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![]() He approached the militiaman with a nod. "Quite a character, that one," he said. "Did you really not have anything to do with his appearance here? He just showed up?" Falfen was enjoying the confusion the goliath's story had created and since he still didn't know quite why the enormous man had stormed downstairs so angry this morning, he figured it couldn't hurt to feign ignorance for as long as he could. He decided to probe a little further while he was at it. "Do you think he's here for this big meeting tonight? Any insight as to what that's all about? I was going to sell some furs and head out today, but I think I'll stick around."
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![]() "Hmph. I don't really like the sound of that. Nothing good has come of religion here lately. I was hoping for more of some news of barbarian raids that I could keep giant strangers safe from." At this he gave a wry grin and nodded once more at Bander. "I'll see you at this meeting then. Stay safe." Shouldering his pack, Falfen made ready to head out, but suddenly, a tiny woman leapt onto the table he had drifted near with Bander and began to holler about lotteries and sacrifice. The good mood that the giant man's antics had put him in dissipated in an instant. He frowned again even more deeply. This was the kind of thing he expected out of groups of people in this long dark and was why, on good nights, he embraced his exile. There was no end to which people would not go in the name of superstition and divinity. Living by himself on the tundra, he had traded the ridiculous passions of mankind for the cold calculus of nature. His pale eyes stare back at the halfling woman, as he closes them to listen again. There is no wind, no voice. He opens them again and looks at her. "Indeed? I am sorry for your loss. People can be truly cruel." He turns to Bander. "I do not wish to participate in this ritual, if this is truly what will happen. Surely the town's law will not go along with such a thing, though. Will it?"
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