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[Dealthagar]

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Flocks of mechanical ravens flit through the sky, droping parchments emblazoned with the symbol of an iron gear shrouded in purple lightning.

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Come My Children
Sons and Daughters of the Awakening.
Those who served.
Those who would serve.
Those who knew.
Those who yearned to know.

The Oracle of Control calls you!

Passion tells you the heart speaks true.
Dilligence tells you to face your duty and destiny.
Control tells you the time to be is now.

Children of the Technocratic Alliance,
Should you still walk these lands,
Should the Three Pillars still hold sway in your heart,
Should the yearning of the GEAR still call.

The Oracle of Control Calls You.
Battle And Your Destiny AWAITS!

Come to Umbra.
The Era of Yew is dead.
Let us make our place in the stars anew.


The Official Seal of Dealthagar - Herald of Oblivion

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The Three Truths of Singularity
Do something to the best of your abilty or don't do it at all
Feel to the fullest of your ability, cutting yourself off from your emotions leads to spiritual death
Control your being, your existance, your destiny.
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[Adrian Bishop]

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As he tore down the old ore path at full speed, a chattering rumble came from the east. It became louder and louder until the individual clicks and squeaks that made it up were audible. Adrian slowed his horse and looked to the skies. A flock of birds - who were not birds - dropped leaves of parchment across the countryside. In the distance he could hear the mutterings arise. Here and there, a miner who could read would do so aloud, reading for those who could not.

Adrian took up a leaf of parchment, his eyes flitting down through the summons. He exhaled sharply, tossed the summons to the ground and urged his horse a gallop faster than before. His keen eyes canned the landscape, cautiously searching.

Where are you?