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Tales of Steam and Sorcery:

 201 Blackfire 667, Sun, 2nd Sep '12 9:08:27 PM from The Outer Limits Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Master of puppets, pulling your strings
Takei - Anilix - Late Afternoon

Warren rubbed his chin for a moment, thinking. He had suspected Varlam would do something like this when the boy dashed outside after the mob went by, but he'd been hoping that he'd come back with someone else. Having a Circite in the palace was bad enough, but smuggling one out of the capitol? Right after an attack? It was suicide if anyone found out. But on the other hand, it was a chance to do something, something good. Warren did not often get the chance to take any action, given the powerlessness of the government, and now this woman's life depended on him.

He walked over to Varlam and lead him a few feet away, for a moment. "I just need you to answer one thing." He said to him, quietly. "Just one thing; do you trust her? If there is any doubt in your mind... Well... I won't be going with you on that dirigible to the Border. You'll be on your own with her for at least a day. And if she is the one who summoned the monster then..." He trailed off, and paused for a moment. "It's important that you're honest with me, boy, and more important that you're honest with yourself. Do you trust her?"
"The enrichment centre reminds you that the weighted companion cube will never threaten to stab you and, in fact, cannot speak." - GLaDOS
 202 Firock Finion, Mon, 3rd Sep '12 3:31:07 PM from the Red Desert Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
Takei City - Anilix - late afternoon

Varlam thought seriously for a few moments, his usual happy smile going away temporarily. He glanced at Aileen, and considered how much he would trust her, how much he wouldn't trust her, and how well he thought he could escape another monster should the unthinkable occur.

Finally, he looked back at Warren and nodded, smile returning. "I trust enough for one day. If she turn bad, I'll work it out" Varlam said confidently. Slightly naive confidence, but still.
 203 Blackfire 667, Tue, 4th Sep '12 4:15:01 PM from The Outer Limits Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Master of puppets, pulling your strings
Takei - Anilix - Morning (Day Two)

In the wee hours of the morning, before the sun had managed any more than a few rays beyond the horizon, a small dirigible quietly sputters away from the Steam Palace, gently drifting into the sky as it propels itself towards a small town on the Anilixian side of the Border.

As their small craft floats up into the clouds, occasionally spitting out a puff of black smoke, Aileen and Varlam would be able to see the city as very few have; from above. It seemed as though anything could be seen from this height, but what they wouldn't be able to see is the growing stockpiles of weaponry and eager recruits in the militia headquarters...

They had a fairly long trip ahead of them, but if the nice weather held out and the autonomous navigation worked right — it was rusty and somewhat flimsy-looking, but it seemed to work fine — they might make it to the Border by the evening.


Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

Unfortunately for Weist Town, although the beast was slain and the weather much improved, the future looked dark and grim. It seemed that Weist Town was not the only town to suffer an attack, though it emerged in much better shape than any of the others. Many towns had been demolished and abandoned, with survivors from the towns that left standing recounting tales of monsters that were either strikingly similar to the one that ravaged Weist Town, or drastically different. As the messengers return, mayor Weistrand and his daughter are informed of the grave news. Many of the attacked towns say they'd like to evacuate their populations to Weist Town - offering only what few soldiers they have left to help with the fortifications -, or one of the small towns that hadn't been attacked, or that they're abandoning the Border altogether in fear of another attack. It seemed that, if there was to be another attack, Weist Town would be on its own.

But perhaps all hope was not lost; the damage caused by the creature was being readily repaired, and the fortifications were progressing ahead of schedule. People were scared, of course, but the Town Guard had done a pretty good job of reassuring them. For now, all Weist Town could do was stay vigilant and hope...
"The enrichment centre reminds you that the weighted companion cube will never threaten to stab you and, in fact, cannot speak." - GLaDOS
 204 Firock Finion, Tue, 4th Sep '12 11:37:24 PM from the Red Desert Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
Takei City - Anilix - morning of the second day

Varlam was in an even better mood than normal. The hospitality of the Steam Palace was so far beyond the standard of living that Varlam had been used to that he wasn't even sure what to make of it. There had been a bed to sleep in that still had all its padding; there was a full, if somewhat rushed breakfast; and since his shirt had been ruined in the fight against the slime, there was even fresh clothes for him. Fresh. Not only were they clean but they almost seemed brand new; Varlam felt spoiled just wearing them.

