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“Fate… Fate… Fate…”
The deep, ancient voice echoed in his mind as he slept. Each night the same.
In the decaying slums of some now-forgotten city, a downtrodden Kenku received his calling. Venturing out from the warmth of the communal fire, he found himself wandering deep into uncharted forests. The chanting grew louder, soon it was audible even in his waking hours. After days on the unforgiving trek, the driven bird happened upon a stone altar of unknown origin. It was ancient, sunken into the earth and reclaimed by moss and vines, but it glowed with white fire in his mind’s eye.
Yes. Good.
This is a good notem.mm…mhhm
yesss,m..
mmh..
‘And lo, so it shall pass
that those of the wicked
and of the pure
should wish to lay name
upon my disciple.
So speak thusly
these words three,
“I am Fate.”
and let them hear it
and be subdued.’
Words of the Bound God
Recited as such by Fate.