[He listened as the man babbled on like a waterfall. Strange that a priest would be found at a bar, drunk on top of that. But he supposed not all religions followed the standards of Halonic clergy. He gave no reply, merely let the ramblings of the priest stir about in his mind.
He ends one war, only to be tossed into another. It was his luck, after all. He supposed there was no better way about it, if there was one thing he was skilled at, it was fighting. It was foolish to think he could escape his calling.
A moment later he turned to say something, his thoughts distracting him from the priest's escape, but he was long gone. Estinien left with his questions and ale, but he supposed it was better that way.]
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He ends one war, only to be tossed into another. It was his luck, after all. He supposed there was no better way about it, if there was one thing he was skilled at, it was fighting. It was foolish to think he could escape his calling.
A moment later he turned to say something, his thoughts distracting him from the priest's escape, but he was long gone. Estinien left with his questions and ale, but he supposed it was better that way.]