Then there was the dirigible. It wasn't terribly much by Anilixian terms, but compared to Varlam's original plan of taking a carriage, the fact that he'd get to fly to the border was like a dream come true. Unaware of the looming troubles of the rest of the world, Varlam awed at the sight of the city from above. "Is like looking at model of city" Varlam thought out loud, trying to pick out landmarks and places he knew.
 205 Taco, Wed, 5th Sep '12 5:40:32 PM Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Tsundere'ing
The Integral Article
Ferrus stood up out of his bed, and streeeetched. A few bones snapped into place, along with portions of his spine, skull, and jaw. The armor sat in the corner of his hotel room, Ferrus having walked back home last night. He dressed, simply throwing on another pair of overalls, loaded the armor into a cart, and dragged his armor out of the room, down the stairs, and out the door. He headed off to Weston's house, ready to get his armor fixed and investigate that creature some more.

 206 daltar, Sat, 8th Sep '12 1:00:11 AM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
Takei - Anilix - Morning (Day Two)

"Might be so... right now I'm just glad the city is getting smaller and smaller as we go away. The smaller it is, the safer I am" says Aileen... as she sits on the floor, wearing precious little clothes as she uses a pen and ink to etch little drawings all through her extended arm.


Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

And now, awake for more than twenty four hours, Rebecca continues to work tirelessly for the good of her town. Stopping only to sip a bit of cold coffee, the mayor's daughter replayed in her head her current list of tasks to do... speak with the guards, coordinate the refugees, send more emissaries, oversee the construction of more defenses and try to come up with a new weapon to deal with any additional monster attacks that may appear at any moment.

And that was if no further trouble hit them. Oh well, she could sleep for a week after this whole mess was sorted with. For now, she had to move, to get to the next meeting, to reassure the next local or refugee.

If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
 207 Firock Finion, Sat, 8th Sep '12 2:00:27 AM from the Red Desert Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
Above Takei City - Anilix - morning of the second day

Varlam was troubled by what Aileen said. Takei had always been his home, and while it was true he wished to go see Circium, that was simply out of wanderlust rather than a dislike of home. But, for Aileen it was different; she was from Circium originally, and he knew by the things he had heard from others that she had not been welcome in Takei. It was not any sense of loyalty to his home or patriotism that made him uneasy about his home being called unsafe; it was that he knew that it was actually true in her case.

It also made him wonder about the goal of his own journey. If Aileen had been so unwelcome in Anilix, would Varlam in turn be unwelcome in Circium? Thinking about it, he glanced at Aileen. "Say, is there..." Varlam trailed off as he noticed what Aileen was doing, and had his train of thought derailed. "What are drawings on arm for?" he asked, now interested in why Aileen was doing that.
 208 daltar, Sat, 8th Sep '12 6:38:00 PM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
Takei - Anilix - Morning (Day Two)

"Hmm? These? Well, in general they are markings... And their purpose differs a lot" Aisha said before showing her back to Varlam, where there were dark markings which were tattooed instead of painted "These are the more important ones... They hold my identity, my soul, my connection to my family, to my tribe and to my origins. There is a little mark for Circium a bit further up as well. These are things that never change... thus why painting them everyday does not suffice"

She then extended one of her arms, were a few more patterns were etched... some looked like letters, others representations and symbols "These I have won and marked during my life... they are my accomplishments, my titles, my contracts and my promises... And my friends. These are tattoos as well, though the ink doesn't reach quite as deep" She then pointed at the little drawings she was making, surrounding the tattoos and complimenting them "These are simpler... I replace them everyday or sometimes every week. They help me focus... and they also represent the hopes and needs I have for the new day... for the immediate. See the birds, the clouds, the winds? Those are meant to make our journey safer. These marks are also means for me to communicate with the spirits... It lets them know what I expect, it attracts those that might be of help and such"

