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One question, Durelin: Is the prisoner wagon still in close proximity to the army's camp? If so, Thrakmazh still has some parting words for the prisoners, and might try to wave down the wagon before they depart in earnest. If it is already too far, I might try to conspire a post below yours, so that it might not seem out of place. Suggestions? Opinions?
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"What mortal feels not awe/Nor trembles at our name,
Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime/Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,"
-Aeschylus, Song of the Furies
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