[Then he's in a bit of a pickle, isn't it? Hideyoshi thinks without the slightest bit of humor. He's never been very good with poetry, with dressing up his actions and thoughts in lofty notions, but he understands people - oh, he understands.
He doesn't move, letting his spear-arm go slack. It isn't the answer he wanted. And it isn't complete destruction I want! There is a reason to conquer, a reason to make war, it isn't simply ambition and power...
No. No lies now, Hiyoshi. You know.]
A man has fifty years under Heaven, [he finds himself reciting in answer, under his breath. And blast, it hurts.] Is there anything that will not decay?
[He glances up at Gorthan again.]
That's absurd, [he says flatly.] I'm not conquering just to destroy what I fought for. Lord Nobunaga wanted to make something of that land.
May I just say that this log is mind-blowingly awesome
He doesn't move, letting his spear-arm go slack. It isn't the answer he wanted. And it isn't complete destruction I want! There is a reason to conquer, a reason to make war, it isn't simply ambition and power...
No. No lies now, Hiyoshi. You know.]
A man has fifty years under Heaven, [he finds himself reciting in answer, under his breath. And blast, it hurts.] Is there anything that will not decay?
[He glances up at Gorthan again.]
That's absurd, [he says flatly.] I'm not conquering just to destroy what I fought for. Lord Nobunaga wanted to make something of that land.