These are the truths of the many below.

The first truth we hope earnestly and sincerely that you never have to call upon us.

We hope that you can live your life in peace, worshipping the gods of your mothers and fathers.

The second truth, you are not safe here.

You will never truly be safe here.

And no matter how well you're loved and how thoroughly you're needed,

there may come a time when they decide to make use of you.

In this moment, if you suspect that it is to be your final moment,

call upon us, draw your marks across your chest chest and speak these words aloud with courage and with spite i will die today i will not die helpless

my death will not amount to nothing.

My hand will draw the marks of my revolt.

My flesh shall take the great shape of my revenge.

I will steal myself away from their intent for me.

My blood will not ripen their soil, nor shall my body blossom into their chosen colors.

I will bring them fear instead.

My death today shall be the quiver in the executioner's hand tomorrow,

the wavering doubt in the mind of the Justicar.

I will be hollowed, but not for them.

I will die.

I will not die.

That's it, right?

Yeah. Yeah, I think that's it.

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