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[adhiira]

Jaded sheep do turn their eyes from heaven, their supplications settled in their stomach as stones. The wolf stalks amongst you, dark in its glee, and the grass has lost its savor. Ah, but therein lies the tragedy of it.

[She hums a brief, and melancholy note.]Come little ones, come. For this one has hands merciful and just, and would shelter

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[errant_angel]

Are these murders supposed to make the people come running to you for protection?

[adhiira]

To what would I gain, little bird, from plucking from them their hearts?

The lies, the secrecy, it falls fallow in the air.

[errant_angel]

But not their devotion. You said you didn't want that, but who would believe it.

[adhiira]

Petty and shallow are your thoughts for one so bright. This one offers protection alone, nor do I require favor for it.

[vaterunser]

Ignorant medieval reasoning.

[adhiira]

Ah, the white knight stands before the dragon, yes?

[vaterunser]

Are you really that stupid.

[adhiira]

Are you?

[axionestin]

Right. Who's going to be stupid enough to fall for this?

[adhiira]

The litmus of intelligence does not fall to a desire for safety, little lamb.

[axionestin]

From the likes of you? No one's that desperate.

[adhiira]

Not all the good shepherds watch their sheep so closely, or so well.

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[ceannairceach]

How terribly convenient for you to suddenly drop in.

Never a moment late.

voice;

[adhiira]

This one tires of veiled bloodshed.

voice;

[ceannairceach]

How reassuring, but I'm afraid we've all grown tired of it after the second one.

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[adhiira]

You desire a knowledge then, in place of a shield?

[wishgazer]

After a long time of waiting, some people have stopped asking their gods for help.

[adhiira]

A merit, to be sure, but this one wants to help.

[wishgazer]

Before it's too late, hmm?