"It is too late we have to get out of here, if we do not leave, we will die" Nimue obnoxiously says and the fey just look at her in disbelief, they couldn't believe it, had she really just completely disregarded everything that the elders had said and nimue continued on while the fey didnt want to hear it anymore "She turned your back on you, but i will not"
"I need a map, someone bring me a map" Gawain called out to the fey and they all muttered amongst themselves about Nimue and the Avatar and how they would have rathered the weeping warrior being the one that leaded them and deep down Gawain knew they were right but he saw it as his duty to stand by Nimue no matter what, after all, she was like a little sister to him and he owed it to her for leaving when they were younger so he had made up his mind "now!"
they hesitated for a moment but then the fey quickly bought over a map and placed it on the old table that was made of rock and was covered in green moss and weeds along with small, light blue flowers. The map was then held down by some small rocks and Gawain leaned over it and began to observe it and figure everything out, how they would escape the paladins and get everyone to survive. They couldn't afford anymore losses, especially when they had just got news of 6 ships coming to get them out of there in a few days
"The first city beyond Moycraig... is grimiare" Gawain says as he drags his dirt covered fingers along the old map that showed all of Britannia and he stops his fingers at the bottom of the map then double taps the map with his fingers as they reach Grimaire and Morgana and Arthur both give each other an unsure look at the familiar name, it had bought back so many bad memories foe them
"Would your uncle help us?" Nimue asks in hope as she looks across at Arthur and Arthur lets out a scoff and shakes his head at the thought of his uncle helping them, he wouldn't even turn his head to look them in the eyes, he was vile and cared for nobody but himself, not even his own wife could get a quarter of his attention unless he was yelling at her and commanding her to do something
"Not in the best of times"Arthur replies as he looks disapointedly over at Nimue "Besides, i was told that the red paladins have taken Grimaire"
"And your uncle?" Nimue asks even though she knew that it was a touchy subject for both arthur and morgana but at this point in time she didn't really care
"let him rot" Morgana growls and everyone looks at her in shock
"As long as the paladins occupy Grimaire they have endless food and supplies to rage war on us on the hills" Nimue states as she looks around at the people standing at the table "We'll never survive, so... we take it back"
"Take what back?" Arthur asks her angrily as he turns to glare at her with fire in his eyes
"take grimaire" Gawain asks in shock and disbelief as he realised what Nimue was talking about, his eyes went wideand by now both of the boys were giving NImue funny looks
"Even a holding force, we would be out numbered" Arthur explains angrily "if you want to do this then the people are right, you're going to want to have the weeping warrior by your side. She knows how to fight, by herself, and she doesn't need a magic sword to lend its power to her"
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Warrior - The Weeping Monk
Fanfiction- The Cursed Fanfiction - *spoilers ahead* It was believed that Ash Folk were completely wiped from Britania but that wasn't the case... there were two left. Both on opposite sides. The weeping monk was known for being apart of the church and for k...