If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
 209 Firock Finion, Sun, 9th Sep '12 1:50:18 AM from the Red Desert Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
Above Takei - Anilix - morning of the second day

Varlam listened to the explanation, moving closer to get a better look at the markings as Aileen showed them off. "So, is like personal records, but you can't drop them... Is neat" Varlam said, trying to imagine himself with such tattoos... And then remembering what getting tattoos involved. "Eh, I think I prefer record book though" he added, a bit embarrassed.

A moment of silence followed as Varlam remembered what he was initially going to ask, and his expression changed to be a bit more serious than usual, but still friendly. He sat himself down on the floor beside Aileen, though not too close. "So, is there many people from Anilix in Circium?" Varlam asked quietly, currently looking across at the opposite windows.

edited 9th Sep '12 1:51:26 AM by FirockFinion

 210 Blackfire 667, Sun, 9th Sep '12 3:14:25 PM from The Outer Limits Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Master of puppets, pulling your strings
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

Unfortunately, Rebecca's day was only getting more stressful. Later messengers, returning from towns further into either Anilix or Circium, report rumours of troop movements from both sides of the Border, with talk of an all-out declaration of war by the Circite Council of the Arch-Mages. It's currently unknown where or when the opposing forces will meet, but the news certainly isn't calming anyone.

One messenger even reports seeing more dark clouds over the Eastern horizon, though no-one else can confirm her sightings. Perhaps it's just normal weather...

The door to Weston's workshop was open, but Wes himself was out. A note on his door claimed that he would be back soon, but gave no information as to his whereabouts. Even if his shop was an utter mess, Ferrus should still be able to find some tools to start fixing his armour if he didn't want to wait.
"The enrichment centre reminds you that the weighted companion cube will never threaten to stab you and, in fact, cannot speak." - GLaDOS
 211 daltar, Mon, 10th Sep '12 10:30:56 PM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
Above Takei - Anilix - Morning (Day Two)

"Hmmm? I actually wouldn't know very well... not that many I reckon. I'm not the best to answer that question. I am from a tribe, living within Circium... but even to the rest of the country my people are... particular. We share magic and some customs... but it is a different culture"


Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

Just what we needed... More problems. A war between those two... There was no way the Border would not be involved. Weist itself... her beloved town belonged to Anilix in paper, though it had been a very long time since they had felt the influence of Takei. Now what? They got attacked by monsters and to top it off the idiot Archmages would force the President to send her and her whole family to attack the towns just on the other side of the Border? Those with whom she had shared, she had learned, she had laughed?

Would she see her dear Weist Town taken over as a command center, flooded with machines of war and smog, bullets and death?

Rebecca was mad... and in such ire did a crazy idea come through her mind "Captain, call my father... I have something to discuss"

edited 10th Sep '12 10:34:07 PM by daltar

If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
 212 Taco, Tue, 11th Sep '12 6:57:05 AM Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Tsundere'ing
The Integral Article
Weist Town, Wes' Workshop

Ferrus hauled his cart into Weston's workshop and set to work fixing his armor. He first went to work on the steam canisters, stock models that were easily replaced. As such, the knight simply popped them and their air lines off the exoskeleton, then started searching through Weston's things for replacements.

"That girl..." he thought aloud, "from yesterday. She—is she not mage scum? Why—why is she helping us? She is a Mage, with inborn talent, she should be trying to rule over us all! And I should be stopping her! She—she isn't directly Circite, that must explain the lack of evil! Clearly Border mages are less inclined to evil. Perhaps... Perhaps I should consider the Border's magitek—" he found a pair of undamaged steam canisters and a coil of hose. "—later."

Ferrus dragged the mechanical bits back to his suit and set to work fixing it, or at least the steam supply. There was more than just the steam lines to fix, for sure.

