076 chandra.fang

///C
Fang:
I heard rumors there was a Dark Sect member in our ranks...
Chandra:
Do you have a problem with that?
Fang:
Ahribaalites are dangerous. Especially those connected to the sect...
Chandra:
So I'm still dangerous to you, even if I quit. Nice.
Fang:
Ahribaal is a cursed land full of cursed people...
Chandra:
If that is what you think then we don't need to talk anymore.
Fang:
...

///B
Fang:
...
Chandra:
Is there something you need?
Fang:
I've come to apologize to you, Chandra.
Chandra:
Why?
Fang:
I expected nothing but the worst out of you. But you fight just as hard as the rest of us to end this. How could I not give you my respect after watching you?
Chandra:
...
Fang:
I don't understand. There must be more Ahribaalites like you. But even in my mercenary group, we were told to always be wary of the sect...
Chandra:
Heh, well, that is partly our own fault. We've always been hostile to basically everyone.
Fang:
But why?
Chandra:
Our ancestors fought on the side of the Unspoken One. Even if we can't even remember his name, Freesia immediately called us a damned people. Everyone on the continent was our enemy. Eventually... we learned to accept it, embrace it.
Fang:
We plains folk don't believe in Brauma and we hate you all the same...
Chandra:
Heh... Just goes to show you how bad we messed up back then.

///A
Fang:
Chandra, please accept this.
Chandra:
What is it?
Fang:
It is called a star fragment. It came from the night sky. A sacred object amongst my people.
Chandra:
Why do you want me to have this?
Fang:
To give one to someone is a sign of friendship. I consider you a dear friend.
Chandra:
You think I'm your friend, do you?
Fang:
We've fought together for so long. And I've learned much from you. My people always shunned yours, but I know that was foolish of us. We all share the same earth, the same sky. I think if more of us talked just a little, Ahribaal and Kotan could become friends.
Chandra:
I don't know about that... But I know you are a good person too. Maybe a little naive, but you're an alright girl. Hmm, how about I give you this in exchange for your gift.
Fang:
What is this?
Chandra:
A dagger carved from a cyclops bone. It's nothing special like yours, though I've always found it handy. But if you want, consider it a gift from the earth.
Fang:
I give you the sky and you give me the earth... Yes, I accept, Chandra! You are indeed a good friend!
Chandra:
If you say so.