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Myr listened intently, but did not contribute to the conversation. In fact, most people would likely not have known she was paying attention at all. Not that she was trying to mask her intent, merely that, perhaps as some byproduct of her training, she was able to take in a number of sensations at once, and pay them all equal heed. This had the side-effect of making her seem a bit out-of-sorts unless she bothered to narrow her focus to one thing specifically.

In truth, though she had learned much since leaving the mountain of her birth and descending to the 'civilized' world below, politics was still something that made little sense to her. It was easy enough to live in such a way that every person simply did what was required of them; why all the need for kings or bureaucrats or aristocracy? What about blood or heritage placed one person over another? The logic was simply too foreign for her to grasp as of yet.

They were interesting, these little tidbits of stories and past events that she was hearing. Some of them seemed more important than the speakers let on, others almost reluctantly divulged. It might have been fair to dispense some facts about her own identity in return, she supposed, but there was not much quite so engaging to report, and what was more, everyone seemed satisfied with the account that she was a wandering monk with a bit of combat skill and some medicines. As long as that proved adequate, she was not going to waste time discussing herself of all possible topics.

A question entered her thoughts, and it seemed that now was as opportune a time as ever to ask it. So, abandoning the pleasant silence she'd fashioned for herself, Myr spoke up. "You said this man is the last... what exactly is it that you intend to do after he is gone?" She had heard snippets of mentions of helping the country or something to that effect, but she trusted that Shadow and Kain insofar as he was actually involved were not the sort of people to take such a half-formed notion and run with it. No, chances were that something far more concrete was afoot than this.