"There's nowhere for me to go anyway." he said matter-of-factly. "Maybe our trip to Cyrodiil won't be like my first." he said with a smile. "Sitting in a tiny barrel for twelve hours isn't exactly luxurious."
"I would like to say good-bye to the others before we leave though." he said, glancing back to where the celebration was being held.
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
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