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“What a long nap. I feel great!”
Meredith actually felt offended by that. Not offended as in angry, more …confused. “…I’m …older than you.” she replied, puzzled by the other. The woman was short, stocky, with muscles one would expect from a student to the spirit walker. “Call me what you wish, but the truth is you are a childish brat not worthy of any crown.”
"Being a pup has nothing to do with age....Pup." Sejuani had to roll her eyes, not even angered. More... Tired. She's heard this spiel before. "Such ignorance, it is as if you do not understand the Freljord. We earn what we take. Only conquest can unite our people, and make us STRONG enough to defend our home. And prove to the rest of Valoran, we are a true nation. This is no childish notion!"
The beast of a woman grunted at Sejuani, eyes as cold and sharp as the Ironspikes of which she calls home staring through the fangs of her bear skin shawl. So many things she wished to say to the woman her master had aligned with. Meredith could only find her tongue tied.
Sejuani folded her arms, chuckling. "Is the pup not going to speak? Bark away, pup! Unless all you wanted to do is call me a brat, which is... Underwhelming." Her stance was always proud, this was no exception.
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"No it doesn't, ya frozen brat!"
"Brat...What a word choice."
"Anything I want belongs to ME!"
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For a time, perhaps, but even the mightiest empires can become lost to the eons…
"IF that is my fate.. So be it!"
"And you’re not a real warrior. See I can throw insults too."
"Its not just an insult. Its who you are! What would an assassin know of battle? Can a cowardly killer even judge a warrior?"
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"I won’t."
"You're not even a real man! Your respect means nothing."
"History WILL remember my name."
"Courage is the only hope for the Freljord."
…Though I have not experienced it in centuries, hunger was a foe I combated many times as a child. I do not recall the experience ever being pleasant, Sejuani.
"I mean EATING."
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Yet another flaw of flesh and bone...
"Its not a flaw when it feels so good!"
"I'm always hungry!"
"The Freljord ONLY respects strength."
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The mage remained silent for a moment, before bursting into laughter. “Is this a jest, Freljordian? The power to lay waste to cities in an instant and defy Death itself is the weapon of cowards? Then what of your flail, Sejuani? Is it not carved of never-melting True Ice? Are you not, in a sense, a wielder of magic, however weak it might be?”
Sejuani folded her arms, an unamused expression on her face. Just pure annoyance. "Truly you are not that ignorant, Xerath. Hubris does blind! But even the Freljord itself is magic, yet home to brave men. To compare my flail to a mage spewing magic from his finger tips is absurd. Besides, what you say would be like comparing iron to magic. My weapon was forged and carved by the elders of my people. Like a smith would make a blade."
"Such words may frighten those of the Winter’s Claw, but I fear no mere mortal, Sejuani."
"Well Xerath, you are no weakling! Only a coward. Magic is the weapon of cowards!"