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"- I wouldn't take your luck for granted, you know?
I always try to avoid the ancient roads of Amin... the followers of... i dont know... those people follow hundreds of ancient beings... ancient traditions... old... and dark things already forgotten...
- Yeah but they didn't harm me! They even gave me some onions and bread, and a small bottle of rum!
- ...
- Oh! They also gave me this mark on my forehead!
- ..."
The center of the continent of Amin is a really ancient land
Old roads follow paths long forgotten, places where the normal peasant will get lost
The acolytes wander those places, and they can see Oh! they see who is and who is not!
You might hear them before you see them
"Shai-ulud! Rise!"
Come here sacrifices! Be proud! REJOICE!!!
Remember that only the pure will be able to join us in the afterlife!"