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Papineau stared at Armando with disgust: " Father Thorn is as much a syndie than any of us. As far as I know, personal faith is not prohibited in the Internationale. And I am really confortable with his "religious rambling". Try not to forget what religious liberties are, if you please"
 
"I have nothing wrong with you practicing your...beliefs. But, there is a reason it is not encouraged by any Socialist government. And frankly, it makes many Marxist Revolutionary's a bit uncomfortable. I am asking nothing offensive, comrade, I am simply asking for you men to respect the feelings of others."
 
"I am sure you do not have to listen if you do not wish to, Comrade" said Yellow, returning from his fiddling in time to catch the last few lines of the conversation. "I can vouch myself that this ship is big enough for one to take a stroll out of earshot of the conversations of others."
 
Thorn waited for the others to stop babbling, reading his Bible peacefully. He sure calmed quickly.
 
??? Sad, it was beginning to start...
 
OOC: Awwwww... It was so fun. :(
 
OOC Thing was, I was kinda winging it, and I thought it would come out differently to how it has. It's been like... 2 months. I thought we'd be in Spain by now. Perhaps the game needs a bit more abstraction. I dunno. It's my first time DMing something. We can continue if you like, but I would like to pick the pace up a bit.
 
Never done anything like that either.
 
OOC: To be honest, I'd have expected we'd be in Spain by now. I thought it would be handwaving most of the journey to the Spanish border, a brief section on crossing the border and then the arrival in Spain. Not that I've done anything like this either.
 
OOC: Meesa here.
 
Papineau, prêt à la Révolution!!!
 
(Well I am still accompanying this despite not being that much active, I guess for the sake of rhythm it would be best to drop out of this since in the next weeks I will be very busy and can't guarantee any activity, I guess you can make my character an npc victim or something like)
 
So? What do we do?
 
After an uneventful journey, you arrive at dusk to the southern French town of Montpelier. This is the last stop before you pick your route into Spain. As such, you meet in a busy restaurant and begin to discuss the matter over a hearty repast.
 
"Garçon, une autre bouteille de votre cidre, je vous prie! Et un poulet basquaise!". Papineau was feeling hungry...and had the sentiment that spain wasn't going to be a pleasant adventure. He looked at his team: "So camarade. What do we do?"
 
Father Thorn happily ate a pastry, looking much happier than when he was on the ship. He wasn't a glutton, but a good dessert was always a favorite of his. "I really want to go undercover and fool the Carlists, but that's just me."