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| The tale of three brave souls. |
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| Part 2, the Betrayal |
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| The Hearty Trio of the Unfairly Treateds realized their vows about |
| never wearing boots and sought only barefoot harmony in order to |
| completely suppress the utter failure of their past travels. They |
| spent their free time training their young recruit Dix in the ways |
| of tranquil moisture appreciation. Dix showed much promise, his |
| youth was infectuous to the degree that Kanel started acting like |
| a teenage girl. There was harmony, romance and dew worship. |
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| Meanwhile, in Schmalia.. |
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| The gust of wind, Lecter and the fiery humanoid, Sabretooth were |
| still raging. Even though they appeared unharmed, the attacks that |
| struck them left near fatal injuries and subsequent writing pain. |
| Dark thoughts of deceit and revenge were shared and discussed. |
| "If we could only enter their hideout in the Sunny Mountains as |
| they slept, we could simply drain them of their life force and |
| rejuvinate our wounds whilst enjoying our sweet, sweet justice. |
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| A mouldy scent enshrouded the area as the elder, and out of |
| share nothingness, Mad Elise, appeared. Sharing not a single |
| word of pity, she was infatuated with retribution and malice, |
| and such tricks and manipulation of the very essence of the world |
| was her game. Having groomed a young boy Dix after snatching him |
| from his crib one fateful night in the city of Schmargos. Dix, |
| loyal to a fault, agreed to seek out the hideout in the Sunny |
| Mountains and gain the Trio's trust with his deviant and bashfull |
| youthfullness untill the opportune moment arose. |
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| Back in the Sunny Mountains life went by at a comfortable snail's |
| pace. Dix excelled in Dew philosophy and Moisture Appreciation. |
| Smelling flowers and aiding all things living in the quest for |
| prosperity became second nature and soon whatever guard Pils, |
| Jazzius and Kanel had was oblitterated. Dix had successfully |
| inserted himself into the physical as well as the emotional plane |
| in the Sunny Mountains. Days turning into weeks, weeks turning |
| into months. Complete harmony achieved. Even Kanel dared to |
| provide Dix with peeks into her vulnerable and emotional sides. |
| Given enough time, passionate love would surely reveal its |
| amourous head, but alas... |
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| Dix, deeply inserted, prolonged the charade for as long as |
| neccessary, never once forgetting his pledge to Mad Elise and |
| one fatal night he heard voices in the wind: "Prepare for our |
| arrival young protege, stay close to the Trio by any means |
| neccessary tonight. Welcome our arrival, or our magic will fail". |
| Dix preying on all of Kanel's weaknesses managed to persuade her |
| to let him sleep next to her under guise of dark dreams of late. |
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| The large grandfather clock struck 3 o'clock at night with three |
| harmonious gongs and as the last gong sounded, four Schmalian |
| Favourites appeared suddenly, and without as much as a whisper. |
| Daggers were slowly drawn as the Favourites slowly approached the |
| sleeping quartet. At precisely the same moment, while daggers |
| pierced flesh an ominous glow filled the area. As Dix held |
| Kanel's hand, her agonizing face turned wrinkly, her hair grey. |
| Dix felt nothing but accomplishments and now looked forward to |
| enjoying Mad Elise's favour and return to his default state of |
| malignant existence, feeding off the raw power provided him and |
| his groomer by the Unfair Immortals. |
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| Moral of the story: It takes but one unfaithful servant, or even |
| alt, to occupy the same space as a 'sleeping', defenceless target |
| to enable assassination through 'team teleport to player'. |
| Obviously, the approval of said player makes it a bit more |
| difficult by introducing a couple more steps to a devious plan, but |
| as I've tried to paint above, this scenario is absolutely |
| manifestable and I am truly worried that this ability has passed |
| the Arch of Balance's desk and recieved a stamp of approval. Not |
| to mention the utter, blatant, one-sidedness of the distribution |
| of 'I win'-buttons to one side of the alignment spectre. |
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| Why nobody has voiced these concerns loudly before baffles me, but |
| it goes to show the favouritism towards one side is so cemented |
| into our very culture, we all just shrug it off and hope said |
| side only recruits naive and kind-hearted members into their club |
| of privilege. |
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| It is not balance people. It's bias, favorism, privilege and |
| completely in conflict with the intended safety of guildhalls |
| and the very concept of balance. |
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| Shame! |
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| Penned by the Nils |
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