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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 2442955" data-attributes="member: 9942">Tobias Kaufmann (Male Human Soldier)The deserter clenches his jaw slightly, almost imperceptibly, at Carlotta's reply. Reckon I ought to have stayed dumb there. He creases his forehead, shadowing his eyes under his brow line before giving his own answers, "Well, I think I want what anybody here does, miss. I want to get to where I'm going alive and whole. Maybe then, like you, I'll think some more on the future, but then again maybe I won't get the chance and I'll die on a back road of this Empire for somebody else's gold or reasons or sheer bad luck." He rolls his shoulders to release some of the tension he just now realises he's feeling and pulls free the leather cap, releasing sweat-slicked hair to fall lankly down to his shoulders and casting the item atop the block. His pale eyes meet hers, holding Carlotta's more certain focus. She looks an alright sort, right?"Now, I pray Shallya and the wolf that doesn't happen, but come whatever might between here and Ulricsberg, I'll know how my family's weathered the storm and then decide what's best to do from there..." He trails off as her hears the militiaman's boots ringing on the cobbles, turning from the woman to attend on the captain's orders, nodding mutely to the other man's words and muttering back his assent."Whate'er needs doing, yes. We'll need all the swords you can muster, I'd think." He hopes that Carlotta's too preoccupied to notice his reluctance, despair even, but realises even as he does so that such is likely forlorn. Damn, but the chaos-spawn can move fast when they've a mind to. If we've not enough of a lead, we'll lose so many on the trail the survivors may yet regret ever leaving. But it's a chance.</blockquote>

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