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I don’t know you people. Not really.

[ Jake is seated in what looks to be some sort of a tavern, the walls behind him planks of wood instead of the stone of any of the castles. His hat is on, bright blue eyes staring out from under it, fixed on the locket. ]

And unless I’ve missed something, none of you know me.

[ He certainly hopes no one knows him – he’s wanted, after all. ]

But I don’t know these people who took us here, neither. And I ain't inclined to go to war on their word.

[ This isn’t a draft. It’s kidnapping, and while he has vague memories of having kidnapped before, it was never to gain soldiers. ]

Now, I reckon I ain’t the only one feelin’ that way. If I’m right [ and he’s willing to bet that he is ] and you ain’t content to sit around or be pushed into fighting for ‘em, then… well. [ Surprisingly white teeth show in a sharp grin. ] We may have some things to talk about.