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<span class="mu-i">The local Firewatcher raises on long, slow eyebrow and briefly considers if he should give the poor burning maskmate a hand by shoving him into the ocean, but, on the whole, given the highly likely probability that this burning man trailing a long run of foreign drugs from the pouches he has tied to the end of his practice sword is somehow related to the industrial scale sabotage that has just occured, it might be more parsable that he burns.
The Watcher turns one long slow half turn and cranes his neck to give Riv the once-over.
Sighs.
Shifts the grip on his spear. </span>
<span class="mu-g"> I actually really like you Maskdancers, but I suppose "not meeting your heroes" is a saying because it's true.
Breaks my heart, maskmate. Breaks my heart. </span>
