Kasu Ortiz

[zerotje]

Kasu Ortiz,

soon come our duel and word's reached me that you shall stand beside Asherias against us.

You have lost your dignity and cloak twice now and yet you cling to hope and fantasy.

Even Asherias herself had admitted you are a worthless ally to her, but you deserve 'a chance at glory'.

We will crush you within seconds, there'll be no glory.
Only tears and pain await you.

[Bon]

To my dearest Knud Skargrimsson.

I thank you for this great gift. In my darkest nights I shall look to my mantlepiece, where I have framed your letter and I shall take heart in remembering that time the "great" raider Knud Skargrimsson felt so insecure that he had to wax lyrical about his true feelings for me.

I think you'll find that I've only ever lost my cloak to you. Men like you are unable to take dignity. Especially when the only fights they've ever had are against the unprepared and the wounded. Those first two fights, I knew I could not beat you yet I still chose to face you like a man yet that third time, when the winds were finally in our favour what did you do? You and your brother turned tail and scampered away like cowards. So of course I expect no glory from men like you.

If even Asherias has stated that I'm a worthless ally then it must wound you so. Knowing that the Champion thinks so little of you to bring me along as her second. Must make you feel so small.

I look forward to making you pay for your crimes.

Live. And. Drink.

~ Kasu

[zerotje]

Kasu Ortiz,

Like all Ephians it seems defeat's lessons elude you completely. It seems fear and understanding is only ever imposed when punishment is grave. You stand breathing only by my mercy and with a pouch of vials only by my mercy.

Assigning cowardice to the brothers Skagrimsson whom battle with just two against all is a laughable claim.

We will dance on the arena, little man. And once you are inevitably struck down, I will inflict upon you a reason to fear. To finally humble you, the oft-defeated.

[Bon]

To my dearest Knud Skargrimsson

You mistake my confidence for ignorance. You will see the fruits of the lessons you've taught me on the field. I am a student, after all. My life is the pursuit of lessons.

The pouch of vials certainly are by your mercy, and you have my thanks for that, but my breath? It was no great act of mercy that you released me each time. That was self preservation wasn't it?
You know that killing me is signing yours and your brother's life away - Unless I'm overestimating your intelligence?

You say you battle with "just two" but Katina was at every fight but the first. Don't erase the poor girl's labour, Knud. It's unbecoming of you.

I eagerly look forward to "being humbled".

~ Your "little man" Kasu Ortiz, the oft-defeated.