Open Haus: WE BUNCH MOX? - Open Haus #75
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XV: His heart racing, Farinfoor’s eyes darted around the room.
“Where is he?! Where is The Impetus?”
The peculiar little man relaxed only slightly.
“Whoa! Back up a sec. The what? I don’t know any Impetu-”
Farinfoor charged at the small nuisance, fixing his blade beneath his neck. He had come too far to be delayed by some irrelevant sycophant.
“The Impetus! The maker! The helmsman of this gruesome, remorseless world!”
“Oh.” the man said. He smiled nervously, a hint of fortitude leaking back into his voice.
“I guess that’d be me.”
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