Coriolanus
@HatOfDisguise
“…‘Aramid’.” Still glances attentively toward either down the tower interior, or outside.
“…‘Aramid’.” Still glances attentively toward either down the tower interior, or outside.
“Sleep-sleep first…” Queek puts the bottle of nameless alcohol nearby the knight. “But…horse-thing?” Queek looks to Aramid, ears forward listening well. “You call Queek by name. What is horse-thing called?”
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