>>5420398>>5420410>"How did you come to lead a Sixty, Ursanga?"Instantly the accent slips.
"Through plenty years' hard work, My Lord, an' the good graces of my old officer. Some'un thought the whip'd suit me more'n some'un else, an' I proved 'em right. Now nary a back's untouched lounges about when I come up, an' nary a man's in my Sixty doesn't know it. But they're far from th'worst I've worked with, My Lord, an' all of 'em worth 'eir keep."
He might have rehearsed that first line to himself in preparation for your arrival, but it seems he didn't expect to do much talking with you personally.
>"I believe it.">"We'll see. Show me.">"And where are you from?">"Remind me how many men are in the city in total.">WRITE-IN 