 213 Firock Finion, Wed, 12th Sep '12 3:45:10 AM from the Red Desert Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
Above Takei - Anilix - morning of the second day

"Really? So, not all Circium people like you?" Varlam asked, a bit rhetorically. "Interesting. What can you tell me about other Circium people?" he continued, glancing over at the autonomous navigation machine at the front of the craft.
 214 Blackfire 667, Fri, 14th Sep '12 3:23:18 PM from The Outer Limits Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Master of puppets, pulling your strings
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

The captain wasted no time in tracking down Rebecca's father and directing him over to her. He could tell that she had something important to say...

Weston and Selia, meanwhile, were on their way back to town. Leaving the town was discouraged, to say the least, by the guards, but they insisted and were eventually let out. It wasn't long before they were back in town, with a pair of mud-caked shoes being gingerly held by Selia. "Thanks again for helping me find these, Wes. I've only got a few pairs of shoes, and loosing these would have been a shame" She said, as they passed through the newly-created barricade. "Oh, yeah, of course!" He said. "I just, you know, didn't think you should be out there alone. Because it's dangerous, and stuff." He said, absently.

Selia just smiled. Given that all he'd brought with him was an old, slow-to-reload pistol, she was arguably in a better position to protect him than he was to protect her. But it was a sweet gesture nonetheless. "Well, I should probably go clean these." She said, as they reached his workshop. "I'll see you in a bit." And with that, she headed off. He watched her leave for a moment, inwardly sighed, and entered his workshop.

Much to his surprise, Ferrus was already in there, busily working away. "Well, make yourself at home." He said, somewhat sarcastically, as he entered and left the door open behind him. "This stuff's not cheap, you know... I have to buy or make it myself!"
"The enrichment centre reminds you that the weighted companion cube will never threaten to stab you and, in fact, cannot speak." - GLaDOS
 215 Taco, Sat, 15th Sep '12 9:18:31 AM Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Tsundere'ing
The Integral Article
Ferrus didn't look up as Weston entered, still busy wrenching a pipe together. "Yeah. Yeah. Uhm. Here, how much for the steam canisters, about four feet of hose, and some plating? Will keeping a dread beast from destroying your fair maiden cover some of that?" The last part was said completely unironically, as if Ferrus was a legitimate knight or something.

 216 daltar, Sun, 16th Sep '12 11:49:18 AM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
Above Takei - Anilix - Morning (Day Two)

"More... civilized, I guess they would say. They are a nation, like and unlike yours. Big cities, magic... domesticated, tamed, designed and studied. It is a different path from that of my tribe. There are so many of them... in numbers there is their strength. So much knowledge gets archived, worked and built upon... though sometimes I wonder how much is lost when you base your knowledge so much on things you did not discover for yourself" said the tribeswoman from Circium, getting a bit lost in her train of thought.


Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

Rebecca then, for the first time in hours let herself sit down for a moment, gathering her thoughts and giving her exhausted mind time to rest as she waited for her father.

If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
 217 Blackfire 667, Thu, 20th Sep '12 7:29:07 PM from The Outer Limits Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Master of puppets, pulling your strings
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

Mayor Weistrand was a busy man, especially given the trouble his fair town had suffered so recently. There were resources to manage, people to instruct and reassure... But at the same time, he knew better than to keep his daughter waiting. When ideas came to her and sparked her passion, he found that there was often very little that could stand in her way. And given that the police captain told him that her message was urgent, he thought it best that he speak to her quickly.

"We haven't much time, " He said, as he entered her workshop, ever stalwart and calm in the face of adversity - keeping a stiff upper lip, as it were. "What's this idea of yours?"


