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Subversion - ... kur nubėgo? - 03-12-2010
Antonio sat down on the table once again. Vilkas propped his head with an elbow placed on his knees. In such position he spent quite some time until he has started to snarl something to him self
That's a dead end. Do I have any other choice? If I'll say no, I'll be left here between all these zoners who surely won't help me then I'll run out of money. More likely will sell me to my old ami hmm, nope, that word shouldn't be used any longer then describing corsairs. Such a long time. Heh but why should I resist. Who I'll be there even if they will accept me? Do I have a future there? No Antonio 'Vilkas' Devivar shall no longer kneel before anyone. They can continue to do it without me before all other minor groups. So much for an empire, rather guard dog who is woofing way to loudly. STFU, weaklings. They do not deserve to survive then, but I do. And I'll show them this. They will kneel before me someday.. someday.
Stars you'll be mine.
Vilkas kept whispering one phrase which turned into half voice after some time
- I shall not kneel I shall not kneel, not anymore.
After spending some time sitting on the table and talking to himself, or atleast how it looked for Antonio, he stood up and spitted out in laconic, firmly manner :
- Senor Wizard, when do we leave?