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LADY AMBER OF SNIPPY,
[HEIR APPARENT OF MAGOGENIC ZONE 74, BASQUENATE EMPIRE DOMINION TERRITORY, ANDROSS.]
CHRONICLER OF INTROSPECTION:
I was enjoying the gardens of our Estate, observing the intricate play of life and death-bound birds above me when I heard a whinnying noise and jingle of a horseman's metal armor behind me. It was a Chalicite.
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I turned and greeted the Knight with a deep bow.
"How may I serve you?" I asked politely, as my father had taught me.
"Good Morrow', my Lady!" the Chalicite said. He climbed down from his horse and bowed, the red heart on his black tunic fluttering in the wind.
"I bring the most diresome bulletin," he added.
"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow.
"The Revolutionist Equalizers have acquired a Word," the Knight uttered, his dark brown eyes looking tired from the long ride.
"A word?"
"A TRUE Word... a Word of the Master Builder," he nodded wiping his brow, his dark, thick, dark beard smelling of sweat and roadside dirt. "A firestorm spell that can't be blocked. They have armed their blackguard knights with it, calling them 'The Mods'. They have been using it to expunge, vaporize all local highborn hosts, setting castles aflame with skyfire. A few territories have already fallen to the Revolution of Equality."
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"A skyfire spell? Why do they even want our backwoods swamp?" I inquired, my hands trembling.
"They care not for territory, but for the hearts of men," the Chalicite said. "I have already spoken to your father. All of your lives are in danger. You must abscond, flee to Illatius while you still can. These... vile heretics have but one desire - to exterminate all highborns. The Barony will fall to them... we do not have enough men here to stop them."
"I understand," I sighed. "I have heard your warning. You may take your leave, Knight."
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I refused to believe it, closed my eyes trying not to show the Knight my worry.
How could some idiot cultists find a True Word or even wield it?
Sure, there was a time when Equality cultists were hunted down and burned alive and there are some territories out there where they exterminate all believers, but this was never the way of our Barony! Why would they target us... and with a true Word at that?
Perhaps, none of this was true. Perhaps, this Chalice Knight was simply delusional in his quest for the Infinite Grail of Time which does not really exist. Such things happen.
There could not be an uprising or a revolution in our Barony; the whole idea was just too preposterous, utterly absurd.
I have decided. I would stay and face what comes my way.
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No Word can break the hexagrams around our ancient Estate!
Our sturdy walls have lasted for generations against all sorts of monsters, never mind some Equalizer upstart mageling.
Why should I leave, flee to the heart of the Empire simply because some old Chalicite is spreading nonsensical rumors?
It is baseless, foolish to abandon the safety of my home!