[ They both have seen the way the Scourge turns humans into beasts, monsters incapable of determining friend from foe, and serving only one purpose: to spread their plague, to cover the world in darkness. Few daemons are capable of speech, and even less are able to articulate echoes of their past grievances. That Ardyn has retained his form is no short of a miracle, perhaps for the sole reason his soul remains within the Crystal’s Beyond, untouchable and immortal until the Draconian’s prophecy comes to fruition. How this works, the details matter little, for it is apparent that the blight corrupts his brother, but only to a certain point: the kindness Ardyn had once shown is not there; however, the pain he must feel makes itself known by anger and wrath.
Negative as these emotions are, perhaps they are not born of the scourge entirely, but simply exacerbated. Perhaps that means not all is lost.
...But Somnus, riled by Ardyn's previous insults and accusations, cannot entertain these thoughts for more than the moment they appear. He's always known how to provoke him. ]
Ardyn. [ As Ardyn hunches forward, Somnus straightens. ]
If you believe it does not have a hold on you, then answer me: when was the last you had healed another?
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Negative as these emotions are, perhaps they are not born of the scourge entirely, but simply exacerbated. Perhaps that means not all is lost.
...But Somnus, riled by Ardyn's previous insults and accusations, cannot entertain these thoughts for more than the moment they appear. He's always known how to provoke him. ]
Ardyn. [ As Ardyn hunches forward, Somnus straightens. ]
If you believe it does not have a hold on you, then answer me: when was the last you had healed another?