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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
9/4/2016 12:07:44 AM
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"Neither. My home planet, Prilion, had a program called the Paladin Order, a division of the High Empress' Godessguard. We were the most skilled mages in our land and our goal was to protect our land. Damn fine order, we were. Shame. None got out alive."
Sawyer stared longingly into the sand, his eyes dilating as he spaced out.
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"That's interesting... Wait. What do you mean none survived? Aren't you alive?"
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"Not to them, I wasn't. Damn miracle I survived the destruction of Prillion. To my once closest comrades I'm a dead man walking." Sawyer chuckled slightly, but still continued to look forward into nothing blankly.
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"That's... Bad."
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Sawyer sighed and leaned back, letting the rotting driftwood creak under his mask. He frugally takes a drag from his cigar. "Got any stories to share yourself?"
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"N-No..." [b]It's clear that it has quite a tale, but doesn't want to say anything.[/b]
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Sawyer laughed and nudged the shoulder of the creature. "Come on. Nothing to be afraid of, man."
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[spoiler]This is being revealed later, just so you know.[/spoiler] [b]It looks at him.[/b] "There is something to be afraid of."
