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In the midst of a field of Time ships, a man walks from nowhere.
He's swathed in burgundy robes, head adorned with a ridiculous headdress, and has the soft features of a very young man.
Yet he still manages to maintain an air of dignity.
His quiet voice is clipped and stern, his stride very near imperious.
"The statue is hardly a priority, I do wish they'd focus on…"
Quiet abruptly, his steps slow, and his expression becomes one of wary bemusement as he takes in his surroundings. Moments later, he speaks candidly to no one in particular.
"If this is an assassination attempt, it's very unique. Bravo."
He's swathed in burgundy robes, head adorned with a ridiculous headdress, and has the soft features of a very young man.
Yet he still manages to maintain an air of dignity.
His quiet voice is clipped and stern, his stride very near imperious.
"The statue is hardly a priority, I do wish they'd focus on…"
Quiet abruptly, his steps slow, and his expression becomes one of wary bemusement as he takes in his surroundings. Moments later, he speaks candidly to no one in particular.
"If this is an assassination attempt, it's very unique. Bravo."