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On the other hand this does give me an excuse to rampage through Galt, so yay!
|Rae Alain Paight|
"A fellow Pathfinder in trouble? Of the Edge? We should make ready to go rescue him! Gamin! How are we for a road trip?" inquires an eager young man imagine someone akin to Jonathan Frakes sans beard.
From the hip of the well-dressed and charismatic performer, a metallic voice sighs.
"Rae, we're Seekers now. We can't just take whatever little mission the Society gives us, we have to do the big important things. It's a shame, I hope someone steps up to help the guy, those Final Blades are total arsewipes from what I hear!"
*Sigh* "Yes, yes, I'll be there for the Major. I will do my utmost to sway him from his current deviant path. In the interests of Liberty's Edge, it is best that we present a unified face, after all. It is my prayer that he will listen to those who are about to save his life."
Know when you have the best bargaining. It doesn’t always work with fools but it helps.
|Jamir the Whisperknife|
Colson dammit. Course am gon'ta stand wit ye. We all make our mistakes: burn a few villages near Andoran, join in with ol' Darsielle du Moire, etc. It's how wez own up to dem that makes a man. Or one offem watzamacallits...wimmen? Pesky brain-box not good innit.
And I yam purdy anxious fer stabbin' to boot. Heh, boot. Watta way to stab! *idly wiggles his blade boot*