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All Pieces on the table, only one left...

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"I wonder if this was your goal from the start or if maybe it changed over time." Winthrope said as his tone changed, becoming slightly melancholic as he looked at his hands

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'His tone is as if he's narrating his time on war...'

"Within Resko's Elders, you were the youngest, and now, maybe even the most reputable one."

"To the youth, you are their idols, to the old, their hope."

"You delivered justice when they could not, you welcomed those from the outside in their name… You handled them as if you were in charge."

"You reactivated the Church, giving them the respite they so desperately needed, you… Made them reliant on your figure, no… To them, you're akin to the chosen one."

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