[ It doesn't amuse Athos but there's something ... almost fond in his tone. ] Truly, you would find good company with the other three. They were too. But what good would I be to them, Sturmhond? Pinon was like a poison in me. A poison that I am ashamed to say still ills me even now. I think of it and I want to find the nearest bottle and drown the memory out. It is nothing but a graveyard to me. I cannot give them good lordship when I am not sure of my own mind. I would have run them into the ground just by existing. At least left in their own hands they can make their village prosper, the way it should have been were things different.
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[ It doesn't amuse Athos but there's something ... almost fond in his tone. ] Truly, you would find good company with the other three. They were too. But what good would I be to them, Sturmhond? Pinon was like a poison in me. A poison that I am ashamed to say still ills me even now. I think of it and I want to find the nearest bottle and drown the memory out. It is nothing but a graveyard to me. I cannot give them good lordship when I am not sure of my own mind. I would have run them into the ground just by existing. At least left in their own hands they can make their village prosper, the way it should have been were things different.