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[Leilan]

Leilan

"There was no other option," he answers roughly, then smiles wryly. Does it matter exactly how he never was allowed to fit in? The Tundra at that time was a pathetic bunch of nobodies, but the Jungle flourished, and without that equality, a colt simply had no purpose.

Even the Gates did that, makes him smile a little. It shows exactly what she thought of those. "There's a kind of freedom here that's different from the others. We're the Sisterhood and Brotherhood combined, but I agree that seems we lost our reputation when the world was busy fighting a Plague." And never gained it back, apparently. Not fully. "How would you go about restoring such lines? There's no mythic and non-mythic any more, and good and bad are relative at best." He grins a little - well, his versions of good and bad are, anyway.

"Hmm." Her proposal isn't bad, but... "Those divisions might tear up families, though, since the magic seems to alter us each generation - heck, each sibling even." he muses aloud. "The current climate-division is perhaps already the closest thing to what you propose, that keeps people happy. Unless that's not the kind of thing you're missing?" He smirks a little, knowing full well that she wants more, or at best something else, than what is - even if she were to combine the four kingdoms in exactly four or perhaps five or 6 lands, her problem won't be solved.

There's most likely more to it, and he's going to dig deeper and deeper until she tells him, no matter the outcome.

That's the one thing he's good at, he supposes. Annoying people.

I just wanna be someone
well, doesn’t everyone?

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@[Straia]