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Tramennis, serious once more, with his fist to his chest, faces Ossomer. Rows of Jetstone archers stand in the background.|||
Prince Tramennis: Surely, you must have said that of Ansom a hundred times! How often did you rail against Stanley's dishonor?
His "loathesome, crawling deceit and cowardice," I believe was the sort of thing you used to say?
Tramennis speaks, smiling with one eye half closed, and Slately speaks grimly. Rows of Jetstone archers at attention, and shadowed forms of Unipegataurs are in the background.|||
Ossomer: I know little about him, to be frank.
I am told he is an instrument of Fate, the "perfect warlord."
I do understand him to be... unorthodox.
Ossomer straightens his posture defensively, justifying Parson's actions. Tramennis leans forward accusingly while demanding to speak to Parson.|||
Ossomer: Well, I'm certain he would not do so lightly!
Prince Tramennis: Then I would speak to him.
And have him give account of himself.
Let me judge him for myself.
While speaking, Tramennis leans to the right to see around Ossomer, getting distracted by the scene in front of him. Ossomer turns his head to look at what Trammenis is seeing. Tramennis and King Slately stand in front of rows of Jetstone Archers in the background.|||
Prince Tramennis: We will see if he is some kind of supreme warrior, Titanically gifted with the holy light of battle shining upon him from above... Or if he- |||