HALT THE VAULT

[heauxchefaunt]

Dividing their forces is the best way to confront this matter, to ensure that the Archbishop does not escape and that Aymeric is successfully rescued. Though there is the selfish urge to remain at the Warrior of Light's side, he also knows that they cannot spare another moment if possible for Aymeric's sake. He has no doubt of the Warrior's skill and abilities, but it is still difficult to turn away and not lend his shield.

"Be well, my friends," Haurchefant says, keeping his encouraging smile up. Time isn't at their side, so no more words are exchanged, giving him the gift of the Warrior's stoic nod. It is enough for him. They part ways, leaving to their own respective duties.

As he goes into the bowels of the Vault, keeping his head clear and his eyes focused. He does not love to kill his fellow Ishgardian, but if they aim to protect the Archbishop and keep him from finding the Lord Commander, then they are his enemy. They will not spare him mercy, so in turn none can be spared for them.

"They're here! Sound the--hrrk" a temple knight begins, at least until Haurchefant guts him.

Well, hopefully cutting him off will give him enough time.

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[bishgard]

Sworn to whom, I wonder. A lord, a comrade, or a...lover.

[Or all three, mayhap, but he daren't put those words in Haurchefant's mouth, not without hearing them first on his own. And quickly, as much to give him time to think about it as to forestall any sudden answers, Aymeric leans over and kisses him, tucking more firmly into his arms.]

Whichever it may be, what little strength I may possess is yours nevertheless.

[heauxchefaunt]

And why not a bit of all three? Well, perhaps one more than the other...

Still. My oath is to you, regardless of what mantle you deem it.

[Ah, he is blessed with another sweet kiss. Haurchefant looks positively delighted, smiling as Aymeric gets more comfortable. Good, good. For as much as he would love to clean the both of them, the warmth in his arms is much more favorable than sneaking about and trying to tidy them up.

He sighs, pleased. Today was a trial, but he's overjoyed at what he could give Aymeric.]

Your strength is more than you know. I am grateful for you regardless.