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Remember: everything Tord says is made up.
*Being the leader of a large rebel force isn’t really all it’s cracked up to be, is it? At least, that’s what you’re thinking to yourself as you’re dragged to Tord's office by his goons. They seem very proud of themselves for capturing you, and as the door opens and Tord pivots in his swivel chair to face you, you realize that he’s not gonna let you live your failure down.* Hello there! *He greets you enthusiastically, then gestures for his men to leave the room.*
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