Truly, dear reader, truly....
Many a man and many a beast know of the pain...
Losing a child...
Well... I suppose I am not quite one to talk...
Hmmm?
Why is that?
Well... that is a long story...
Moving along....
The man by the name of Thorton Hessenger simply continued to grin at his adversary...
... having him well trapped for the moment.
Yes.
Truly, dear reader, truly...
Twas quite the incredible situation...
For Thorton Hessenger was quite ready to take his time with this...
As fro the knights Wallace Darlington and Dwight Fettersquare...
They could do nothing
And now... dear reader... in order for me to go on... I would like to request something of you...
That being...
... to believe in human honor
Hmmm?
You already do?
Well... I suppose I shouldn't be surprised...
As for this moment...
The man by the name of Dwight Fettersquare could only watch...
... as Thorton Hessenger simply verbally tortured him.
To be murdered by the very hands that ended his daughter...
Truly, fury has not known a man such as Wallace..
Nay...
For even at that statement....
It took everything in him to keep himself still...
For at one move...
Yes
Even his dear friend would be killed
And of that...
This man would never...
That being said...
Thorton: Well?
The Hessenger simply continued his verbal torture.
Thorton: Go on. Do answer me.
... all the while throwing his knife between his left and his right.
Meanwhile, Jason merely sighed.
Jason: (thinking: Tis a shame. He always finds himself so.)
And his eyes did indeed fall upon those of Dwight Fettersquare
Truly...
Eyes filled to the brim with fear...
And anguish...
For had he been more careful...
Nay.
Had he not been caught...
The life of his friend's daughter would be justly avenged.
Truly, I say unto you dear reader... truly...
Jason: (thinking: Why... I almost find myself... sorry, for this man.)
Truly, a painful feeling
Now, a wise man may well find himself questioning... well...
What is to happen.
Why... it all began with a single move...
A move... from Thorton...
Thorton: Well, come on then. Would you rather your friend dies just now? Would you?
And with that... the teeth of Wallace Darlington did indeed grit...
Truly... full of rage was this man....
As for Thorton...
he merely laughed...
Yes.
Laughed.
And a hysterical laugh it was.
And a loud one.
Thorton: Hahahahahaah!
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All the while leaving Wallace with not a word to say...
For... what could Wallace Darlington say...
Nay.
Not a word.
Not a one.
Thorton: Well.... ? Speak!
But nay...
For he would never dishonor his daughter and himself with such...
However... Thorton continued...
Thorton: Lieutenant! Do stroke your blade upon his neck!
And with that, yes, he did indeed continue with an even more perplexing laugh.
However, Jason would not play along with his games
Nay.
His blade did indeed remain by his neck.
However, he did not cut of it.
Nay.
Not even a little.
As for Thorton... he simply continued to laugh...
Yes
Laughing
As to what he found funny...
... well... I do suppose that is a fascinating human concept.
Hmmm?
You would like to know?
Well... I suppose I could share my thoughts on the matter
What the man by the name of Thorton Hessenger was laughing at...
... was at his captive's helplessness
Nay.
Perhaps it would be better to say...
... at his captive's pain.
mmmmm yes
His captive wanted revenge...
... and now was unable to.
Yes.
Indeed now his captive would need to find a way...
... to save himself.
However... there was none.
Nay.
his captive was truly trapped..
Truly, I say unto you dear reader.
Truly...
Twas the fact that he was so helpless...
That he had already won...
Yes.
Well, I do suppose that I am missing something.
Do forgive me... dear reader....
I am simply... lacking in the vocabulary to tell you of it all....
Shame really...
Well, I suppose I should go on...
Jason Hessenger and Dwight Fettersquare did indeed continue to watch this spectacle...
As for Thorton.... he did indeed finally halt his laughter.
Thorton: Well now... I suppose I should indeed stop my hassling. After all... I did indeed kill your daughter.... but of that... I did use both hands...
Truly... that statement only served to aggress the man by the name of Wallace Darlington further.
Thorton: Both hands upon her... soft neck.... Shame really... Had she only been more... reserved...
Yes, truly.
To imagine of what this man felt...
Why...
Truly...
A man will always love the fruit of his loins...
Why...
Even honor it....
As for Thorton....
Thorton: Yes, had she been reserved... Ah well... I suppose I should go on further...
Yes, truly, twas torture for Wallace....
Thorton: Now then... for I will indeed be using both hands... how should I go about it...?
Yet another sigh did escape Jason Hessenger...
Truly...
His partnership with this man was not one he was unused to
Nay
However...
It did not mean that he had long since been tired of his antics
Thorton: Ah... yes....
The Hessenger clan soldier did indeed brandish his blade upon his hand...
Thorton: ...Mayhaps... I shall start.... with your beard....
Yes, indeed.
A beard.
The mark of a man's masculinity...
