10-30-2008, 12:42 AM
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There had been a dozen names for that place. People had called it Bleeding Souls, though Ahren found that name too vague, too vast. Chimera alone had perhaps been the only pack that had been named right—for they were some kind of monster, warped and twisted, led by liars and thieves, rapists and murderers. Perhaps that was why Physe had faltered and failed as he had. “Travers le baille,” he tried to explain, though found it lacking.
“Je m'appelle Ahren de le Poer,” he offered, and cocked his head, puzzled. He knew that surname. He knew it but had no idea where he had heard it before. “Parlez-vous anglais?”
There had been a dozen names for that place. People had called it Bleeding Souls, though Ahren found that name too vague, too vast. Chimera alone had perhaps been the only pack that had been named right—for they were some kind of monster, warped and twisted, led by liars and thieves, rapists and murderers. Perhaps that was why Physe had faltered and failed as he had. “Travers le baille,” he tried to explain, though found it lacking.
“Je m'appelle Ahren de le Poer,” he offered, and cocked his head, puzzled. He knew that surname. He knew it but had no idea where he had heard it before. “Parlez-vous anglais?”