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[macebronia]

(Phone, filtered from drones)

[Rider wakes up, feeling as possibly refreshed as one who spent most of the previous night drinking could be. He's slightly hung over, but not enough to dampen his mood

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[macebronia]

HAHAHAHA! Boy, of course he is dead! No one lives forever, not even one as majestic as myself. I cannot conquer properly if I am unable to yell out a powerful verse in the heat of battle.

[macebronia]

The words contained in it have a valuable meaning to me. How else am I supposed to inspire my army if I don't have the book to read? Can't remember everything in the heat of battle!

[macebronia]

Pretty sure! Sometimes I'd even have the book in one hand, sword in the other! Nothing makes the battlefield more exhiliriating than poetry!