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-meee :3
Thou scullion, Impish wheelwright, and fool of all the world and underworld, an idiot before God, grandson of the Serpent, and the crick in our stick. Pig’s snout, slaughterhouse cur, unchristened brow, screw thine own mother!
So the Order declare you to be a lowlife. You won’t even be herding pigs. Now we’ll conclude, for we don’t know the date and don’t own a calendar; the moon’s in the sky, the year with the Lord, the day’s the same over here as it is over there; for this kiss our arse!
–Viscount Risiko, and the entire Mason Order.
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