Things had been so hectic since the creature's attack, Weston had almost forgotten what a large role Ferrus had played in defending the town. He muttered something under his breath and said "You know... Nevermind... Stick around, and we'll say that today's repair job is on the house." He went to fetch his toolbox from under a pile of debris and discarded plans, begging work on the opposite side of the armour. "But just today's! I honestly can't afford any more than that."
"The enrichment centre reminds you that the weighted companion cube will never threaten to stab you and, in fact, cannot speak." - GLaDOS
 218 Taco, Sat, 22nd Sep '12 10:52:11 AM Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Tsundere'ing
The Integral Article
"Oh, that will be more than enough." said Ferrus happily, fastening the final few screws on the steam lines before grabbing a hammer and bangin the chestpiece into shape again. "I was going to—"BANG!"—get out of your hair—"BANG!"—today. I intend to head to Circium and tell them of the beast we fought—"BANG!''"—they deserve to know that someone is trying to imitate their inimitable evil—" he stopped, stared, remembered Weston's girlfriend was a mage. "—er, start a war between them and Anilix. I have papers already prepared, and a permit for the armor and sword. Barring major quarantines, emergencies, or wars, I expect a smooth passage to the Capital. Perhaps the Mayor could provide an official letter to deliver to provide some legitimacy to the report."

 219 daltar, Sat, 22nd Sep '12 7:17:20 PM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

"Father, by now you must have heard of Circium declaring war. Weist Town... no, the entire Border needs to take a stance about this. If they decide to fight they will tear our communities apart, use our towns as battlegrounds, take the food from our citizens, pit neighbor against neighbor... No matter the outcome, the Border is doomed from the very beginning of the War. We must put a stop to this" says Rebecca as soon as she listens to her father.
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
 220 Firock Finion, Sun, 23rd Sep '12 12:59:00 AM from the Red Desert Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
Above Takei - Anilix - morning of the second day

"Hmm, does not sound like Circium I've heard of" Varlam mentioned, thinking of all the propaganda that painted Circium as a dangerous jungle filled with backwards, witchcraft practicing savages. "Seems lots of people say things wrong. I see for myself!" he went on confidently, standing up off the floor and clenching his fist in front of himself.

Varlam then blinked a couple times as he looked out one of the windows, having momentarily forgotten where they were. "But right now... Good view" Varlam said happily, walking over to the other side of the craft and looking out to see where they were now.
 221 Blackfire 667, Tue, 25th Sep '12 9:16:47 PM from The Outer Limits Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Master of puppets, pulling your strings
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

"Stop Circium and Anilix?" Said Mayor Weistrand, rather startled by what his daughter seemed to be proposing. "As much as I would like to preserve the peace and this town along with it, I doubt we could do anything against the vast resources of the two nations. We're still repairing our homes, after all..."


"That sounds like madness!" Shouted Weston, over the noise. "Even with permits, I doubt they'll like you any more than you like them. What makes you think they'll let you in, regardless of the paperwork?" He'd had to pause a few times as he was interrupted by the clanging of the hammer against Ferrus' armour. "Besides, Weist Town in technically on Anilix's side of the Border. I doubt a letter from the mayor would help." Weston began to wonder if he should invest in a new hammer; the one Ferrus was using had been neglected for quite some time, given that Weston's Magi-Tech experiments were often rather temperamental machine, and thus, usually too delicate for a hammer. I should probably get around to fixing my Amplifier... He thought, idly.
"The enrichment centre reminds you that the weighted companion cube will never threaten to stab you and, in fact, cannot speak." - GLaDOS
 222 Taco, Wed, 26th Sep '12 2:06:58 PM Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Tsundere'ing
The Integral Article
"Because they will have no choice!" Ferrus replied, setting down his hammer. "There's a few things everyone knows about Circium, but what is their most well-known trait?"

He grinned and leaned forward. "Law. Circium rules with an iron fist, they love their laws. What right have they to stop me if every form, every paper, every single bureaucratic field has been completed with the utmost truth, accuracy, and recognition? It would be hypocrisy and greater madness than my own for them to disallow me from entering."

