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First half of the Nefrandril Company is done.
”So is this a retaliatory expedition or a trip to the market for his nibs to pick up some local color?”
”Prince Tylani says that as long as we’re out here, we might as well ‘take the opportunity to increase our physical anthropological knowledge of local human societies’.”
”Bugger that. We’re wasting time. He’s madder than a box of spotted newts, that one is.”
”Some day he’s going to turn around and see you doing that, you know.”
”So? Piss on ‘im. What’s Tylani going to do? Exile me back down the hill?”
”Down the hill, yes, but not to Irunha. I hear Karn lost two more of her scouts. They were found nailed to a tree wearing their lungs as epaulets. There’s a career opportunity for you down in Bugburg with the White Company, my lad.”
”Hah! The daft cunt wouldn’t dare. My uncle back home would have a word with Her Madge, he would. Besides, isn’t that sort of shit what we have the Orphans for?”
[Sigh] “Yes, the Orphans are our ‘human relations specialists’. But I note that your famous uncle couldn’t stop you from being posted here. And you’ll note that there are a number of purebloods in the Orphans‘ ranks. Unless you want to find yourself grooming monkeighs, I suggest you nod and smile whenever the Prince decides to tidy up a battlefield.”
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We get slapped around, but we have a good time!
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