Ah it always comes down to math doesn't it. Once tis was narrative that ruled the earth. With grace and awe did it reign; its mischievous nature shown in its twists and cliffs, the purity of its soul shining through the poems of love and lament.
And yet it was not to last. For the algebra disdained the narrative, and plotted its demise. And on one fell day it sent two assassins most decrepit and foul : Addition and Subtraction.
As the distracted narrative contemplated proud speeches and glorious last stands, the assassins hand struck with the strength of mathematics.
The narrative with all its flair and elegance, was torn asunder and reduced to its Base numerals.
And so ended the tale of narrative, and the era of calculations was begun.
In short, aw fuck it, I studied law not math! I can't calculate for shit. Still, I believe the north would work better, as it's less likely to engender a war at this inopportune time. Also we may luck out on the rolls.
