[ Truthfully, Aymeric remembers very little of what happened before he found himself in this cell. All seemed to have descended into chaos, but what exactly transpired between the appearance of the tower and his apparent imprisonment, he could not say.
All he knows is that he must not spend another minute in this cell, and if anyone can free him, it will be his old friend. He completes one more frenzied rush at the cell bars, completely ignoring how bruises are already forming on his hands and forearms.
He turns his gaze, glowing eyes and all, to Estinien, and he wraps his hands around the bars as he addresses him. ]
Come now, old friend. Surely you will not leave me to languish here, not when there is much and more that I must see to.
[ He does not step away from the bars, hands clenching tightly around the cold material. If his friend does not release him, his anger will only rise. ]
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All he knows is that he must not spend another minute in this cell, and if anyone can free him, it will be his old friend. He completes one more frenzied rush at the cell bars, completely ignoring how bruises are already forming on his hands and forearms.
He turns his gaze, glowing eyes and all, to Estinien, and he wraps his hands around the bars as he addresses him. ]
Come now, old friend. Surely you will not leave me to languish here, not when there is much and more that I must see to.
[ He does not step away from the bars, hands clenching tightly around the cold material. If his friend does not release him, his anger will only rise. ]