Ferrus began gesticulating wildly as he socketed new pipes onto the armor's exhaust, now emphatically making a point as the repairs neared completion. "Weist Town may be on Anilixian soil, but it is no more a part of Anilix than any other Border town; does Weist Town's location make your magically-powered girlfriend a traitor to her blood and a traitor to Circium? I should think not! Thus you see why Weist Town's sovereignty provides credibility to any papers, correct?"

edited 26th Sep '12 2:07:53 PM by Taco

 223 daltar, Tue, 2nd Oct '12 4:10:26 PM from the fantasy of green. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: All is for my lord
The Maid
"Indeed... I do guess it is a nice a scenery" says the Circium woman as she tries to capture a bit of it on the design on the back of her arm.


"We cannot stay idle on this, Father! The entire Border... we are not only part of Circium and Anilix. Will you have our militia march against kind mayor Amanda? Against our old friend, Eirentar? Will you have us turn our weapons against those who live an imaginary line on the ground away? What about me, father? What about my studies in magic? Will I too be put on trial and secured by our Anilixian Government for my search of knowledge?"

"I have friends on the other side... Friends that are no different from me and that I know are of Circium just in passing. Just because the Archmages decided to wage war we shouldn't fight among ourselves... shouldn't have our Border become a battle ground. Whatever happens, the Border must stand united. Call upon the Mayors, call upon the city leaders. Whatever happens, we must decide together what is to come"

If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
 224 Blackfire 667, Sun, 7th Oct '12 4:18:05 PM from The Outer Limits Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Pining for the fjords
Master of puppets, pulling your strings
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two)

"She's not my-!" Weston blurted out, without thinking. 'I mean, she... Well, I... We... Uh..." He soon trailed off, and decided to change the subject before he embarrassed himself any further. "Anyway, no, I don't see why Weist Town would be helpful to your insane mission." He stood up and brushed some soot off himself. He may be a dogma-spouting madman, but Weston could see that Ferrus was undeniably skilled with repairs. Or, at least, that he knew his way around the suit of armour he'd built for himself. "None of the Mainlanders have ever been to Border, and if they have, they're probably not in any kind of important position. Circite, Anilixian, whatever; if they've never been to Border, chances are they don't know a damn thing about the lives we've built here, together." Weston takes off his gloves and puts them aside.

"I mean, did you know that mages and mechanics lived side-by-side in this town before you got here? Had it ever even occurred to you that maybe... We could all just... Be friends..." His mind wandered briefly as he paused for a moment. "So far as Acetus and Takei are concerned, the entirety of Circium and Anilix are just like them, and the Border is just an invisible line that separates them..." He sighed and took off his goggles. "Looks like your machine's all fixed. I don't have much in the way of oils or fuel around here, they're even more expensive than most parts, so if you need any I can't foot the bill for you..."


The mayor sighed. This was turning out to be a difficult discussion. He didn't want this war any more than his daughter did, but he didn't share he idealism. "Of course we would never march on our neighbours, Rebecca. Just because Takei wants to go to war, doesn't mean we have to join them." He said, attempting to placate her. "But even if half the other towns within a day's reach of here weren't in worse shape than us, even if we united ever city on the Border under one banner, that still wouldn't be nearly enough to stand up to either Circium or Anilix, much less both at once." He considered, momentarily, that perhaps he was being somewhat defeatist, but quickly reaffirmed to himself that his outlook was far more realistic than his daughter's. "I'm sorry, Rebecca. I don't want anything to happen to Weist Town - or any Border town - either, but there's simply nothing we can do!"
"The enrichment centre reminds you that the weighted companion cube will never threaten to stab you and, in fact, cannot speak." - GLaDOS
 225 Taco, Sun, 7th Oct '12 5:11:10 PM Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Tsundere'ing
The Integral Article
"No need, the armor is highly fuel-efficent!" Ferrus explained to Weston. "But anyway, what do we do, then? The way you say it you seem fairly interested in just letting the war happen, despite the fact that we saw first hand that that creature is a terrible attempt at framing Circium! You—you think that, even if war breaks out, Border will be untouched?" Ferrus walked right up to Weston, pressing further in the argument and in physical space. "If we don't do something, nobody will. If you have a better idea on how to stop a war, you tell me."

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