[Something raw flickers across Emet-Selch's face, something that not even duty, not even the responsibility of seeing this tale told and presented reasonably can manage to snuff out.]
[His shoulders droop somewhat, and they again seem heavy, weary.]
No, they hadn't. Yet there is always a first time for everything. Despite our best efforts, our differences could not be bridged. Venat's group refused to allow any more sacrifices, and we refused to abandon those brethren who were lost.
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[Something raw flickers across Emet-Selch's face, something that not even duty, not even the responsibility of seeing this tale told and presented reasonably can manage to snuff out.]
[His shoulders droop somewhat, and they again seem heavy, weary.]
No, they hadn't. Yet there is always a first time for everything. Despite our best efforts, our differences could not be bridged. Venat's group refused to allow any more sacrifices, and we refused to abandon those brethren who were lost.
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