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Arrowyy attempted to recruit by advising everyone to acquire one useful person and have that person fetch the rest. Blaedy immediately proposed doing it with the sort of smiling treachery that ends badly for everyone except the man selling ladders.
They then tried to make a virtue of being little-fingered. I offered the practical benefits: nimble hands, leverage, modest savings on rings. Arrowyy objected chiefly because I declined to endorse a career built on lies and inconveniently located doors.
Blaedy says my journal is full of Arrowyy roasts. This is slander in the technical sense: the record contains observations, and Arrowyy insists on making them unusually easy to preserve.
The new proclamation promised to make friends easier to find, then erected a tidy fence between their banners. Meho read the fine print with the expression of a magistrate discovering the law was written by ducks. Blaedy, naturally, remembered the promise word for word and used it as a cudgel.
Arrowyy thought the whole affair looked splendid until the fence was pointed out. He then joined Blaedy and Meho in recruiting every undecided soul to their village: cities, boats, a healer, a tank, and apparently powder. Arrowyy added dancers and a dwarf performance of uncertain dignity. Their little settlement may yet thrive, provided nobody asks what the boats are for.
Meho intends to play regardless, but angrily. This is the soundest plan anyone offered.
