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Message: <blockquote data-quote="stonegod" data-source="post: 3170924" data-attributes="member: 36973">As was his wont when times were slow, Anders was busy playing Conquerer with Zethil in the main office. Neither could remember who introduced them to the Karrnathi game of strategy, but it seemed to suit both their temperaments well. The problem was, Zethil had a way of droning on about news and leads that seemed to focus the gnome's mind while Anders just seemed to know what moves to make, turning most games into a draw. To the strange young man, the game kept his mind off of... things... he tried not to think of.Anders was focusing intently on the board when there was a whisper in his mind. window As always, the secret part of him noticed things he had not, and Anders looked out the window just in time to see the quickly falling form of the soon to be dead body.The game forgotten, Anders followed the others outside, gazing at the carnage with an odd sense of detachment. He cocked his head to the side, like a puppy looking quizzically at its master, as he took in the human tragedy before him. It always struck him that he could both feel sorry for the loss of life but also so separated from it, as if it was anticipated. Sometimes he had nightmares about it.The investigator shook his head, and looked as some of the others attended to crowd control. In a raspy whisper, Anders queried, "Let me know when the physical evidence has been gathered so I can do my work."</blockquote>

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