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Thanks much, CoD, for doing this despite inconvenience. I'm glad a compromise was reached. And Garen, thanks for your literary input.
This does present an interesting situation, though, with the guards still in the camp without their charges.
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"What mortal feels not awe/Nor trembles at our name,
Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime/Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,"
-Aeschylus, Song of the Furies
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