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!uGYNBMPzOs 03/09/11(Wed)00:31 No.14179086"While that may be part of my reasoning, that is not all of it. First, if you die I will have gained an incredibly powerful enemy in your father. As to powers, a very small number of my soldiers have arcane talent, and, if you were capable of fighting skillfully, and your father not so likely to ask for my head should you die, I would have no qualms with using you in combat, were you not so frightened." you begin.
"But I'm not frightened." the boy insists, though you dont beleive it.
"No, you are, and there is no shame in that. To be honest, I'm still terrified before every battle. Partly because I may die, or my friends, or one of the ones I love, and that is a fear that NEVER leaves a soldier that is likely to survive a battle. The second thing that terrifies me, is what my aide refers to as 'the bill'. It is the first lesson that any man in command must learn, and it will be your first lesson." you inform the boy.
Rufus stands dumbfounded for a moment, the idea of you frightened baffling him, though your words seem to have some sort of effect on him. "But, how do you, can I at least watch some of the battle?" he eventually stutters out, and you realize that it is your calm demeanor after your admission of fear that is striking the boy hardest right now.
"The initial charge, you may watch. As to how I still fight, that bravado you just showed me is good. The fear is reality, but combat is not part of reality, though what happens there is. On the field I am not this same person, on the field I am a fearless avatar of the Empire, and act as such. When you have your fear controlled, an only once it is controlled will you be ready to truly face the horrors of battle." you answer, patting the lad on his shoulder. He simply nods his head and heads for a taller building. |