Difference between revisions of "Ciar/Stereotypes"

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'Tis all a trial...

: The closest to allies we are ever like to have.

: Come. Follow. I have much to teach. Eyes half-lidded do no good.

: Slay and bury, first by the head. Then will they cease. Dust to dust.

: Wolves most dire. To be feared and respected. Honor their land, lest fang and claw be your end.

: Those yet linger that unfulfilled have died. Let me be your guide, biotáille

: Blind. Ignorant. Controlled. What a fucking mess they've made.

: Aos sí. What they do in this day and age? I haven't a clue.

Brothers. Sisters. I hold yer' mem'ries close.

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 <font size=1><i>'Tis all a trial...</i></font>
-[[File:Mage2.png|50px]]: You let the Old Ways die. We will right what you have wronged.
+[[File:Mage2.png|50px]]: The closest to allies we are ever like to have.
 [[File:Sorcerer.png|50px]]: Come. Follow. I have much to teach. Eyes half-lidded do no good.
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 [[File:Wraith.png|50px]]: Those yet linger that unfulfilled have died. Let me be your guide, biotáille
-[[File:Mortal.png|50px]]: A flock. Those who've yet to see, who can be made. To rebuild. To triumph.
+[[File:Mortal.png|50px]]: Blind. Ignorant. Controlled. What a fucking mess they've made.
-[[File:Changeling.png|50px]]: Aos sí. Respect, ignore, or conquer. It is to them to decide.
+[[File:Changeling.png|50px]]: Aos sí. What they do in this day and age? I haven't a clue.
 <font size=1><i>Brothers. Sisters. I hold yer' mem'ries close.