The Portside Embassy

[TheProphet]

"Freya, calm yourself. You know this work is not for everyone, it drains you. You cannot blame a young man such as Fuchs for fleeing from it."

Matthias leans in holding his hands up on the table and motioning as he speaks.

"You make this sound so grim. This is how we work, is it not? We are many and we are equal, when one falters another takes the banner and carries it. Change is.. Change means constant taxing work."

"Freya, do not make such accusations. We will not see Bundschuh turning on one another, not while my heart still beats and I draw breath. We can handle this peacefully."

He takes a moment to collect himself.

"I will not try to persuade you Freya, if you want to reveal this information to your old friend then do. If you do not, don't. I will tell you what I have done while I was gone, in time." His face turns somber for just a brief moment "It was a long journey."

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