<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BFBFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lady Melina Del'Castellorosso</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Angel of Riace'</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/9960c406-7aeb-4e5b-9174-36e83dbe1238_zpscc943042.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Melina had fought the headache listening to the dark-skinned valkyr. The warrior woman was not unfriendly and Melina couldn't really accuse her for killing their men. It had been a war and she had only fought to survive. As she was right that the Wild Folks had been driven further to the north.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Oh, I don't accuse you. Neither of being as you are, nor of killing our men. But I admit that I did a day ago. Things changed and you only did what you had to do. I know that you had all rights to rebel. Not that it makes anything that had happened undone. But maybe it was for something good at last."</span><br/><br/>She thought long about some words the valkyr had said. <span style="color: #80FF00">"There is nothing in it except for misery and despair."</span> It were damn good words. She should take them to heart and live after them. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“That were wise words, Valkyr. You are right. I should stop pitying myself and what had happened. Nobody can change the past and what we have done will always be on our conscience. But we have to live with it, trying to silence the voices in our heads with ale is not the wisest thing to do. And not effective too. And honestly normally I don't do. I had to hurt some more people yesterday, people I like or have nothing against, to save my sorry ass. It's not so easy to do, especially if you want to get away from those fucked-up life you led...”</span><br/><br/>Melina looked down at her dress. There were some stains on it from when she had vomitted yesterday. And it was dirty from the ground. She probably looked like shit too. But she had to righten some wrongs now...<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Do you think I can go like that to make amends with some people I have hurt and to warn them of some dark plans?"</span></div>