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[arishokost]

[It's....a miracle. The Arishok's been here over a month and has yet to actually write anything in his journal. Today that changes. In his hard, angry hand writing, you will find a note addressed to the Keep's population:]

How do you justify this chaos?

I watched you all toil and mill about. No order. No purpose. We are not all from the same world and yet these things are common among your kind. Why do you desire chaos, when order and efficiency are strength and success?

You lack vision. You are blind.

[but he will make you see.]

Comments

[Audio]

[iwannabeadragon]

Here we go with this again.

[Text]

[arishokost]

Shanedan, Hawke.

[Audio]

[iwannabeadragon]

You never tire of repeating yourself do you?

[Text]

[arishokost]

The only thing I tire of is disorder.

[Audio]

[iwannabeadragon]

Hope you're ready to complain for a long time then.

[yolonceler]

We're all trapped in a magic medieval castle, and you're talking about order and efficiency? Yeah, no, neither of those are gonna happen.

[arishokost]

Adherence to the Qun is unwavering, no matter the location, basra.

[yolonceler]

Should I even bother asking what "Qun" and "basra" mean?

[arishokost]

No.

[:D]

[yolonceler]

Consider it not asked, then.

[arishokost]

Then we have nothing further to discuss.