[Unfortunately, Dastan only reads that very first line written by Lord Deior before he snapped the journal closed, frowning before absent-mindedly tucking it into his belt. Sorry, Deior, but he believes he has a way to fix this, and if time isn't on his side he has to move now so it soon will be. First objective: find the dagger. He certainly can't
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Eyes wide, she looked up at him with her mouth open, before speaking.]
A-are you okay?
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I don't know exactly how many of us there are. Perhaps sixty or more? No one has attempted to leave, as far as I know...I'm not sure where we would go, even if we could leave the Keep.
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So you think the world is truly gone, then? That beyond this place lies... nothing?
[Dread filled him. Anguish. Denial. He could still save everyone, couldn't he? With the dagger.]
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I think it is likely, but there are others who do not agree and suspect the truth has not been given entirely.
[Trying to be comforting, she reached out to pat his lower arm before continuing to write.]
But I've also been told that there are steps being taken to...save who can be saved while they try to reverse the damage as well.
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But how?
[His tone is so broken.]
What 'steps'?
[It wasn't good enough. The knowledge Dastan held about that dagger, along with his capabilities, was all Dastan wished to put faith in at this point in time.]
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