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"Tell me Mouse, are any of your gods benevolent?" Asked Arthur looking at the comeing platoon of armed men.
"Aye, a few." Mused the farmer with a grunt, "Why?" "Was wondering if you'd like to try and pray a bit. Get us some help..." mused the fox. "We ar'eady prayed Ser Fox." Chuckled the mouse dryly, "You musta been what they sent." "Your gods have a miserable sense of humor mouse," huffed Arthur, "Listen, admist all this trouble I didnt catch your name." "Klien," mused the farmer, "Missus' is Perch, and the tyke's Junior..."
"Well Klein, lets hope your gods' humor is only twisted, and not cruel" chuffed the fox, pulling his sword to bear and marching forward to meet the enemy flying a banner that was once his own.
"Look after Junior, Perch, " huffed the mouse, giveing a peck to the top of her head before marching after the fox with his pichfork raised.

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"Tell me Mouse, are any of your gods benevolent?" Asked Arthur looking at the comeing platoon of armed men.
"Aye, a few." Mused the farmer with a grunt, "Why?" "Was wondering if you'd like to try and pray a bit. Get us some help..." mused the fox. "We ar'eady prayed Ser Fox." Chuckled the mouse dryly, "You musta been what they sent." "Your gods have a miserable sense of humor mouse," huffed Arthur, "Listen, admist all this trouble I didnt catch your name." "Klien," mused the farmer, "Missus' is Perch, and the tyke's Junior..."
"Well Klein, lets hope your gods' humor is only twisted, and not cruel" chuffed the fox, pulling his sword to bear and marching forward to meet the enemy flying a banner that was once his own.
"Look after Junior, Perch, " huffed the mouse, giveing a peck to the top of her head before marching after the fox with his pichfork raised.