a growing recognition of the genius of birds.
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Post by tsun on Feb 11, 2015 17:42:06 GMT
[attr="class","basich"]REGICIDE [attr="class","basicp"] The man dies without another word passing his lips, but he had offered up as much information as he was ever going to. If Florent takes his memory of the tattoo to a witch and draws it out, he will learn the information of what the sigil means and what the purpose was. But in the here and now, there is only the charred corpse of the dead man. And the girl behind him who finally collapses under the weight of the terrible night and bursts into uncontrollable sobs, clinging desperately to Florent's legs. The building is collapsing around her. This is the price she has chosen to pay; now she must accept it. Eleanor can continue advancing forward, into the fire, and die with her men. Or if she turns back now, she can live. [attr="class","basich2"]NOTE Sorry about the late response, friends!
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