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Pakitsk wrote:

Martis looks around in a frenzy until he sees the dragon looking at him. After a couple seconds of staring, he recovers his composure and points out his clan's crest, emblazoned on his robe's shoulders. "Hail, spirit! I am Martis of clan Avēlsk. I hail from the steppe-city of Võlatsk, in the realm of the Grand Ataman Iàsõtsk Pârkóv, lord of all the steppe and servant of Ademar. I come at his order, to learn of the Brethren and their ways. Know you where I may find a priest of the Brethren?" That this information was to be used in future campaigns of conquest or conversion was totally out of his mind; Martis was thinking only of his orders and of the wind-spirits all around him. His speech lapses into the eloquent but complicated dialect used by the nomads before he quickly remembers a few words of his shipmates' speech. "I search Brethren. See you them?"

He sort of wishes he'd paid more attention to them.

She stares at him for a long moment, blinking three pairs of eyes in turn and wondering why foreigners insist on being so bizarre. Well if you're looking for Brethren, you've come to the right place; we're all around you. My name is Asp, I'm one of the Brethren and I can take you to a priest. She's not speaking the language of the steppes, or any language really, but it might seem that way as the telepathic messages are parsed in Martis' head.

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A few "he"s too many to be charming, a few too short to be considered mad.

boy, I've been away for far too long

Hello, I'm back!

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Hail The Sovereign East Pacific!

Brethren wrote:

She stares at him for a long moment, blinking three pairs of eyes in turn and wondering why foreigners insist on being so bizarre. Well if you're looking for Brethren, you've come to the right place; we're all around you. My name is Asp, I'm one of the Brethren and I can take you to a priest. She's not speaking the language of the steppes, or any language really, but it might seem that way as the telepathic messages are parsed in Martis' head.

Oh, thank Ademar, the first person he meets is part of the Brethren. He had been worried that it would take days of searching for remote monasteries, or worse, more sea travel. "Thank you, great spirit. If you could lead me to a priest of the Brethren, I would be much in your debt; and if we might go with speed, I would be even more indebted. I am no traveler, and I yearn greatly for my homeland. Let us go!" When he finishes speaking, Martis starts jotting notes in the notebook before looking up suddenly.

"You would not happen to recognize the name Galus Wind-Rider, would you, wind-spirit?" It was a long shot, but if this spirit was the same that had aided that hero of legend, it would perhaps be easier to explain Ademar's message.

Aivintis wrote:

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Hail The Sovereign East Pacific!

I love democracy.

How do you do, fellow windows?

Open or closed, glassed or not, I am accepting of all.

Stellar Colonies wrote:

How do you do, fellow windows?

Open or closed, glassed or not, I am accepting of all.

I'm stained glass.

The Atlae Isles wrote:

I'm stained glass.

Oh no, I missed one!

I swear I’m not stainist!

The Atlae Isles wrote:

I'm stained glass.

Get the f*** out

Oh my freaking goodness.

WHY DO YOU ALL HAVE CREDIT CARD FLAGS

The great imperial states of america wrote:

Oh my freaking goodness.

WHY DO YOU ALL HAVE CREDIT CARD FLAGS

Why don't you?

The great imperial states of america wrote:

Oh my freaking goodness.

WHY DO YOU ALL HAVE CREDIT CARD FLAGS

We're windows.

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"Windows Defender."

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#WindowsDefenderism
#DataProtectionFirst

Pakitsk wrote:

Oh, thank Ademar, the first person he meets is part of the Brethren. He had been worried that it would take days of searching for remote monasteries, or worse, more sea travel. "Thank you, great spirit. If you could lead me to a priest of the Brethren, I would be much in your debt; and if we might go with speed, I would be even more indebted. I am no traveler, and I yearn greatly for my homeland. Let us go!" When he finishes speaking, Martis starts jotting notes in the notebook before looking up suddenly.

"You would not happen to recognize the name Galus Wind-Rider, would you, wind-spirit?" It was a long shot, but if this spirit was the same that had aided that hero of legend, it would perhaps be easier to explain Ademar's message.

Never heard of him and I'm no kind of spirit. Where are you from, by the way? Your spoken language doesn't sound like anything I've heard before.

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"Windows Defender."

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Done!!!

This is a patriot and don't let anyone tell you otherwise!

Brethren wrote:

Never heard of him and I'm no kind of spirit. Where are you from, by the way? Your spoken language doesn't sound like anything I've heard before.

"Heard you not? I hail from the realm of Grand Ataman Iàsõtsk Pârkóv, the steppe of Pakitsk where Ademar's word is known. The city of Võlatsk is my birth-home." How could this thing -- now that it has denied spirithood -- not have heard the first time? In the steppe, few things were as important as your clan, your birth-home, and your lord. Whatever, he was not here to speak in circles. "If you are no spirit of the wind, then what are you? You match near-perfect the wind-spirit in the tale of Galus Wind-Rider, who trusted in Ademar and was rewarded for his faith. What should I call you, and what is your clan?"

Long live Avast.

Wiranath wrote:

This is a patriot and don't let anyone tell you otherwise!

Patriotism! (Um... for TEP, right?)

FOR THE EAST PACIFIC!

I feel more secure in the East Pacific than someone who has NordVP or the mental stability of a Raid shadow legend player.