[--well, Bruce didn't mean any of that, but then again he supposes he should know better than to speak. Back in his own Circle the Templars had been strict too, although it had never been trouble for Bruce. He had always followed the rules. Back then, it all made sense to him. Now, though--things were different. That life was no longer his. It hadn't been for a good number of years now.
Bruce picks a couple more stalks of elfroot and tosses them into his growing basket, gaze steadily trained onto the ground.] I mean, you have other things to do, I'm sure. I'm just mostly collecting for when we need them.
[They have enough for now, yes, but it never hurts to have more. When the refugees come its always more than anybody expects, so its good to be prepared.]
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Bruce picks a couple more stalks of elfroot and tosses them into his growing basket, gaze steadily trained onto the ground.] I mean, you have other things to do, I'm sure. I'm just mostly collecting for when we need them.
[They have enough for now, yes, but it never hurts to have more. When the refugees come its always more than anybody expects, so its good to be prepared.]