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<span class="mu-i">“The Exalted will see you now.”</span> The scarred warrior woman Kyria Helena pauses suddenly, hand resting on a set of ebony black doors. She regards you with cool indifference. <span class="mu-i">“You had best pray to your one god that I find no cause to insult you.”</span>
You enter, finding yourself in a vast room overlooking the Bay of Cathagi. It easily offers the best view of the City that you’ve seen thus far, but your attention is on your host, Kyria Eustace, currently reclined across a long couch that might be doubling as a particularly comfortable throne. Still as beautiful as she is deadly, her smile is sharp as she regards with those striking emerald green eyes. You’ve seen this woman hurl a javelin near a hundred feet into the back of a fleeing beastman, she seems as comfortable and confident now as she did then.
<span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g">“ Βλέπετε? Τελικά υπάρχουν μερικοί πολύ ελκυστικοί βάρβαροι.” </span></span> Her words seem to be directed at an woman standing by her side, to your eyes they would have seen some sixty winters at least. And about as many battles.
<span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g">“ Ψηλός. Εξαιρετική κατασκευή. Δεν σπάει εύκολα, αν κρίνουμε από τις ουλές. Virile επίσης, βάζω στοίχημα. Ναι, οι κτηνοτρόφοι θα ήθελαν αυτό.”</span></span> The old crone comes closer, uncomfortably close in fact, circling you with scrutinising eyes. You’re reminded of a horse merchant inspecting potential stock. You notice that she has about as many faded scars as the Kyria Helena, and her left arm ends in a stump at the elbow. <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g">“ Θα προτιμούσα όμως πολύ το παλιότερο.”</span></span>
Whatever she said, it elicits a bark of laughter from Kyria Eustace. <span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i">“ Ο παρθένος πολεμιστής ιερέας? Αυτή είναι η επιλογή σου?” </span></span>
<span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i">“ Η εμπειρία θα νικήσει τη δύναμη εκεί που μετράει…”</span></span> The old woman’s voice is disturbingly close to a purr, keeping a slightly more respectful distance from Brother Rousseau behind you. The Knights Comitas regards her warily, as a shepherd might to a distant wolf. <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g">“ Λένε ότι το πιο παλιό άροτρο κόβει το βαθύτερο αυλάκι.”</span></span>
<span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i">“ Αυτό με αφήνει με το νεαρό γόνο.”</span></span> Kyria Helena says with a frown. <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g">“ Γιατί πρέπει πάντα να παίρνω τα αποκόμματα?”</span></span>
<span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g">“ Αλλά είμαστε τόσο αγενείς, αδερφές μου!</span> Welcome, Knight Andrei.”</span> To your surprise Kyria Eustace speaks in heavily accented Cantǒnian.
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