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Don't take that course. If you're truly completely torn, leave it to the gods, find your shiniest coin, and toss it.
My only request is that I be heads. But I would exhort you to make a decision.
Fair ladies, Mithalwen and Valesse, though I fear one of you is a sworn enemy, yet you have bourne yourselves well and courteously. When I return all will be over, to the doom of at least one of us and at most all.
It is with complete sincerity that I bid you a sorrowful farewell. The wolf too, for worthy enemies must be honoured, coward and recreant though they be.
Good luck and may the Valar harbour you.
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Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter
-Il Lupo Fenriso
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