[Jasper looks at the pelts and furs spread across the floor. Firm sternness needles beneath his skin, emotions burrowing into his soul, his mind flooding with feelings he never asked to receive. He lays his hands within his lap and frowns.]
What they want is the same as most.
[He murmurs in thought.]
Control of that monolith I should wager.
[And what is that come the end of the day? Power. He understands the desire for power more than most.]
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What they want is the same as most.
[He murmurs in thought.]
Control of that monolith I should wager.
[And what is that come the end of the day? Power. He understands the desire for power more than most.]