He takes the garlic and stuffs it into his pack, slinging from his back. "May death befall your enemies, noble warrior." A common Diarmidian farewell, but one typically reserved for respected brothers-in-arms. He started to make his way out of the village.
This encounter was serendipitous but taught him very much.
It may behoove him to stay here longer. If he picked a side in this civil war of andawarudo and won, he could gain some powerful allies when he made his move against Emperor Sadinoel.
The honorable warrior, or the one who promised him power...
More observation was needed.
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