[In many ways the Paragon's Call members who had decided to confront him don't actually care about his answer. They've already decided that he's a traitor right in their midst, actively working against their ends.
They aren't wrong.
So the shove is only a prelude, and a moment later a rather solid hit is delivered to Dorian's stomach with the hilt of a sword.]
We know you're working against us. Just because our Lord is blind to it doesn't mean we can't see.
[A kick placed to the back of the bard's knee, meant to take him down to the ground in front of them.]
And you will answer for your deceit, with blood.
[Orym is in a meeting with several of his commanders, but all at once something prickles through him, a cold sense that something is wrong, and with little more than a word of dismissal, the halfling ends the meeting and is on the move, reaching out with the tether that he has left between himself and Dorian.]
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They aren't wrong.
So the shove is only a prelude, and a moment later a rather solid hit is delivered to Dorian's stomach with the hilt of a sword.]
We know you're working against us. Just because our Lord is blind to it doesn't mean we can't see.
[A kick placed to the back of the bard's knee, meant to take him down to the ground in front of them.]
And you will answer for your deceit, with blood.
[Orym is in a meeting with several of his commanders, but all at once something prickles through him, a cold sense that something is wrong, and with little more than a word of dismissal, the halfling ends the meeting and is on the move, reaching out with the tether that he has left between himself and Dorian.]