| Thursday 7th September
So much has happened that I've had little chance to write.
Ulran and I had a spectacular falling out, over his opinions on Kai. While we were in Trinsic a few nights past, he made some snide comment about being surprised that Kai hadn't run back to his daddy, meaning Damarus. For that I called him an arsehole, which he took great offence at, but then his own comment was offensive to me.
I can understand that he has reservations about Kai, being as he is a former minion, but Kai hates the Xathosians and, most of all, Damarus. The fact Ulran doesn't trust him means that he also has no faith in me. He believes my judgement to be impaired where Kai is concerned. Aye, he has reason for that, based on past actions, but what is done in the heat of the moment is no indication of how someone will act in the future.
I have gone into this relationship with Kai with my eyes open. My loyalty is still to the army, and to Raza.
Knowing that he would be returning to Gorimdor soon, I went to clear the air with him. He was in the new Strongholt tavern with the general, so I went to their table, only to be told to go away, since they were discussing Kai. I was angry about that, and later returned to ask Ulran for a private audience.
He refused me, saying he had nothing to say to me. Thus, as is my right as a Kaldorian, I challenged him to fair combat, and again he refused.
We ended up arguing in the tavern, in front of the men; something that could have been avoided had he agreed to talk privately. It was clear that he didn't want to make up with me, despite all that we have gone through in the past. He has not forgiven me for the events of months past, and that hurts me a lot.
He has gone now. I went to the temple this morning and his room was empty and his things had gone. I feel badly that we parted on such bad terms, but almost relieved that he is gone. I hope that his new posting will grant him some new perspective and that he will return to us in due course, a wise and more mature man. |