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Characters: Dolorosa and you
Format: will match
This log is: open
Location: Fortitude classrooms
Summary: Troll history class may have cryptic messages in it.or maybe Ru is pulling your leg
Warnings: Dolorosa feels
The usually smiling and peaceful Dolorosa looks upset as her student walk into class. On the board behind her in her familiar is scroll is written the end of the rebellion? and every so often she looks longingly at the words.
"Throughout these weeks I have taught you about how blood color defines the class systems, how each color has a place in society and a role to play, and how not everyone was happy with these positions. Last week I told you about Signless and the rebellion, which I was personally a part of, but I did not tell you the outcome. Those involved were all close friends of mine, family even. I raised Signless, something unheard of in troll society, and on that day he was killed, his beloved Disciple went into hiding, his faithful friend Psiioniic was taken by the empress because of his abilities, and I was sold into slavery. I cannot give you a complete retelling of the events or what happened afterwards, as I was otherwise occupied, but I can tell you that rebellions never really die, they just get passed on."
"If your cause is just and you have those willing to fight for it, why should it not continue?"
With that Dolorosa ends class early, but she is there for anyone who wishes to question her about, well, anything.
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"That was rather anticlimactic," he comments once class is concluded.
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While the chest pain he'd had upon awakening had been steadily fading, he now felt able to move forward in some of his plans. Now, he cared less about maintaining appearances. Cared less about anything that stood in his way, really. The demon emperor lived on.
"If your opponent is willing to stop at nothing to stop you, to torture, kill, and exile anyone that possibly would stand in opposition, if the rebellion is not willing to take those same measures, it will fail. The strength of the conviction of the leader and his followers is completely irrelevant if they are not willing to do anything and everything it takes to complete their work." He did seem to show some experience in his tone, but his face never changed from his usual bored expression.
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