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| Icon Image = Mask Clan Note Icon.png | | Icon Image = Mask Clan Note Icon.png | ||
| Value = | | Value = 1 | ||
| Burden = | | Burden = 2 | ||
| Additional = | | Additional = 1 of 1 pages full. | ||
| Description = | | Description = | ||
| Special Properties = | | Special Properties = | ||
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{{Textbox | {{Textbox | ||
| Author = | | Author = [[Amaltah]] | ||
| Clan of the Mask, you who served most directly under the atua ngamaru are most in need of freedom. Your souls are blackened with the lash of our once-masters, but your bodies are hardened with the gifts that they gave. Now the atua ngamaru are dwindling -- sunk deeply into their own mire, where we have no place.<br /><br />I call to your blood. I call to your soul, from the ancient past when all Tonk were one. These gifts they gave transformed us, remade us without equal. Now is the time to claim this world as ours, to carve a homeland from this fat land.<br /><br />Convene with us near Dryreach, and we shall train together. Our might will spread across this world until we are the masters! | |||
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Clan of the Mask, you who served most directly under the atua ngamaru are most in need of freedom. Your souls are blackened with the lash of our once-masters, but your bodies are hardened with the gifts that they gave. Now the atua ngamaru are dwindling -- sunk deeply into their own mire, where we have no place. | |||
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I call to your blood. I call to your soul, from the ancient past when all Tonk were one. These gifts they gave transformed us, remade us without equal. Now is the time to claim this world as ours, to carve a homeland from this fat land. | |||
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Convene with us near Dryreach, and we shall train together. Our might will spread across this world until we are the masters! | |||
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== Notes == | == Notes == | ||
* | * Found at the end of the [[Mask Clan Training Camp]] | ||
[[Category:Text Items]] | [[Category:Text Items]] | ||
Revision as of 15:05, 13 January 2017
| Introduced: | A Gathering of Colors | Related Quests: | Tumerok Banners, Assault Weapons |
A Note
- Value: 1
- Burden: 2
- 1 of 1 pages full.
Clan of the Mask, you who served most directly under the atua ngamaru are most in need of freedom. Your souls are blackened with the lash of our once-masters, but your bodies are hardened with the gifts that they gave. Now the atua ngamaru are dwindling -- sunk deeply into their own mire, where we have no place.
I call to your blood. I call to your soul, from the ancient past when all Tonk were one. These gifts they gave transformed us, remade us without equal. Now is the time to claim this world as ours, to carve a homeland from this fat land.
Convene with us near Dryreach, and we shall train together. Our might will spread across this world until we are the masters!
I call to your blood. I call to your soul, from the ancient past when all Tonk were one. These gifts they gave transformed us, remade us without equal. Now is the time to claim this world as ours, to carve a homeland from this fat land.
Convene with us near Dryreach, and we shall train together. Our might will spread across this world until we are the masters!
Notes
- Found at the end of the Mask Clan Training Camp