Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170702143317/@comment-5583506-20170705210136

Catryn saw little point in arguing with the Rhaela. She lived in her own world, as did she. And never would the two meet.

"So you are basically saying to let things go on as they are? To not even bother doing anything at all simply because of the reason that 'humans are fickle' and will never change?" She shook her head. "That cynical view is the very reason this world is fucked beyond any sense of reason. Things will not change if you do not believe that they can change.  I aim to break cages, while you seek to reinforce their bars.  And if that's the world you want to continue living in, princess, you can have it. I, however, will have no part of it, nor will I accept it."

She swung around. "I'd rather die with an illusion of an equal society, than live with the knowledge that we can't change our fates."

She then stepped out of the cave and into the sunlight. She had heard enough. And the princess hadn't exactly helped her migraine either. Her head was pounding like mad and she began to lose sight on one of her eyes. She touched her forehead lightly with two fingertips and breathed in and breathed out, trying to dampen the pain.

"Princess and bandit queen", Shanks mused from his corner in the cave. "At each others' throats, they are. Yes. Shanks knows. Shanks sees. Great pity. But who is right and who is wrong? Shanks can't tell. It's dim. Very dim. Yes. He knows. Perhaps one is right? Perhaps no one is wrong? Perhaps both are wrong? This one can't tell. Not even the wisest can tell. Nor the maddest..."