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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tonks" data-source="post: 3073729" data-attributes="member: 42402">[sblock=Phoenix]Azot felt his head swim as he realized deep in his soul that the halfling was telling the truth, an impossible truth to be sure, but the truth all the same. Here was the birthplace of Sebek and all of the gods of Metropolis, the birthplace of the first street and building, the beginning of all things and now the beginning of the end of all things..."How..how can she die? I know the wildlings are savage bastards, but they are little worse than the skin peddlers and black lotus dealers who infest her. Where are the bright knights they sing of in the cities, those who pray to the gods of light? How can it be that the wardens of the Under world, have to save those in the Upper? How is it that you came to be here?"The flood of questions came unbidden, but here in the heart of the city for the first time in his life Azot felt humbled and small. When he had seen Sebek, he had felt honored to be chosen as a hunter and a bringer of justice, but here...here he felt like a tadling swimming in the sewer. Small and lost... [/sblock]</blockquote>