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- Yes, but I haven't heard from him in months. I'm worried sick.
- He's stationed in the old Ascalon settlement, isn't he?
- Yes. Last we heard, the centaurs were making a push down from the north.
- The next letter you send, tell him we're all very proud of him here in Shaemoor.
- Hi, Mayor. I was wondering—
- I also wonder. I wonder if we're going to make it. Some of our citizens have turned to banditry!
- Well, that's not what—. Hey! Where are you going?
- The mayor looks tired.
- He's got a tough job, but even with all the stress he's okay, right?
- I think we should keep an eye on him.
- Seraph Guard
- What level of insanity is acceptable in politics?
- All politicians are crazy. Just accept the fact and get on with life.
- How can we help him?
- Who?
- The mayor.
- Take care of the bandit problem and we'll all feel better.
- What should we do about the rodent problem?
- We took care of that already, remember?
- Sorry. I haven't been sleeping well.
- That's what I'm here for.
- You think I could do a better job running this town?
- One foot after the other. It's easy to forget the world's problems when you only focus on your next step.
- I'm not sure that answered my question.
- Excuse me, Mayor. I have a question.
- I'm sorry, but I have important affairs to tend to.
- Wait!
- Captain Thackeray must be dedicated to make rank so young.
- I know! Too bad he only has eyes for the queen.
- I'm not sure I trust him. He's too good looking. Too handsome, too slick.
- You would say that.
- Divinity's Reach sure looks beautiful at night.
- They must burn an awful lot of candles. No wonder our rations get cut short.
- I like seeing it all lit up.
- Do you think we have to go on patrol because the captain dislikes us?
- No. I think he just doesn't like to walk himself.
- Why do you think they hate us?
- Do they need a reason? They're centaurs.
- They must have a reason. They're not animals.
- Aren't they?
- How did you end up at the garrison?
- Just unlucky, I guess. I really wanted to protect the queen.
- We protect her city. Someone has to do it.
- Just not quite the same on this side of the city walls.
- Did you hear that? Sounded like hooves.
- Well, this is farm country. Probably a cow. Maybe even a moa.
- At night?
- The gate is locked tight.
- This rock in my boot is killing me.
- Are we still on for cards tonight?