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un: raven master - audio | day ii
Good afternoon. As ever, we have scant time for well wishes and compliments. This is the Merchant. To those freshly in my care, I bid greetings and remain at your service. To the rest: your ongoing survival is a matter of celebration.
( And... incredulity, though he will not be the man to say so. )
I am given to understand you remain in — a part of Yancai. I speak to you from five years onwards. We have succeeded to break the time's weave for precisely one hour to allow this communication, after which I regret to bid my leave. Let us employ our time wisely.
My hope and concern is that, in your attempts to remedy the harms of this village, you will succeed, as you have before, and break the flow of time. If you do — when you do, know this: just as there are territories outside of land, there are those beyond time. Often, they are wastelands or exist independently under the rule of tyrants without reason.
( A distasteful concept to him, for how his voice sours. ) Many of Akhuras' least... favoured sorcerers were exiled in such pockets. I hold minimal sway there, past episodes of commerce.
( Hesitantly: ) If you arrive in such regions, seek out waypoints bearing the carvings of an eye with the sun for a pupil. They were put in place to return Ellethian trade caravans to their true place in time.
( And might, on this occasion, serve the party. ) If you do not break time, if you merely wait out Yancai's next transition and return to five years onwards organically, ignore my cautions. Either way: see what may be gleaned from this Yancai of old. I trust no village whose House of Commerce once dealt on friendly terms with the warlord Anurr.
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Disquieting thoughts for another time. There were more important matters in this moment. ]
Those of us who are, 'death-touched', will we be an added liability, in these places?
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He makes a note to talk to Wrath later.
For now, with this man, he's going to change to subject and hope he didn't just shove his foot too far in his mouth. ] Not important.
A different sort of question, if I may. You wouldn't happen to be in need of an extra set of hands, in the future, would you? [ Is he thinking of 'Jack'? Yes, he's thinking of 'Jack'. ]
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There is a young man here, in this village. He has abilities, but he doesn't seem to have anyone to protect him. Everyone seems to either abuse him, or uses his abilities to their own purposes here.
[ 'If this is sorcery speak, I'm not your man, I'm afraid.' The Merchant's words repeat in Lockwood's head and he realizes he may be barking up the wrong tree here. But ... in for a penny. ]
Look. He probably won't even be alive when time shifts again. He wasn't in the past, future we visited. [ That was a mouthful. ] But if he is ...
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Thank you, Sir. [ His tone is sincere and more than a little relieved. Never mind the fact that he's got to survive what's coming up, and 'Jack' has to survive what's coming up and the odds are not in their favor. Lockwood is going to think positive. ]
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