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#2 - ooants
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(02/12/2014) [-]
"And so it came to pass in the last days of my father, the Curtians invaded from their strongholds in the North. No piece of livestock nor board of wood was spared from their ravenous appetite for unbridled destruction; every last piece of my father's land, my inheritance, was burned and sacked to the ground. In the twilight of the raid, my father was slain, leaving one thing only for me to remember my former life by: his pipe. I can still remember his last words, spoken inquisitively from behind the morning newspaper as I warned him of the coming invasion: 'What? The Curtians?'"...