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Auda Kharadeen would smile as he welcome yet another of his dedicated followers "Although we have not met me in life you have honored my name and legacy, welcome to the companions of the seven skies."

A long night passes by and a silent night in balian and Petra alike, a hard fight had occurred between Balian, Petra and their allies against the Ferrymen, and although many Farfolks are serving in the military’s such as the 33rd Farfolk volunteers, many of them felt conflicted, they fought with balian since the jihad against the undead and had served with them many times afterwards, the idea of that conflict between the ferrymen struck hard, they remember the olden days when the Farfolks and ferrymen work side by side defending the old oasis against bandits and raiders, even fought in wars side by side… they weren't like balian old comrades… but family and blood thick and through and although loyalty’s between some felt conflicted one made a song out of spite… out of love for old brothers… and although not sung publicly in the streets of balian it was often done out in the sands where the 33rd patrolled and they sing in remembrance of the ferryman's ferocious prowess that had won them their day… [33rd farfolk regiments while they patrol the desert outskirts] FERRYMEN, MY FERRYMEN! “The despot's heel is on thy sands Ferrymen, my Ferrymen His torches at thy noble door Ferrymen, my Ferrymen! Avenge the patriotic gore! That flecked the roads of Kharassi! And be the battle kings of yore! Ferrymen, my Ferrymen! Thou wilt not cower in the dust Ferrymen, my Ferrymen! Thy bleaming sword shall never rust! Ferrymen, my Ferrymen! Remember Bogdan's sacred trust! Remember Caius's warlike thrust! And though thy slumberers with the just Ferrymen, my Ferrymen!!!” and thus while unbeknownst to any but in the 33rd… for the first time there was division between brothers in the ranks.. [ANYONE who trys to meta this information would likely face report to mods for meta gaming as only members of the 33rd knows of this as its an event line for the 33rd Regiment! Love ya all oocly =3]

Song of the Farfolk Volunteers! Arslan, Aariz and Bakr sat around the illegal campfire in the government courtyard of Balian as they warmed themselves up. It didn't take them long to make a snarky song against the marshal of Aaun and his rebel kingdom, it didn't take long for it to become the 33rd favorite song! “My name is Arslan Al-habib, I'm a native of the Kharasi Oasis I was born among old sandy mist when I was but a child My forefather fought in 'forteen of the Second Age, for Jihad so dear, He fell upon old olive dunes, like an Farfolk volunteer Then raise the flag of Rashidun, boys, the flag we all revere We'll fight and fall beneath its folds, like Farfolk volunteers! Then raise the flag of Rashidun, boys, the flag we all revere We'll fight and fall beneath its folds, like Farfolk volunteers! When I was driven form my home by an oppressor's hand I cut my sticks and greasеd my boots, and came o'er to this land I found a homе an many friends, and some that I love dear, Be jabbers! I'll stick to them like bricks and an Farfolk volunteer Then fill your glasses up, my boys, and drink a hearty cheer To the land of our adoption and the Farfolk volunteer! Then fill your glasses up, my boys, and drink a hearty cheer To the land of our adoption and the Farfolk volunteer! Now when the traitors in the North commenced a warlike raid I quickly then laid down my books, to the devil went my spade! To a recruiting office then I went, that happened to be near And joined the good old thirty-third, like an Farfolk volunteer Then fill the ranks and march away! no traitors do we fear, We'll drive them all to blazes, says the Farfolk volunteer Then fill the ranks and march away! no traitors do we fear, We'll drive them all to blazes, says the Farfolk volunteer Now when the Marshal of Aaun came over here, and made a hubbaboo Oh, everybody turned out, you know, in gold and tinsel too, But then the good old thirty-third didn't like these lords or peers They wouldn't give a damn for traitors, says the Farfolk volunteers! We love the land of Honour, its laws we will revere "But the devil take the Aaun nobility!" says the Farfolk volunteer! We love the land of Honour, its laws we will revere "But the devil take the Aaun nobility!" says the Farfolk volunteer! Now if the traitors in the North should ever cross our roads We'll drive them to the devil, as Mahdi Auda did the Ghanyan toads, We'll give them all short nooses that come just below the ears Made strong and good of Farfolk hemp by Farfolk volunteers Then here's to brave Zubayr whom the army now reveres He'll lead us on to victory, the Farfolk volunteers Then here's to brave Zubayr, whom the army now reveres He'll lead us on to victory, the Farfolk volunteers Now fill your glasses up, my boys, a toast come drink with me May Cresent and the Balian Flag united ever be, May traitors quake, and rebels shake, and tremble in their fears When next they meet the Balian boys and Farfolk volunteers! Allah bless the name of King John! that name this land reveres, Success to King John and Peter, and their Farfolk volunteers! Allah bless the name of king John! that name this land reveres, Success to King John and Peter, and their Farfolk volunteers!” [Cheers to Balian and its farfolk volunteers]

