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Post by Diocles on Jan 15, 2021 0:31:20 GMT
"'Following' implies order. Fuck that."
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 15, 2021 0:47:47 GMT
"'Order' and 'orders' are not the same thing. But I think I understand what you're saying. To you, chaos means never being told what to do. Am I understanding you?"
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Post by Diocles on Jan 15, 2021 1:03:19 GMT
"I don't know. Are you? How can I answer what you understand?"
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 15, 2021 1:08:02 GMT
"Does what I'm saying reflect what you're thinking? That's what talking is for. I feel like you're being purposefully obtuse here."
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Post by Diocles on Jan 15, 2021 1:10:37 GMT
Muluc suddenly gets up and walks out of the tavern.
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 15, 2021 1:14:19 GMT
I follow him. When I'm in earshot I say "Muluc, have I done something to offend you? Why all of this animosity towards me all of a sudden."
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Post by Diocles on Jan 15, 2021 1:35:20 GMT
When you step outside the door, the street is empty. Muluc is nowhere to be seen.
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 15, 2021 1:48:41 GMT
Damn son, that took a quick turn. "Anthiel, he's all yours now," I say with a smile "and may his foes and their gods beware." I wander the streets to see what's happening and keep somewhat of an eye out for him. I also look for any random pointed sticks lying on the ground.
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