Xystos got up from his corner seat, much to the surprise of everyone else, as he had not moved at all since he entered the briefing room. The others were a bit put off by his physical appearance, but were calmed by his demure actions. He picked up his staff and used it as a walking stick like he...
Benoit sat silently on the end of the bench. Damned Britons, all of them overconfident and self righteous.
He decided to speak up. "As long as I can do my job, and you all do yours, this job should be quick and easy."
Benoit sat on the boat looking at the English women on the second bench. "Quiet are we? May English is not so good, but I can talk, what are your names, Mademoiselles?"
I am really interested in this, but I'm pretty busy. Hold me a spot for now, please, and I'll might put something up later.
Question: Are the gods existence confirmed or just totally accepted?
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