Arslan grins as he work now side by side with his brothers in arms! "Inshallah Victory will come our way!"

This is… amazing…. No doubt this will become a trend

RAAAAMAAAADAN MUUUBARAK!!! I love all of you ;3 LFG!!!

Faiz would smile enjoying the poem before marking the author on the scripts as to prevent future plagiarism to be placed under poetry in his collection “A great work must always be preserved!” (To verifying I’m basically adding like a verified symbol next to author name XD overall epic poem and keep it up!)

lol u wished

yeah its getting fucked up cuz you never know whats gonna happen, i learnt my lesson and that is never click on any link no matterwhat

ily 2 ;3

OK I GOT A NEW ACCOUNT! working on but will send it later and update my profile when it safe

Ok, I was an idiot and a fool, about an hour ago i gotten a msged from an old lotcer who said they're were making a game and wanted feedback... Obviously not thinking about it agreed and long story short got hack, Thankfully i realize quick and informed my irl brother where he working on informing everyone but those that have my discord DO NOT PRESS THAT FUCKIN LINK! DONT BE AN IDIOT LIKE ME! IF YOU CAN! i recommend changing ur passwords and stuff make 100% sure ur safe and sound and if you need to block my ass or remove me from any servers, I May or may not make a new discord for all this so if you need to verify me msg my brother ibraheemc2000 on lotc or discord. anyone who a epic tech dude that knows how i can **** up whoever did this to me i would surely appreciate ur help in getting my original disc back at same time just a perm deletion of it. thank you and please help... ANYONE WHO FRIEND WITH XAMON! DO NOT ACCEPT HIS LINK! he also got hacked, thats how i got screwed

Ago that is very true, ngl that even sus of Ibraheem, awnser this u pissant @ibraheemc2000

I can see how it looks like it, but that was a genuine mistakes, and most people know Ibraheem wouldn’t have done it on purpose. So don’t slander him saying he did his best when he didn’t he was just trying to be nice and let other know about a offer that a youtiber channel doing.

Pls don’t bro Unfortunately what Ibraheem has said is true I even gotten spam in pm being accused as a hacker and insults regarding my mother… I even got ban from one old discord on accusations that I was Ibraheem alt account. I still love u all bro but chill the hell out XD

(Adam) discord: u got it frp: yes but never si-fi fav sifi: atm none ;-; beside halo Sorry for shitty format bud irl stuff

[hoping to join if thats ok! will post my app once i make it my discord is Adamc2kbro#8222 please contact me!]

Eyy! Where my OREO at tho… ;-; u can’t leave till I give me some

“What in Allah name does this verse have anything to do with beards….. how is having a beard a sin…. Ya rabb these cannonist are starting to get weird again….” Rashid would say after reading the thesis

"OH ****! UTAYR WE ON PAPER! though why we are not better known for trade that is beyond me...." Rashid says a bit dejected after all the business buzz that swarmed the oasis

"A bit to bias for my liking, i find Haense flourishing with trade mashallah, i have yet to go trade with other of these lands so i cannot speak of their value... I should remind my other colleagues that there are two sides on every coin... never fully trust a source as a hundred percent as facts...." Rashid would say as continue to work to meet a shipment by deadline

Falafels or kefta? choose wisely.... ;3

Whatchu been up to anyway, I still want my falafels -_-

when will dwarves become mujahideen and become jihadis?

