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Your words have reached the ears of the Great Khan, and the winds of destiny whisper your name across the vast plains.
Know this: Your path has converged with ours, and the gates of opportunity swing wide. The fire of ambition burns within you, and we see it—bright as a comet streaking through the night sky.
By the sacred hooves of our steeds, we grant you passage into our ranks. You shall ride alongside warriors, scholars, and dreamers. Your deeds will echo across the wastes, and your name will be etched into the annals of our legacy.
But heed this warning, for the desert sands are unforgiving: Loyalty is our currency, honor our blade. Betrayal stains the soul like blood on sun-bleached bones.
So, rise, newly anointed. Don the mantle of the Great Khan's favor. May your days be filled with conquest, your nights with tales around the campfire.
Welcome to the Horde.
Great Khan, Lord of the Endless Horizon