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THE ELDER's WISDOM [o, killing]
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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]The lioness arrived, flustered and distraught as she searched for the source of the horrible smell. Burnt flesh was wafting around camp and caused the young girl's nostrils to flare - upon discovering Irluuk sitting near the bodies, was prompted to vomit. Of course it was him - who else? Though Vader was also present. The child stared at her father uncertainly, her gaze questioning, praying that it wasn't him. The previous incident was forgiven as an act of self-defense - though she was truly sick of the amount of incidents piling up. Not every one dealt with deaths, but this one in particular disgusted her. Such a violent means of murder - even for Negan's guards. Alice glared at Irluuk in particular, though remains doubtful as to who had done it. "Was it necessary?" she questions, her tone sharp, daring somebody to own up.
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//track, debating on wether Attie should interfere or not
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//wait, those are Negan's guards right? They were brought in and are no more Windclan than an exiler if I am not mistaken
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Peter had thought that Negan was the Big Fish, but after seeing Irluuk dispatch so many of Negan's old guards like that, Peter went through a bit of a paradigm shift.
He went up to one of the bodies and shoved it and started to beat it, even though they were burned and dead. "Go away!" he screeched as he pounded on the dead flesh.