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[deschainofka]

[There's a crash of gunfire in the distance. Then another. And another

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[tis_allgood]

[drawn by the sound of gunfire... approaching cautiously]

[deschainofka]

[Nods]

Then how long have you been here?

[tis_allgood]

Many months. Near a year, now.

[deschainofka]

What kind of a place is it?

[tis_allgood]

An encampment of people from all over many worlds. 'Tis a dangerous place sometimes, but nothing you could not handle, Gunslinger.

[deschainofka]

But we cannot leave?

[tis_allgood]

Nay, not of our own will.

I have tried.

[deschainofka]

I don't doubt it.

...so much for the western shores.

[tis_allgood]

There is so much to discuss. Shame Alain has wandered off, but he will return, he is like to feel you here more than I could.

[deschainofka]

Much to discuss indeed.

[Now there's a thought that hadn't occurred to him - he can keep what happened at Jericho Hill a secret from Cuthbert if he wants to, but can he keep it from Alain?]

[tis_allgood]

We should palaver later.

How much have you seen of the Camp?

[deschainofka]

Not enough. And still, 'tis too much for my tastes.

The woods. I skirted around the lake. I've not been here long.

[tis_allgood]

There are wonders here... things I did not believe until I saw them.

[deschainofka]

What wonders?

[tis_allgood]

A house made of glass, a whole room of nothing but books.

[deschainofka]

Wonders indeed.