♚ beware of the false prophets

[toonurturing]

I tire as well as my children do tire of those who would disturb this place. Of the best of all time, of those who would steward you, of those who wield a shepherd's crook.

Sheep. What is appropriate for a time like this?

As well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb? There is a black sheep in every flock? He who makes himself a sheep will be eaten

Comments

[laszlo_jamf]

Shall I set the dogs to it?

They'll obey me.

[barnabasdog]

Hey! I resemble that remark.

[laszlo_jamf]

Down boy. Get to nipping at their heels.

Or do you like it better when I whistle?

[toonurturing]

Set them, Professor.

I've no love for these creatures.

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[sings4dragons]

And what happens to the ones that are sick, Mistress Sabine?

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[toonurturing]

I have seen other children offering them aid.

You must see they heed such.

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[sings4dragons]

I doubt they'd want to treat what they would think an animal the same as they'd be willing to treat another human.

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[toonurturing]

You will find those with compassion.

Even if they see only with cold eyes... an infection need be treated before it spreads.

[prefers_chess]

You expect people to catch rabid zombie sheep for you.

[toonurturing]

Yes.

[prefers_chess]

Optimistic, aren't we?

[toonurturing]

I have faith.

[srsbusinessk]

So you guys aren't behind this, then? Awesome.

Just to sum this up. We round them up, you end this.

[toonurturing]

We are not the perpetrators.

And yes.

[srsbusinessk]

That's comforting. So then there are forces inside the City that are outside of your control.

..Alright.

[toonurturing]

That should discomfort you.

[misterblackbird]

What about the people infected with the madness the sheep are spreading?

[toonurturing]

See that they receive aid.

[misterblackbird]

Very well, then.

[toonurturing]

Go forth, my son, and tarry no longer.

Though you may tarry if you wish.