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this seemed to spark an interest in the elder prince. slowly removing his crown - like helmet , revealing ashen , pale hair. and a face scarred by war. `` mmmm . . . ? `` letting out a hum that sounded like a question .

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giving a nod , and a small smile. sinking his blade into the ground. β€”β€” something about the boy reminded him of his own youth. spent training and constantly learning. taking a small whetstone from a satchel clipped to his armor , and handing it over .

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a nod of his head. . . . he wasn’t really able to communicate clearly , his brothers curse afflicted him , which is why he looked so . . sickly . but he’s slowly offering over his blade .

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`` hrmmmmm . . . . `` all that left the elder prince was that groan . slowly moving into a sitting position , he was . . . quite tall. black - dyed brass plates scratching against one another as he moved. just staring down with the faintest smile on his face.

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slowly using what sign language he knew to communicate , mostly . gesturing his fingers out to spell out each word , until he spelled out β€˜ cursed. β€˜ and then slowly taking his helmet off , he looked . . . weak. very weak from illness .

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he’s practicing his swordsmanship to spar with gundyr again. even as a crippled knight , he still manages to throw weight into strikes . a light slash , another , and then following up with an upward thrust to send a mass of flames upwards.

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slowly spelling out β€˜ war. β€˜ with his hands , and then spelling out β€˜ curse. β€˜ the bit about war being shown with the four scars across his face , a nasty cut from a long defeated beast.

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quickly shaking his head , spelling out β€˜ brother β€˜ he didn’t want to reverse this , his brother was all that meant something to him , he had to live in this pain , and show his undying bond .

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he seemed to jolt up at that , a tilt of his head. could this curse be broken? the curse that the first flame mercilessly put upon his family? his mother , gone. his father , turned into a beast. his brother , ill and not fit to be a lord of cinder.