[The whole situation is odd. How did he get here? Where is he? Percival doesn't know, and it looks like moving forward is the only way to get answers.
And, well. He knows a thing or two about portraits on a wall. So he'll walk down the hall and look at them each. A man celebrating his triumphs... And again in Phoenix colors, but he's certain he hasn't seen this man there.]
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And, well. He knows a thing or two about portraits on a wall. So he'll walk down the hall and look at them each. A man celebrating his triumphs... And again in Phoenix colors, but he's certain he hasn't seen this man there.]
Who are you....