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Elite
I know you send creatures here to read these, you vain little worm.
Your presence is a disgraced to the Mother. You are the weakness that burns in her blood. You bring her no strength and placate her with insipid servitude. You deserve no place in her court, much less her shadow. You are simply a child pretending to be more than he is.
The Mother calls to me to cull her weaknesses. Do you not hear it?
Come, worm.
Come meet your end and know the strength of those who protect the mother.
Sevaria of Goshawk
Your presence is a disgraced to the Mother. You are the weakness that burns in her blood. You bring her no strength and placate her with insipid servitude. You deserve no place in her court, much less her shadow. You are simply a child pretending to be more than he is.
The Mother calls to me to cull her weaknesses. Do you not hear it?
Come, worm.
Come meet your end and know the strength of those who protect the mother.
Sevaria of Goshawk