A Worthy Death It was a hot day with a gentle breeze blowing into talons as wulfgar and his comrades entered the tavern “let get those free drink from our company deal!” Exclaimed Wulfgar with a rousing cheer with his comrades “oi Wulfgar there is a drink I think ye like! Called urzug mix! Strong drink that makes menu men pass out or vomit on dey floor! Want to have at it?” Patrick would say slapping a pat on Wulfgar's shoulder. It was exactly nineteen years ago since his wife left him for a secretary with his most prized possession, “Right that sound something I should try Pat!” After sitting down at the bar stools many would go to try ordering the urzug drink, one by one they signed a waiver, ‘If anything happens to you we are NOT responsible!’ “What’s dis?” Wulfgar would ask the barmaid “It’s a waiver saying we are not responsible if something was to happen to you when you drink this.” She replied handing out the drinks at the counter with each rousing cheer from the cauldron company men and women chugging their drinks down wulfgar would sign his waiver unknown to him he should have stuck with the whiskey for after two chugs on his drink he would fall face down on the counter blacking out Memory would surge through his mind back to twenty years ago “Please! Don’t leave, I'll change! Don’t take him away love!” The woman would be silent as Wulfgar hands would be held down by two guards before looking at Wulfgar one last time before walking away “enough Wulfgar! It would be a better life for both me and the little one! You should feel honored that he willing to spare your child, I wouldn’t have to deal with his screaming if I had to!” Humid heat would fill Wulfgar bodie as he let out a sigh before breaking loose from the guard throwing him over his shoulder but not before his arm being hit by a large baton, sharp pain would stick on his left arm before hitting the guard on his left in his Crown Jewels with his right hand before one final whack hits wulfgar in the head, he quickly remembered ten years afterwards he had a dead chicken with apparent black rocks as eyes and sewn in noodle haired “my moonlight lass eh? At least this one will never leave me…” Wulfgar would stumble up awakened by Patrick loud smack on his back “Oi WULFGAR! Wake up your ****! That is not you I know to can’t hold ye fuckin liquor!” Patrick would say laughing along side Richard and Valkyrie “oi miss can I have another one?” Wulfgar would ask “sure, leave ten mins on the counter it’s free if you don’t pass out but ten if you do!” She said placing the mug on the counter before walking away as Wulfgar placed the ten on the counter “RIGHT LADS! To the company! SKOL!!!” He raised the drink high as the company cheered SKOL!!! Wulfgar would shake his head remembering the mossy taste of the last drink before lifting his head up placing the mug up to his lip with each gulp wulfgar take he felt a sting of nausea before the last three bring pain and dizziness, slamming his mug down on the counter he would stare forward with everything a blur a familiar figure approach his face ‘Sarah?’ He thought to himself… what was his wife doing here? Why? Where was his son? Wulfgar would shake his head a bit opening his mouth only to cough out a spat of blood “oh shite…” as his body became shaking convolution on it own before blacking out ‘Is this it? Is it finally time? I guess it is true it will happen when yeh lease expect it….’ A glimmer of light would appear for wulfgar from which he pulled from his suit his beloved moonlight lass for one last time before he breathed his last —————————————— Should anyone look in his belongings at his bed they would find a will that simply says: “To those who read this letter which means I am dead… I wish you well and I shall Await for you bastard in the nether so I can torment you like I have while I lived, in the meantime all of my belongings will go to my son who was taken from me when he was three months old… last I had called him by Harald Altaii, that is if my bastard wife didn’t change it…. inside this letter should be a small envelope! Do not touch it or I will haunt her arse to the ends of toime, don’t think I won’t do it I’ll make a pact with whatever devil or evil being out dere….. now that assuming I ain’t in dah golden halls of thyr! Den just **** yeh! And finally I wish to, if my body recoverable to be set on a small roll boat galley and be lit halfway out the sea, and plenty of Alcohol and women must be attending! Yeh know the old tradition way like meh father and his fathers before him! Take care of my moonlight lass if I hadn’t eaten her already…..” Below there will be a small envelope in which will remain closed until given to his son irp