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[ the feed starts to show a large, dainty looking man with large white wings peering at the feed before pulling back, satisfied. ]
Greetings. My name is Prince Reyson of the Heron Clan.
As you know, we have trouble lately with the breach. To ensure such a thing does not occur so suddenly, I thought about proposing a part-time perimeter guard of the walls. I think we would be better prepared should anything happen again.
Also, as I know some people were hurt or struggling, you are welcome to see me. I have the power of the galdr which means I can soothe one's spirit, trauma and pain. Should you have need of my abilities, do let me know.
Greetings. My name is Prince Reyson of the Heron Clan.
As you know, we have trouble lately with the breach. To ensure such a thing does not occur so suddenly, I thought about proposing a part-time perimeter guard of the walls. I think we would be better prepared should anything happen again.
Also, as I know some people were hurt or struggling, you are welcome to see me. I have the power of the galdr which means I can soothe one's spirit, trauma and pain. Should you have need of my abilities, do let me know.

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All herons possess a similar nature. I am the only one who is truly different.
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[To be all alike in nature... Amaurot values its cultural homogeneity and agreement, it's true, but there was always room for and value in the difference of personalities. A creative society would simply be unable to thrive without such differences; people all of the same mind create only the same things, over and over.]
To stand out in the crowd of one's own kind is a difficult thing... Again, you have my sympathies.
[That seems more genuine than his initial comment, at least, though it remains difficult to tell if it is entirely serious.]
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[ some things cannot be helped, like his oddity and his hatred for mankind, but he'd take that suffering over being the only one left. ]
But thank you.
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A condemnation from the lost would be worth hearing again, if only because it comes from them.
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Now it is myself and my sister. My father lives, but he is too ill and rarely leaves his bed.