The Battle Arena

[Melkore The Bard]

Everything happens for a reason. Some call it fate, others, coincidence. Some believe our destinies are predetermined, and others think our paths are open to free will. Everything you know is a lie. Everything you will come to know in the days ahead will be more lies. The only difference is the magnitude of the lies. Lucien stated bluntly.  

[Barmy Bunny]

Shaking her head, she looked away. "Oh great, I'm living ain a lie."  

[Melkore The Bard]

Lucien shrugged. Lies, truth. Who is to say which is which? In a vacuum, how do you tell up from down? All that matters is how you live the lie.  

[Barmy Bunny]

Looking at him, she struggled not to laugh. It was true...or at least a lesser lie, but it sounded so false...  

[Melkore The Bard]

Lucien was curious. Would she pass the test of perception? Everything I say is a lie.  

[Barmy Bunny]

"But then that would be a lie, making it the truth. You can't say a paradox," she said, looking up at him.  

[Melkore The Bard]

Lucien beamed. You have passed the test of perception. He announced with pride.  

[Barmy Bunny]

"Test?" she said surprised. "But..that was just a silly thing to say..."  

[Melkore The Bard]

*Faceplant* gonk

Gaaaaaah.  

[Barmy Bunny]

Confused, she stumbled backwards, wondering what was happening. "Are...are you ok?" she asked,almost dropping the sword. "I mean....er..."  

[Melkore The Bard]

Lucien got up and composed himself. Just not the answer I was expecting, that's all.  

[Barmy Bunny]

"What do you mean that wasn't the answer? You must have though I would get it right or you wouldn't have asked."  

[Melkore The Bard]

Lucien chuckled. Just the silly thing to say part.  

[Barmy Bunny]

"Oh..." she said, blushing slightly as she took a step back. "I am sorry...I didn't even realise Id said it." She bowed at the waist, the sword Rwn Silva sitill clutched in her hands. "I apologise...I never meant to be rude."