To where do we wander? [O]

It was too full of boredom. There was not but one thing to do in that most fleeting of free time the Knight Commander had, and chief among these was to wander. Il Vaticano had issued to be on standing orders, which basically meant he had free reign to do whatever the hell he wanted. And since his Apostle was distributed out among the world, he was a commander with no damned army. Such a thing was problematic when trying to find an alleviation to his current condition.

There was a small village, settled quietly in northern Germany. It was nice, peaceful, he never could pronounce the name due to the overt usage of consonants but, he knew where it was and he liked it just enough to wander about the countryside to it every now and again. Tiny little hamlets were all the rage around these parts he figured, since there didn't seem to be a town of more than five thousand people within several dozen kilometers. He gave a few passing waves to people as he wandered by, no doubt a young man wearing a dress shirt walking into a small town was just a wee bit suspicious and out of place but, damned if he would let it bother him. Max couldn't even function without being at least a little weird, anyway.

Making his way into the small center of the hamlet and looking for that one little damned restaurant that made a smoked sausage that could clog an artery just by staring at it too long, Max wondered just what the hell he'd even do after having a decent lunch. Then again, that was something to figure out afterwards.

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