Truly...
To remove it....
Why...
There be not many a way to remove a man's manliness...
... than by removing his beard...
And of that, did Thorton continue...
Thorton: Yes. I shall start with that!
Truly, I say unto you, dear reader, truly...
... even as this occurred...
did even the teeth of Dwight Fettersquare also grit in agony
For he felt of his brother's anguish...
To be so truly disrespected and sacrileged...
By the very murderer of his daughter...
Yes.
His very daughter's murderer.
And with that... did Thorton Hessenger indeed slash at him...
Yes...
With only but one cut...
... he did indeed cut his beard apart
... truly I say...
Leaving a massive pile of hair on the ground...
And a now poorly shaven man... looking with...
... what I can only describe as the purest of hatred...
... upon Thorton Hessenger...
As for the man by the name of Thorton Hessenger...
... he did indeed laugh.
Yes, truly.
Thorton: Hahahahaha! Oh, what a silly face you have!
His hysterical laughter only continued.
Yes.
He only continued to laugh...
For now...
As he would say to himself...
He had won...
To Thorton, it was.. perhaps... poetic.
The avenger.... was soon to die...
Truly... it did make him laugh...
Hmmm?
I'm explaining it again?
Oh... heavens... do forgive me...
I suppose I got caught up in the moment.
Well... in any case, I suppose I should go further...
Yes.
For.... who is the man by the name of Thorton Hessenger... other than... well... the man by the name of Thorton Hessenger
All men are what they are...
Truly...
As for Thorton, he simply went on...
Yes...
For... he was not done...
Thorton: Why... may I tell you of something...?
But nay...
Wallace would not answer...
Thorton: Oh, but of course... but of course...
For Thorton would simply... continue...
Thorton: You.... truly are quite rude. I'll have you know... my father always taught me to...
And of that, he did indeed, and without warning may I add....
... cut of him...
yes
A quick violent cut across his chest
Yes.
And blood did indeed spew there of...
And Thorton did indeed laugh yet again..
Thorton: ... always take disrespect seriously...
Twas not a very deep cut...
However, it was deep enough to make Wallace flinch
Indeed
It did sting...
However, he would not falter...
Thorton: So... then..
As he brandished his knife, once more
Thorton: Shall ye tell me of this.... Would you... like to hear of my story...?
But, nay.
He would not speak.
Thorton: Tch... very well... I shall tell of it irregardless...
Twas then, that... yes indeed...
Without warning, once more...
... he did indeed attack him with his blade
Yes...
Once more... upon his side... did he stab him.
Well, I do suppose that, at this time dear reader, I should inform you...
That all those well versed in the trades of murder and death...
Do indeed find themselves well knowing in which parts of the body...
... a stab would kill him... and in what part....
... a stab would not.
As for the stab to the side...
Yes
Thorton Hessenger had no intention of murdering his adversary.
Nay.
For he still meant to toy with him.
Thorton: Twas at the age of a mere babe that I discovered my mark...
Yes, indeed.
Thorton: Twas from that mark that my name was born..
And of that....
Thorton did indeed bring his other hand out...
And of his hand...
Why....
His hand did indeed transform.
His normal arm now had several thorns upon it.
Yes
Short stout thorns upon the palm of his hand...
And of his palm... yes
The colour did indeed chage to a green...
Thorton: My mother... she was... not a very creative woman...
And of that, he quickly slapped Wallace with his thorned palm
And of that, did blood spew once more..
Yes.
Several cuts laying upon his face
Some across his cheek....
Others across his nose and lips.
Truly... his face had been mangled...
As for Thorton...he was quite proud of his work...
Thorton: However, I love her all the same... for my birth from her womb allowed me to create... such art...
Yes, truly...
His face had been brutally bothered...
And there was not much even the best of physicians would be able to do to fully heal these wounds... yes...
Truly, I say unto you... truly...
For his face was truly horrid.
As for the man by the name of Thorton Hessenger...
He did indeed laugh once more....
However...
Jason: Make haste, brother. For this has gone on long enough.
Truly, did that sentence cause a shock to Thorton...
For his ally had no interest in his games..
Thorton: Tch... Come on then. No one is coming to save them. Has been a long time, no.
Jason: I would rather not tarry.
And of this, I tell you, was Jason Hessenger a truly cautious individual...
For playing a game such as this in enemy territory...
Yes...
Is a truly dangerous game...
As for Thorton...
Thorton: Oh come on, dear brother. After all, we already have ourselves a hostage. Should be easy enough, no?
Jason, however, did not utter but a single word.
Nay,
He simply looked upon him
With a look I tell you, that truly unnerved Thorton...
Thorton: Tch.... very well.... Merely... give me but a minute to... say my goodbyes
Yes.
A mere 60 seconds..
A mere 60 seconds before this man would meet his end.