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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BRP2" data-source="post: 3344875" data-attributes="member: 47499">(Sorry I've been out, I posted more information in the OoC thread. Anyway, I'm going to go back and edit this post and have it keep Charles up to date... might take a bit <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":P" title="Stick out tongue    :P"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":P" />)I guess I can't blame you. Yeah, I kind of was afraid to tell you.As everyone enters Charles greets them with a wave and a half-faked smile. When Sepoto enters, Charles sticks his tongue out in a playful manner. Inside however, Charles thought with annoyance, He's smelling me isn't he? I bet he's smelling me...Charles examines the room around him while old Goludov speaks. Deep Mist... they usually are not much of a problem. However, they get pushed around a lot by the Blackscales. Sure, he's says reconnaissance, but if the Blackscales are involved, there will be no one left to report anything.Charles winces at the mention of his past. If I don't say something now, I'll regret it... I didn't say anything last time. I will have to tell them all to turn down the mission. This might be out of our league. Some stupid common folk worried about shrimps like Deep Mist are not worth dying for. Charles takes a deep breath and speaks: I'm sorry, b-Charles looks shocked at Kaelen. Is he nuts? He of all people should-Charles bits his lip slightly, completely infuriated, Idiots! Kaelen has gone crazy, I think I saw him hit his head on something less than a week ago.. what are these guys' excuses?!An honor?!Real cute. We'll see who's "down" after we see those Blackscales...Charles drops his head. That's five of them. Just me now. Like usual. What happens now? I say yes... we go out there. Punch some Deep Mist, spot some Blackscales, and... build our own graves? If I say no... what? I get dismissed and they all die anyway? Damn the gods, damn them. Charles feels the room staring in anticipation. I hope I get killed in my sleep... I don't want to feel regret again."This is funny you know? Ha-ha kind of funny. I hope this goes better than I think it will. I trust Kaelen's instincts. I'm in, as well.For the rest of the conversation, Charles is a little spaced out. He is battling strong feelings.  I'm an idiot!. / This could be different, I'm stronger now, so are they... we could beat them? / What am I saying? I've seen mentors die in front of my eyes / We are soldiers... am I to expect that I would never face them again? That's stupid thinking. / They might not even show up. / What something worse does... / Man, if Brick saw me like this... he would kick my ass.He nods his head anytime he is mentioned and tries to pass off as if he is actively listening. Hmm, if I can memorize the map I won't always need it.Charles nods peacefully.If you insist, I'll take it. It might be best if I don't carry it while I'm alone howeverCharles finally snaps out of it with the mention of fruit. I should be dead anyway. These guys are doomed anyway. Nothing changes no matter what I say. Let the fates play their hand.I have a good amount of potions in my possession. I'm not sure how long it'll last me, but I intend on not getting hit. I think I have a better chance of poisoning myself. And about that map, maybe someone can get us a copy? Magically or otherwise</blockquote>

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