And now ... this scene as it progresses, as seen through the
(so-called)mind of Gray Tarrenson.
(Gray: Oh shit. What the hell did I just do?)
(Sean Ruadh: You got us in over our head again that's what you did Angst
boy.)
(Gray: AAhh! What are you doing here. I'm not crazy anymore.)
(Sean: Well someone ought to be here for your final moments on earth)
(Gray<sourly>: Thanks, you're a real pal.)
Both Sashra and Sir Lyris stand there speachless, although Sir Lyris
looks in better control than Sashra does, staring at the now kneeling
Grey.
Sir Lyris(with a bow): Permission to speak, your Majesty?
(Gray: Yeah yeah talk. Buy me a few more seconds to think up an escape.)
Sashradan merely stands there focused on Grey, flushed and stunned.
(Gray: Yup. She's gonna hit me again.)
(Sean: Shouldn't an Esper act more courageously in the face of pain?)
(Gray: My face STILL hurts. And that was last week.)
Sir Lyris(matter of factly):  Then I beg your forgiveness, for I feel
that I must speak.  (turns to Grey)  I do believe that your words come
from your heart. (Gray: Thanks. We'll both know that for sure once
Sashra tears it still beating out of my chest with her bare hands.)All
of your ancestors have been much the same, or at least the ones I came
to know. (Gray:I'll tell um you say hi when I join them shortly.) I also
agree with your oppinion of her Majesty.  (turns to Sashra)(Gray:No no!
Avert your eyes! You'll only provoke an attack!) She is a firey willed
girl who has matured into an intelligent and formidable woman.
(Gray:"formidable". That's one way of putting it.) She can lead you to a
future I believe you would fight for. (Sean: But one that he probably
won't live to see) I know that her father would have agreed with this,
but in his absence I would like to proffer my pride in this fact. (now
turning back to Grey)  One must follow who he believes in. (Gray: Hmmm.
In that case I'd like to believe in anyone who would RUN from this room
really really fast.)Much like religion,(Sean: See, even he thinks you
better start PRAYING.)if that faith is rejected or spurned it is not so
easy to simply follow another path. (Gray: Yeah, like the one that leads
to the exit) Mine honor is gone (Gray: Like my life will be
soon?).....and with my ties here severed,(Gray: Like my
head will be soon?) so have all possible opportunities to win it back.
    Sir Lyris falls silent.  If you look up, Grey, you would see Sashra
looking very upset....
(Gray: I can't look. Sean ... what's she doing up there?)
(Sean: <pause> My friend ... you do NOT want to know.)
(Gray: Oh no no no. The hitting is about to begin I just know it.)
(Sean: No, I think you pissed her off way more than just a simple
pummeling. You're insured right?)
(Gray: <moaning>)
(Sean: Oh be a man for Darwins sake! You faced off against Krac Vir
didn't you? I don't recall it as you were sane then, but you were braver
then weren't you?)
(Gray: That Lich had nothing on THIS!)
(Sean: I still think that .. WHOAH! You would not believe the color of
her eyes! They're ACTUALLY GLOWING RED!)
(Gray: <wimper wimper>)
(Sean: Hmmm ... I can see Wolfgang getting into a battle stance. I
wonder if he's actually SUICIDAL enough to try and do something?)
Sashra(quietly, almost a whisper):  You bastard.(Gray: I'm gonna get
hit)  (louder)  You arrogant bastard. (Gray: Yup here it comes)
(Sean: Brace for impact! Shields up! This is it crew, hope you've made
your peace.)    (looks directly at Grey)  How dare you speak so to me!
TO ME!!  I am a Zarris!!  The proudest of any who ever breathed in
life!! You are nothing to me!! (Gray: And about to become "nothing"
PERIOD i'd guess.)  (reaches down and grabs Grey by the collar, shaking
and screaming in his face) (Gray: Gurk! AAAHHH! She's gonna wring my
neck!) YOU HAVE THE GALL TO EVEN THINK SUCH THINGS AS YOU HAVE!
(Sean:That's it... screw you Gray, this is much to scary for me! I am
outta here <there is a small pop noise as a tiny Sean Ruadh hops out of
Grayshead. And hides behind a nearby bookcase unnoticed by anyone else
as he WAS just one of Grays delusions after all>)MY FATHER WAS A GREAT
MAN!(Gray: Hey get back here Sean.) (Sean: Are you kidding! She's about
to bite off your friggin head! I aint going back in there!)  WHY WOULD
HE WALK TO DEATH? (Gray: Well walking to it is probably better than
kneeling before it.)  HE NEVER MADE SUCH MISTAKES! (Gray: As you can
see... I do.) (beginning to break down)  He was never wrong!  (sob)  He
was my father.  (sob, sob)  Oh Vena, why did he die!!!???  (completely
breaks down and sobs uncontrollably while burying her face in Grey's
chest and continuously punching his shoulder.....(Gray: Uhhh ...?)
(Sean: <looks up out of the book he was hiding behind "Survival of The
Fittest. Jaystorm Style" by Kian "Forlum, the man himself" Zariss> Hey
You're still alive.)
(Gray: <as this realization is just now sinking in> Yeah I guess I am.
She is hitting me ... err, sort of ... but the permanant damage part is
distinctly missing. I might need an asprin later. <looks at his Queen
crying on him> And a dry shirt.)

....bottled up anxst is a terrible thing.....). <-(Gray: The DM is right
about that. Thats why I always get it in cans or straight from the tap.
Hey I just made a joke! Tarren would be so proud of me.)

I warned you. But did you listen? Oh no couldn't listen to me now could
you. Well it's allways the same they never listen to me ... (ramble of
insane idiot fades away)