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But quietly, brothers. There is no need to alarm the foreigners until their plans are confounded and ours approach fruition. May the Pharaohs of old smile upon our endeavors.
** spoiler omitted **
Aye, ye'd be knowin' all about that, wouldn't ye?
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What was that cipher again? Oh, yes, I remember!
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Brothers and sisters, listen while i tell you a proverb of the ancients. During the days of Osirion's glory, it was said that "The first thing necessary in teaching is a master; the second is a pupil capable of carrying on the tradition.". We have found our master in the Sapphire Sage, and are we all not willing to do what must be done? Heed his words and Osirion shall rise again.
Let the bluster of the devil swine wash over you like so much hot air. Ignore the passionate exhortations of the Andorans- men must be ruled by reason, not passion. Allow the Qadira their trinkets and dross - true wealth lies in the magic of our past. Beware, however, the Taldoran because they are skilled at seeing to the heart of things. We must turn their vision upon false phantasms and mirages and so use their strength against them.
Our road will be long and fraught with preil, but gods willing, the Pharaohs will walk the lands of the inner sea again!
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<stands ready, pen poised>
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Wonderful. It will take them two days to get through the secret handshakes alone.
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::shifts the ancient urn under his cloak::
Had I not secured this ancient treasure from deep within the sands, surely some fiendbinder would have stolen it away from us, depriving Osirion forever of the glory of our riches!
::motions silently to the Taldan scribe in the corner while continuing, absentmindedly, with the ritual handshaking::
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Let them have their war. If a few generals fall mysteriously, who shall they blame?
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Now, now, Brother Trey, their secret handshakes are a valuable part of their ancient and primitive heritage. We must allow them to offer obeisance to their elderly traditions and weak gods, lest we disturb a valuable example of obsolete culture.
"Caution, my lord, lest the cloak worn by the sage cover the eyes of the host."
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Come! Yes come fools into the unforgiving desert. And know that we watch and wait...
And we shall make certain you find what you seek.
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Death to the Infidels!
Come my Osirion brothers and sisters, quietly . . . quietly, make the sacred sign and be recognized by your brethren.
We have spread far and wide to these distant, upstart countries. They are but spoiled children, clinging to the leg of Mother Osirion.
Some of us hide in shadows, some of us walk in plain view, but always we are present. We shall move among them quietly until the time is right to take back what is ours.
All who would know the true power of ages - stand with us!
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Now, now, Brother Trey, their secret handshakes are a valuable part of their ancient and primitive heritage. We must allow them to offer obeisance to their elderly traditions and weak gods, lest we disturb a valuable example of obsolete culture."Caution, my lord, lest the cloak worn by the sage cover the eyes of the host."
*snore*
I think you've been spending too much time around these nutjobs and their little man-god-thing.
*looks up from a big, partially edited word .doc*
Mmmm... Osirion. Muahahaha! *cackle*
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I shall be present my brothers and sisters, but unfortunately unable to aid you in your efforts. It is given to me to be your guild on your adventures, not your comrade in arms.
Greetings
May we always seek the glorious past my brothers and sisters of the sands for there lays the truth of are power
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