Level 7 - High Scholar of Slipping Logic
Cheka Man's original 30 Generals led me to thinking, and so I've a few more for the till ...
'So, my sisters.' I gazed out the clerestory window at the tableau in Court Square, and I made no doubt my gaze was as stony as were the rest of the Conclave. 'I see what you see. Is there truly no doubt?'
'None,' said Mother Arathena, with a bitter hiss. 'That jackal bitch has the true Sword. Captain Noran saw her hack through half the enemy cohort to reach the postern gate, and I know Noran to be a reliable man.' She swallowed hard, tearing her gaze away from the spectacle outside. 'But Â– but how? How was It found, after so long?'
'Lady's Grace, who cares? Dueled with dragons or bought it from a peddler, what boots it? The question is this: what do we do?' Arathena's mouth was set, at my query; she didn't know. Neither did the others.
Neither did I.
'All matter is made of six elements. The seventh element, work, fulfills the potential of the other six' Â– Liang Huou, Grandmaster