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mustact[ It's early in the morning, probably too early for some people. Ratonhnhaké:ton has not yet slept, having recently returned to his lodgings after infiltrating the barracks of the Hand. Not that he looks any different. Late nights or no sleep is far from an unusual experience for him.
Though his expression is fairly blank, there's definite anger in his eyes. ]
I have just returned from the barracks. A troupe of mimes were held captive there. They were the ones who trained the assassins that attacked at Maximus Faustus's feast.
The leader was insistent the people they trained were not human. In a way, the mimes were also teaching them how to act human. They are capable of doing so, but it is not natural to them. I believe one of our own has shared a similar sentiment.
[ His jaws flex, his gaze flicking to the side as he considers his own words. ]
It seems the Hand is willing to use any methods at their disposal to accomplish their goals, whatever they are. Perhaps they should be dealt with, before something worse happens.
Though his expression is fairly blank, there's definite anger in his eyes. ]
I have just returned from the barracks. A troupe of mimes were held captive there. They were the ones who trained the assassins that attacked at Maximus Faustus's feast.
The leader was insistent the people they trained were not human. In a way, the mimes were also teaching them how to act human. They are capable of doing so, but it is not natural to them. I believe one of our own has shared a similar sentiment.
[ His jaws flex, his gaze flicking to the side as he considers his own words. ]
It seems the Hand is willing to use any methods at their disposal to accomplish their goals, whatever they are. Perhaps they should be dealt with, before something worse happens.