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Message: <blockquote data-quote="cold1s" data-source="post: 2329431" data-attributes="member: 20792">Off Camera - Horben and 10 Buck Tom    Horben the MFKG Holy sits with his best friend and adviser, 10 Buck Tom, a relative of the Gnomish family that rescued him and raised him briefly (Until he became too large to fit in the tunnels at around 6 or 7 yo). The sitting room of Horben's modest home softly glows yellow with lamp light. Tom and rest of his adventuring companions are aware of the offer from Praisose.   When he can, Horben discusses important decisions with the bard.       “The big P said I'm the best man for the job, my biggest fear is that he's right, in which case I must vie for the post.” Setting down a stein of  Dwarven Ale, Horben thinks aloud: “None of our companions are too keen on the idea, even Alcar seems dubious of the offer.”  He muses, “Still, I think Inoke, Sybele are the most sympathetic to Galador. Lillamere will be fine so long as I do not threaten the barony or the Kingdom of Var.”    “Do you think the Tigress put him up to it, you know, to shake things up a bit.” Asks Tom,  popping a Gnomish root-snack.     “I doubt it.  If anything, he would have had a hard sell to convince her.  That she bought in on it is a good sign.  Convincing other will be tougher.  The acceptance process is likely to rival the nastiest torture chamber of Strogass.”    “I suppose, but if you accept and are accepted, this land will be shaken up.  What about Malford.”    There is a pause, while a servant clears dishes, and hands a packet of daily reports from the Hall of Healing to Horben.    When she leaves Tom and Horben each have fresh mugs, and a new bowl of “rootlets”, Tom's favorite evening snack.    “Malford has been incognito for sometime now.”  replies Horben, wiping a foam mustache from his upper lip. “That in itself is a concern of mine. Malford has been a great force stabilizing this region of Dorhaus, I don't know if his heirs are ready for the throne.  I hope we have no cause to test them anytime soon.  In any event, my political loyalties are unchanged.  However, even if I convince the king and his royalty of that fact, tension between the Crown and the Church are inevitable.  Not to mention the implicit loyalty I must honor to the Tigress.” The Priest sighs. “Both are typical rulers, strong-headed, and blind to their own faults.  A bad combination in neighbors.”     “If you win this post, you could see to your dream of uniting Dorhaus.” Suggests Tom.     “That is a dangerous and, I'm afraid, well thought point.” Replies Horben.  “Too much unity will shatter the continent.  A gesture of peace to one side would be treasonable to another. I have no wish to ignite more war. ”      A thoughtful pause.      “And I must beware of my own ambition.”    “The worst part is, I one respect I am unchanged.  I have two passions: healing and adventure.  Being bishop would interrupt both.”      Tom has no reply.  While his good friend is at least wise enough to admit his foibles when faced with them, he is also very stubborn.  Tom has no doubts of Horbens abilities as a leader.  He chuckles to himself.      “Stones?” He asks Horben.  “I still have a score to settle with you, about two games worth.”    “Ha! I have no qualms teaching you lesson, bard”    The servants are dismissed after another round of ale, when the yellow lamp light finally extinguishes late in the evening, it is Horben who as learned a thing or two about stones.  Tom leaves humming a self-satisfied tune. </blockquote>

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