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Verza smiled as he saw Nienna take the third ring. "I think this is a good choice my lady." he said. he looked at the three ring bearers. "Now you all probably know, but if you show any sign of even remote corruption you shall be burnt at the stake..." Verza laughed trying to be a little more uplifting. "But if you do you will either be killed, or stripped of your weapons and cast out from us." Verza said.

Verza could feel it. He was now the leader. it always seemed he came out that way. He honestly didn't know why. It just happened. Maybe it was his need for order. Verza hated disorder. Even when he was a small child playing a game of manhunt, he always seemed to become a leader and coordinate the teams.

Verza looked around. Once again he would like to hear a say. "Who will oppose these decisions?" Verza asked. He once shot a look to Valinor expecting a couple words of complaint.