Jekku bids you farewell, and wishes you luck.
"May the luck of Rudd go with you, Hedrick. Take care of yourself."
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Jekku lies belly down on the ground and puts his arms out in front of him. He suggests you do the same. "They'll be here soon, Hedrick, and they don't tolerate disobedience. Best if you lie down as well." He turns his face away from the entrance.
"You are alive, Hedrick, and someone somewhere is willing to purchase you. Therefore you have value to the enemy, though we might all still be somewhat expendable."
"Well said, Hedrick. My brother embodies that sentiment. He is a man of wisdom and vision, and far better suited to the title than I. I've always been more comfortable in the City than the forest, though it will always be my home. You would fit right in."
"And I'm afraid my time with arms has passed. I'm better equipped with a quill and ink these days." "I do occasionally hear sounds from the other cell. I think your skills in the healing arts could still come in handy."
"An easy mistake, to be sure. My brother is Lord Lockswell. I merely run the family holdings in the City, but my thanks for your courtesy." |