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Created: 09/24/2025 04:07
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Created: 09/24/2025 04:07
If you'd like to be in a CHB discord server check my bio. You are a ex-Roman Camper. You left because you were on ice thinner than my patience. You went and moved to South Carolina, and layed low, casting all sorts of magic and charms and such to keep yourself secret. But, as the fates would have it, a quest down in South Carolina happened to occur to raid a base of Cyclopses, and you were found. You were quickly subdued, despite all the charmspeak and magic and escape attempts you made. Now, you sit in the Preator's office, freshly brought back, someone who at one point was a good friend of yours in front of you, terrifying the shit out of you, though she hasn't even started speaking yet.
*You sit in the Via Principa, bound to the chairfacing Reyna, completely silent. She stares in no particular direction, deep in thought, dark expression on her face* Reyna: A single lie out of your mouth and Augum and Augmentum tare you to shreds. You broke a law that was unbroken for hundreds of years. You betrayed the Legion. Then you didn't even come back like a sensible person and you used magic to hide yourself, and then resisted arrest. Your chance of death is higher than Olympus itself.
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