<em>"I wish that this song wasn't played. It sometimes makes fools of men. Most men don't know what war can really be like, and so few hear the full cycle."</em><br/><br/>Lucille nodded, feelingly; In the brief time since her ordination, she'd skirmished with the...humanoid...tribes- And she felt a small twist of smothered, repellant desire in the pit of her belly- realising, too late, that somehow, the heroic sagas had unaccountably left out the aftermath of violence. After all, when one strikes with the power of thunder and the speed of lightning, the results are...<br/><br/>-Then *something* jolted through her, like a crackle of lightning...Sizzling down her spine in a sudden, startling moment; Her eyes widened as she stiffened, too surprised to hide it, knowing, somehow, that something was *wrong*...<br/><br/>But where? The lady knight's gaze flitted over the crowd, over the boisterous bustle of a tavern at night- She couldn't *see* anything, but she could sense it, a coil of uncertanity roiling through her-<br/><br/>Her eyes narrowed. "Something's...wrong," she whispered, her voice carrying to her companion. "Did you just- *feel*- something...?" Despite herself, the blonde paladiness's hand slid down, laying a hand on the solid metal ingot of her mace- Feeling for its reassuring weight.