“It does.” Hythlodaeus speaks quietly. “I find myself struggling to comprehend. Why would one have that which another does not? Are concepts not shared among the public where you are from?”
The very idea of such inequity is unsettling. His is a society that frowns upon delighting in disparity. It is a core tenet of their way of life, reflected even in their common clothes, the communal robes that he wears at this very moment.
"'Tis not a life I can say I know." The closest thing he knows to a fight between people are the debates that occur in the Hall of Rhetoric, and even then, they are not apt to get very heated.
"I hope that in time your peoples are able to mend your differences. Perhaps if they were to work together, they could provide each other with that which they are missing."
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An Unusual Arrival: Out About Town | with Fordola
The very idea of such inequity is unsettling. His is a society that frowns upon delighting in disparity. It is a core tenet of their way of life, reflected even in their common clothes, the communal robes that he wears at this very moment.
Why would it not be the same everywhere else?
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She fluffed up a little. Before adding, quietly. "Not here, either. It's fucked up, huh? But that's just life."
She looked almost... sad. "Havin' to choose sides. Havin' to fight so that your side isn't overtaken."
I am alive! Real life got a little hectic for a bit.
"I hope that in time your peoples are able to mend your differences. Perhaps if they were to work together, they could provide each other with that which they are missing."