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Lukas FINALLY learns the name of Serana's Order! And is disgusted! Death to all Xanites! Ruin (not really)!

A LONG ADMIRER OF HEXICANUM, Lukas peers onto a poster brandished where it never should have been. Shrugging off the thought that such forces could act even in BASTIONS of Canondom, he peels it off the wall, and digs his spurs into the beloved Uther IV.

"Lich friends!" he mutters to himself, reading the rest.

SEIZE THE MEANS OF TILE TAX

GOD FORBID PEOPLE HAVE FUN ON NOBLE CHARACTERS. BUT WHY ARE THERE ZEEERROOOO PEASANTS. THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE IS SKEEWEEED! SKEWED!

LOTC HAS STRAYED TOO FAR FROM THE HANDS OF THE FLEEPER CLASS. THE HILLBILLY GUARDSMEN, THE SICKLE-BEARING PEASANTS HAVE NO VOICE.

AND WHILE THAT IS NORMAL IN MEDIEVAL SOCIETY, IT IS NOT THAT THEY HAVE NO VOIC BECAUSE THEY ARE IGNORED. THEY HAVE NO VOICE BECAUSE THEY DO NOT EXIST!!!

BRING PEASANTRY TO LOTC............... BRING LOW IQ BRAINLETS INTO CITIES, TOWNS.... WHY DOES EVERYBODY KNOW WHAT THE HELL AN 'ARTIFICIER' IS....

PEASANTS OF AEVOS UNITE

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Lukas looks grimly onward towards the gore in the street, his leper's mask making any vision hard. He leans down, shifting about in his hood to peer at the dead. A grand, heaving sigh escapes the iron man before to Jon.

"His son will do enough. All boys want swords, no?"

He steps closer, leaning over the body to hear for any posthumous lisping. 

"His son will be enough."

goat

what a positive post. brightened my day. just a small insight into simplyseo's bloomingly positive brain.

thog don't... care...

monke

take your meds shire boy

eat more Numendil Cheese and u will be forgiven