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[The camera starts recording, showing the interior of what looks to be a cabin, only illuminated by the glow of an oil lamp standing on the table. A (currently hatless) man is sitting in front of a large loom where part of a large tapestry hangs, using his knife to spread the threads so he can use them to weave them into knots and such.]

[He finally turns to the camera, calm blue eyes creased in a benevolent expression.]

You know, it's rather interesting. Some people believe their lives are governed by fate, and others say that they're free to do what they want. Some say it's futile to do anything, and others disagree, saying your can change your future as much as you want to.

[He turns towards his loom again, cutting out a troublesome thread, before speaking again.]

But what most everyone agrees on is that life is made of choices. You are where you are now because you decided to go a certain way, talk to a certain person, see a certain thing...

I believe everyone has a choice. It just depends on how you use it.

[And he smiles at the camera.] So, I'm curious, people of Vatheon...what sort of choices have you experienced in your lives?

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Even if such is the case... [He pauses just for a moment before deciding to actually verbally commit to the decision he's come to now. Especially after certain conversations with two of his friends]

I've decided to not allow what occurred or might have occurred back home to affect my actions here. [Especially as it seemed to him that to have what he currently did here was a second chance to have his friends with him without Company interference or duties. It behooved him to at least try to make the most of what he had been given here, since he could end up possibly losing it at any given moment.]

That's good. Coming here is like a fresh start. A blank slate, if you will. Nobody can judge you for what you did before, and you can start anew. Like a phoenix out of the ashes, so to speak.

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