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Cale'anon tries to make everyone feel better. Richard doesn't help.
Setting[]
The North
Script[]
Cale'anon | What do you mean you're leaving? |
Tah'vraay | The battle here was lost. We're going home. I promised to return the Sons of Exile. That's what I'll do. |
Cale'anon | What about the North? |
Tah'vraay | It's done. |
Richard | (to Bunny) Where have you been? |
Richard cuddles with the bunny. | |
Cale'anon | They can't all be dead, Benny. I won't believe it. We'll track the Legion. Where ever they're going, we can assume it's after our friends. But first, We'll ensure that all of the fallen Bloodrage get their proper due. |
Richard | Who wouldn't want their remains to serve as my throne? |
The others look at Richard, disgusted by the throne he has made from the bones of fallen Bloodrage. | |
Richard | Heh. Throne of bones. Bone throne. |
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