voice; un: homeros

[leitstern]

Hmph! Titles here are worthless. Futile, trivial words scrawled on parchment. Merely thinking of them insults me.

[Granted, he needs little provocation to feel insulted.]

Why do you regard their distinction as an accolade worthy of merit?

It has been most instructive as to the nature of your kind that you salivate like mongrels and chase subordination and not independence.

[There is an embittered sigh.]

Do you not entertain any notion of loyalty to your native land? Your eager willingness to chase glory is abominable. Hm. It is useless. You should close your mouths and remember where you come from.

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[leitstern]

[Well, that's plenty to take in.

It's concerning, really. He cares little for the man but divulging personal secrets? That's disturbing.]

Do you always share such intimate knowledge with strangers? That honesty landed you in peril months ago.

[It's vexing, honestly. Why is he even concerned?]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

And yet here I am, alive and well to tell the tale.

And no, I don't share things like this with everyone. Once upon a time, I hid it completely out of fear a mob with torches and pitchforks would try and tear me apart. But you were right. If we were going to move forward, one of us had to take a chance on the other.

So I'm taking that chance. And I'm flattered you took note of what happened to me, at least in passing.

[leitstern]

[Perhaps those people would have been right to end a threat before it begins, he thinks. Perhaps he would sacrifice one for the good of many.

Perhaps he would not had his life been different.]

Hmph. I was simply keeping myself abrest of the local situation and nothing more.