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Drogue
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Omnipresent conscience
Oct 2002 time: 05:33
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* Drogue bows to the crown, turns and bows towards his defeated opponants body, and then wanders out of the ring, in search of his next challenge. Another trophy for the wall, perhaps? No, too much blood has been spilt, and that has tarnished the gleaming laquer. Perhaps he should sling up his sword? Yes, that is it. He would go to find his Lady, and relax, knowing that his work is done. He has proven himself in battle. There is now nothing left for him to gain. As he walks out of the arena, he smiles. For once he can truly say to himself:
"YoU're WinNer!" 
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