[ do not make the comparison, he will find a way to climb through the crystal and explain all the ways you are wrong. more commotion from the side-- a fight between a freeman and a chevalier, he thinks, and it ends quickly, but the tension is going to explode-
now is the time for the knife. he slides the thin blade from his boot just as the screaming starts, and quickly notches and tears off the bottom few feet of his robe, casting the fabric to the side. ]
Oh? Tell me more, my friend.
[ his voice is low, and it's good the crystal is on a chain, because he can let it settle against his chest and keep the knife hidden. the freedmen are advancing, herding the remainder of those in the ballroom towards the center, like cattle to the slaughter.
his tone turns-- curious. there's a lilt to it. ]
Are you asking me to count kills for you, Outsider?
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now is the time for the knife. he slides the thin blade from his boot just as the screaming starts, and quickly notches and tears off the bottom few feet of his robe, casting the fabric to the side. ]
Oh? Tell me more, my friend.
[ his voice is low, and it's good the crystal is on a chain, because he can let it settle against his chest and keep the knife hidden. the freedmen are advancing, herding the remainder of those in the ballroom towards the center, like cattle to the slaughter.
his tone turns-- curious. there's a lilt to it. ]
Are you asking me to count kills for you, Outsider?