[ Ciri sighs, and with the exhalation lets her whole body sink, until she ends up on the floor a few feet in front of her fellow prisoner (careful not to mess up his dirt scribbles, of course). With her knees up in front of her, she rests her elbows atop them, sitting casually so they can chat quietly without her having to lean over to hear at this volume. ]
I don't even know what we're meant to be on trial for. A trial should allow the convicted a chance to defend themselves, but how are we meant to provide evidence against any wrongdoing when the accusation seems to be against our very existence here, through no fault of our own?
no subject
[ Ciri sighs, and with the exhalation lets her whole body sink, until she ends up on the floor a few feet in front of her fellow prisoner (careful not to mess up his dirt scribbles, of course). With her knees up in front of her, she rests her elbows atop them, sitting casually so they can chat quietly without her having to lean over to hear at this volume. ]
I don't even know what we're meant to be on trial for. A trial should allow the convicted a chance to defend themselves, but how are we meant to provide evidence against any wrongdoing when the accusation seems to be against our very existence here, through no fault of our own?
Their mages should be on trial, not we.