The nobleman's son had to think the village was full of idiots to go babbling about his warison in the middle of a crowded bar. With the war going on, only a couple of hills over, and the warison`s mournful cry announcing that the battle had yet again been engaged did not much to boost the already beleaguered town's morale. To think that the yellow-bellied skink of a man had received a reward for engaging in this pointless feud and that he'd been rewarded handsomely for 'defending the king's land'. Well no longer. This idiot could learn the real reason to begin a fight, and not over a spilled drink at a party. Silently the man slipped into the son's room, filled with silk and all sorts of plushness of the soft and stupid. He would soon learn, as the man pressed the point of his dagger into the son's wrist, releasing the toxin stored there that would keep him unconscious, that bragging came at a cost. Methodically he stripped the son of all but the barest of clothing.
Warison: A bugle call to attack.
History Behind the Word - When Sir Walter Scott first encountered "warison" around the beginning of the 19th century, it was a rare word that had been around for 600 years, occasionally used to mean either "wealth or possessions" or "reward." In his 1805 poem The Lay of the Last Minstrel, Scott used the word to refer to a bugle call ordering soldiers to attack, probably because he misinterpreted what the word meant when he read it in "The Battle of Otterbourne," a ballad found in Thomas Percy's Reliques of Ancient English Poetry. The original word (which Scott encountered as Middle English waryson) derives from the Anglo-French garisun, which means "healing" or "protection" and is also the source of the English word "garrison," meaning "a military post."
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