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[shall_yield_us]

The same substance, in a tea spoon's fill is cure, in excess is... hmmm. Poison.

Well, Paracelsus be bless-damned, I shouldn't want more than a bite of you nomad tribes any-the-how. Unless you bring and maybe sing news, or blood offerings, or prayers.

But mostly news. Come, come, parasites. I'll take your news.


[ ooc: nothing past AS vol. 18, please ;; ]

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[rejoicing]

But content in their hearts that they did the right thing.

[ Yet to someone like him. None of those things bring him fulfilment. ]

[shall_yield_us]

You've died times enough to know that thought?

fml I miss the edit button

[rejoicing]

No. But as a priest, I've given many holy men and women their last rites to know.

/ cradles

[shall_yield_us]

I've news. It will hurt you, but pain is also its own balm, so listen well: men and women lie.

[rejoicing]

Hoh? Their mouths often lie, but the look their eyes is incapable of this.

[ he remembers quite vividly that the look of satisfaction of his wife when she committed suicide. ]

[shall_yield_us]

So a blind man tells me.

[rejoicing]

I possess no eyesight disabilities.

[shall_yield_us]

Shall we make a wager of it, then?

[rejoicing]

I don't need to gamble when it's a certain fact.