OOC: Oops. Didn't realize it was my turn. I'm a baaaad boy.
Roland silently agreed that whomever tried to lock the tiger men in cages would have a job of it, indeed.
So, what is it you were wanting to do here, anyway?
Roland briefly considered telling his plans to the Eagle. He likely wouldn't understand. How could he fully explain that multiple worlds were hanging in the balance? How could he explain that he, the one unfortunate enough to be cursed with the knowledge of other worlds and cursed with the burden of finding a solution, must find the centrifuge of time and space to right some unimaginable wrong?
And how could he explain that the first man he had to find to point him towards this Nexus was a squat man who ran a circus?
Never mind. He would not lie to the Eagle ... but he would not tell him everything, either.
"I'm looking for a man named Fisher. Robert Fisher. He owns yonder circus, and it is with him I would palaver."
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