Possibilities came in, and Therlion was fast thinking where to go. But he sat down quietly and started thinking about the man's last words. Not one of... who. He must have surmised that I'm not one of the Lord's men, and it was just his luck to see it too late. Why did he want my help? Did he want me to help in the conspiracy? Therlion turned to the guard and said "I wish to go back home, to my quarters" He needed some time to think before meeting Kalan later.
[ 05-25-2004, 07:15 AM: Message edited by: Bozos of Bones ]
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