"Why must we trouble ourselves with the struggles of the nuisances that are our crew mates? Thraxil believes that there is a greater task at hand. Silly quarrels frustrate Thraxil. Regardless he follows along with the gang.
The plainly constructed golem, of a similar size to the other but obviously lighter in build, climbs its way onto the wagon and receives barrels from Dellard. In hearing the other golem's dream, this golem begins to contemplate his own of recent, but can't seem to come up with an explanation to this curious manifestation of the Skycurse. "I wouldn't think much of it, it is most probably a preoccupation you might be suffering due to the conditions we've been exposed to as of late." The golem remains focused on its work, keeping its head down while it works.
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