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Message: <blockquote data-quote="James Heard" data-source="post: 4032307" data-attributes="member: 7280">Janis swiftly downs the foul substance, and after a moment's consideration gestures for another, and another afterwards."You know Arik, I never set out to be who I am. It was all about people like that bastard Mateusz pulling my family into every damned thing - making every moment at my home a little part of the war. Oh, he thinks he's being clever but he's stepped into the cleaver." Janis finishes with her second drink."I tell you: For every dead child, for every dark curse, Barovia is a bright place compared to the nightmare of my homeland... That dog out there, Mateusz, his people court the dead like lovers; you mustn't trust him, you see? I've been trying to pretend that he's only interested in stealing away few useless trinkets and then he'd be gone, but once he's through with you all? Barovia will be on her back for the soldiers of him and his kind, whether she likes it or not. And those soldiers will be harvested from the graves like every other soldier in the service of his people, and every woman and child they cut down will rise as another blade to hold at your people's throats. Janis says as she finishes her third drink, slamming the container upside down with a thud against the bar."My country...a thousand valleys just like this one, are no more, destroyed by the politics of each other, by the moaning dead of Mateusz's people. Even sunlight has turned into a horror there, a blight for ten thousand years...I should slip the knife in, to protect you all..."Wiping her face, her knuckles still white with rage, Janis shuffles off to the pantry to sleep, slamming a fist into the sill separating the two rooms as she passes uselessly."Some wounds never leave you... must be constantly tended to prevent the heart from stopping...Collapsed into the corner like a rag doll, Janis clutches her bloody fist like a child held close to her heart.</blockquote>

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