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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jon Potter" data-source="post: 1924400" data-attributes="member: 2323">[PLAIN][Realms #295a] A House Divided[/PLAIN]"You are mean, Grisham," Vade said, wiping his dripping nose on the sleeve of his new leather armor. He looked up fiercely at the barbarian, his mouth gaping in a savage rictus. "Why don't you just take your smelly ranger ass back down that hole!""Ouch!" the barbarian laughed, clutching his chest in mock pain. "You cut me, pee wee. Really."Vade's face turned nearly purple as he stared bug-eyed at the grinning man. For a moment his mouth worked but no words came; when they finally did, they were strangely calm and measured. "I wish that creature ate you instead of Feln. No one would miss you," he said, then turned and hustled off into the trees."And here I thought you and me were gonna be best friends!" Grisham called after him, laughing. Ixin shook her head of crimson curls in disgust."I'm going to go talk to Ledare," she said, turning to follow the Janissary's path."Seems to me she already said all there was to say," the barbarian muttered conspiratorially to Morier and Karak. The dwarf harrumphed and spat near Grisham. Morier's scowl deepened."I find it impossible to believe anyone here who says they didn't see this coming," the albino hissed. "We've continually asked Ledare to lead a group which she did not form, into battles she has not chosen, toward a goal that very few of us even understand.""You're the ones who thought she was up to it," Grisham said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "If you recall, I warned both of you. The tusker too. But he's the only one who took my words to heart.""Right, Grisham," the eldritch warrior frowned. "And what have you done aside from attempt to undermine and create division at every turn? What have you done to aid Ledare's leadership under these ridiculous conditions?""It's not my job to make sure she can do hers," the barbarian bristled. "I was doing you all favor, trying to warn you before it was too late.""A favor?" Morier snapped back. "You have held a prejudice against Ledare from the moment we encountered you, and there is no reason for it.""I think you've got me confused with someone else, points," Grisham countered. "I'd like her well enough if she were up to the task she's taken for herself. Her reluctance to draw steel puts the rest of us in danger at every turn!""Her skill in battle nae be in question, tracker!" Karak growled. "Her steel's been tested in the forge o' battle time enough for me!" Morier sighed."I have said time and time again that our group, when acting as a collective, possesses tremendous strength," the albino explained. "When we put too much burden on one link in that chain, it breaks, and the rest are left to strive as individuals against tremendous odds.""I'm glad we agree!" Grisham nodded. "That's my point, exactly. Wolves may bring down a bear if they act together. We've all got to do our part or the pack will suffer."Morier's teeth ground audibly against one another as his own argument was turned against him. Perhaps this barbarian wasn't as ignorant as he pretended to be."I know why I battle - I know why I have followed this group and this cause - but do each of you?" Morier asked after a pause. "Perhaps the burden of leadership might not fall so heavily on one person's shoulders if we each understand the other's motive." Grisham settled back against the side of Tarawyn's shack, lacing his fingers behind his head."Okay, points, I like a good story," the man said, his mouth set in a resolute line. "Let's hear why you and the dwarf, here, are out risking your skins. I know its not for Plonius; you've made that plain enough since we left Flavonshire. So why in the Abyss are you out here?"</blockquote>

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