Gurlac
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Hmmph.
*Gurlac stares at her drink* Was hard to explain myself to Ambrose after it happened. Should of seen it coming. Shifty Torch was. Never really trusted his dealmakings and promises ever since I was a wee little Pathfinder and he offered to alter the deal for a pretty half-orc like me. Still, we did some good work in Golarian; and I was a firm believer in the ShaddowLodge goals. Doesn't mean I agree with the way Torch went about accomplishing them.
*chugs ale*
I might dislike the way he did it, but it's more effective than what I could have done. You can't scare a Decemvirate into taking care of their Pathfinders.
*Gurlac pulls a particularly stringy piece of meat from between two of her more tusklike teeth.*
"Long ago I lost faith that our high and mighty leaders had any kind of moral fiber I could appeal to. Now I find myself stuck in my mother's faction where they're all about moral fiber. Even as a paladin that gets old... Ugh. Next one's on me."
