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PostSubject: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Wed Mar 21, 2018 6:38 pm

Another day, another group.  A row of horse-drawn carriages approached through the northern gates of the Imperial fort.  Each one empty, save for the last, which was loaded with boxes, trunks, and bags filled with the once-confiscated belongings of today's lucky group.  The large crowd of Equestrians gathered around as the 'Decider,' as he became nicknamed, appeared on the walls.  The bright red plume on his helmet swayed lightly in the wind of this cool morning.  The sun just barely peaking over the horizon, though it was impossible to see fully through the wooden walls.

The Decider cleared his throat as he unraveled a scroll.  "The following Equestrians have been selected for relocation to Refuge Camp 5, Dubbed 'Hopeful Trees' by the current Equestrian residents.  If your name is called report to your assigned carriage with your on-hand belongings.  You will be required to present proof of your identity.  Anyone without such a parchment, for which you all should've been given after processing, will not be permitted to leave and will be placed under arrest.  You are to obey all guidelines and orders issued by the Legionnaires in charge of your transport.  Upon arriving at the Refuge Camp, you will hensforth be released from our protection and watch.  Do remember, however, that any Equestrian who wanders into Imperial controlled cities, towns, and structures, risks being detained and shipped back to this fort.  You are being gifted with land within the Empire's homelands, but you are not a citizen of it.  Furthermore, any hostile action taken against citizens of the Empire or their property will be met with swift, and just, punishment."

The man paused, clearing his throat once more as he finally finished his introductory speech, one that he's given many times before.  "The following Equestrians are to report to carriage unus..."  After a short few seconds, all of the occupants of the first carriage had been called.   They each made their way to the soldiers and slowly began to board.  With one carriage filled, the chances for the others began to dwindle.  Only three more for today.

"For the next carriage, the following Equestrians are free to board.  Oathbound, Earth Pony.  Clairvoyance, Unicorn.  Sunshine, Pegasus.  Knoxx, Diamond Dog.  Freedom Bright, Earth Pony.  Diamond Mind, Unicorn.  Report to carriage Duo immediately with your identification parchment ready."

"The following are permitted to board carriage Tribus.  Tea Leaf, Earth Pony.  Purse cutter, Thestral.  Wild Card, Pegasus.  Tabi, Wolf.  Crystal Sparkle, Unicorn.  Merry Fizzlebomb, Thestral.  Helena Wisher, Lynx.  Report to your carriage immediately with your identification papers ready."

The fourth carriage's lucky winners were called next.  The usual cries and shouts of anger and disapproval echoed from the group as the vast majority were, once again, not allowed to leave.  This display was met with the readying of archers on the wall, and the thundering shouts of one Imperial.  "Silence!"  The voice rang throughout the fort, quieting most of the Equestrians.  The man approached the balcony behind the crowd from the main structure in the center of the fort.  His body adorned in full steel-plated Legion armour, an enclosed helmet blocking his face.  He was known as the 'Tribune' by Equestrians, though he was one of many.  He stabbed his dagger into the wooden railing in anger as he continued to speak.  "You forget that you are here, alive, and well, because of the kindness of the Empire!  Your world is gone and you are privileged enough to be welcomed into ours!  If this agreement does not suit you, please, speak up!  We will gladly throw you back through that damned gate!  Try to fight and you will be killed!  Remember this well, Beasts!  You will be patient, you will wait for your day to leave!  Until then you will remain here whether you like it or not!"  The Tribune turned back around and disappeared back under the roof of the building, but not before uttering one last word: "Savages."  His dagger remained behind, a chilling reminder of his words.

The archers lowered their bows as the crowd began to quiet down and disperse.  In front of each carriage, barring the first one which was already heading off, stood two Legionnaires in standard studded leather armour, with one holding a book and a quill.  As the Equestrians approached, she asked the same question each time.  "Name and proof of Identity, please."  This signified the last question each Equestrian would be asked by the Empire.  From this point on, they would be free.


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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Wed Mar 21, 2018 8:57 pm

A soon to be lucky pegasus was sat down, quite happily playing what was probably the fifteenth game of solitaire that day for him, when all of a sudden every equestrian around him seemed to hustle and bustle about and go towards where the usual disappointment of the day took place. The deciding of who got to actually experience the world they came to. He picked up his cards and followed the crowd, quite content and casual given the importance of the event, with mixed optimism, pessimism and hints of realism going off in his head as he wandered.

As he arrived to listen to the 'Decider' give off his speech, he quietly mouthed the words along with him, having heard the introduction before and memorising them given there was little else to do to occupy his thoughts. Then came the list of names. The pegasus did find it funny how the Empire loved their lists, much like the Princess of Friendship. However, before he could go into deeper thought about the ruling bodies of his now ruined world, he heard his name being called for the third carriage.

Wild almost leaped into the air in joy, but given the fact those around him were beginning to look more and more angry or disappointed, or both, he decided it would be better to not celebrate in the midst of them and instead just politely made his way through the crowd and towards the carriage, taking the documents requested out of his pocket. This was the day. The day he got to see the rest of the world, outside the walls, the wildlife, the people. It was exciting, and he would be sure to think more of it when in the carriage. But for now, he just stood in front of the Legionnaires and smiled, feeling comfortable with showing glee now that he was out of the crowd. "Wild Card, and here you are. Gonna say, I'm appreciative of all that you've done for us." The pegasus handed over his documents. 'