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You move toward the two soldiers. "I am afraid for our cause," one soldier tells his friend. "We should be spending all our energy fighting Lord
Dunmore and his army of British Loyalists. Instead? Well, look around you, right
here in this room. We are fighting among ourselves over who will lead the army
and who will lead the government."
The soldier sighs. "All this argument will be our ruin. Mark my
words. While these politicians sit here in the Raleigh Tavern trying to decide
something, Lord Dunmore will march, he will catch us by surprise and crush us.
I signed on to be a soldier and fight, not to sit around while the politicians
argue. I'm ready to march."
Where
will you go next?
