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| description = '''The Price of Pride''' is a speech given by [[Ketheric Thorm]] at the start of an assault against the [[ | | description = '''The Price of Pride''' is a speech given by [[Ketheric Thorm]] at the start of an assault against the [[Druid]]s and [[Harpers]]. | ||
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Latest revision as of 20:48, 17 September 2024
The Price of Pride is a speech given by Ketheric Thorm at the start of an assault against the Druids and Harpers.
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Properties
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Author: Ketheric Thorm
Rarity: Common
Weight: .05 kg / 0.1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- On a bookshelf in House of HealingX: -213 Y: 34
- On a skeleton in X: -33 Y: -37
Text
[A record of Ketheric Thorm's speech to his troops before his victory over the druids and Harpers.]
Take this. You there, take this from me. That is gold, friends. Let those who are coveters and cravens among you take my gold and go. There's enough to keep you warm in winter. But in those cold and lonely winters to come, you will look into the bought flames in the purchased hearth and see a bargained-for peace, and then you'll realise that such a retirement comes at the price of pride.
Go on and take it. Take it and go. Those who are not afraid and me? We won't stop you. But neither shall we know a winter in which the coin of regret is idly spent. Instead we shall know blood, and fury, and a triumph worthy of a flame reconcileable only with heaven, I swear it!
Against us arrayed is a group of fools - let them be our bank vault! Let us raid them, friends! Let us grow rich on screams!