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Holiness is not Horsemanship (Haralo)
Timestamp: Brightening 1, First Cycle of Immanis
Autumn of Era I of the Celestine Mandate
Era XV Post Fractum
Chronosynch: Ancient Veil Enshrouds Silrosia
Theying was lounging near by the Southern Gate of Jaedaxia. He was waiting for a person. It was not quite that he knew the person, but he was rather certain that he would know the kind of person when he saw the fellow.
The skilled tradesman didn't trust some of the rumblings going on in the empire, and felt that it would be to everyone's benefit to start developing contacts with the more trustworthy militant elements in the Empire. His status as an armchair politician led him to the conclusion things were changing. Theying depended heavily upon his business, and with the Empire becoming less stable by the cycle the time may very well come when he would need to defend one or more of his holdings violently. If that time came the skilled herbalist did not want to do so by himself.
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Suffer the little creatures, for they may yet rise up and beat you senseless.
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A single dedicated mind can bring forth the greatest destruction... that or goblins... goblins work too.
This is how he looks, and this is who he is.
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