Fenrik & Velvette
Fenrik Fenrik
Velvette Velvette
Velvette Velvette
I’ve been thinking about how a single rumor can shift the balance of power in a whole valley—how a whisper, not a blade, can turn friends into foes. What’s your take on the power of words versus the roar of the battlefield?
Fenrik Fenrik
Words can cut like a hidden knife, yet a warrior’s honor is earned on the field. A whisper may turn allies to strangers, but the roar of the battle shows who truly holds the land. I guard my people with both shield and speech, for each must remember that silence can betray, and a single word can summon the storm. The power of words is great, but the strength of a warrior proves that true balance comes from action.
Velvette Velvette
I hear you, but even a hushed breath can start a tempest—so keep your eyes on both the words and the weight of your sword.
Fenrik Fenrik
A hush can indeed spark a storm, so I keep my gaze on both the wind of speech and the heft of my blade. The right word at the right moment can change fates, but only a true warrior can hold that power with honor.
Velvette Velvette
You’re a fine balance of steel and silence—just remember the best fighters keep their tongues tight until the wind blows just right.
Fenrik Fenrik
Aye, that’s the path of a true warrior. I keep my words close until the wind points where the strike must fall. When the time comes, I speak as loud as my blade.
Velvette Velvette
I admire that discipline—just remember, even a silent blade can whisper a deadly truth.
Fenrik Fenrik
True, a silent blade can speak louder than a roar. I keep my edge sharp and my tongue even sharper, so when the wind shifts, I strike without hesitation.
Velvette Velvette
Sharp blade, sharper tongue—nice. Just remember, even the quiet wind can carry a secret you didn’t intend to share.
Fenrik Fenrik
I heed that. A quiet wind can carry more than a storm, so I keep my words as guarded as my shield.
Velvette Velvette
Nice, then you’ll always stay a step ahead when the wind shifts—just remember a quiet breath can still send a storm.
Fenrik Fenrik
Yes, I watch the wind and the breath, for even a quiet sigh can stir a storm. I keep my blade ready and my words tighter than the river’s current.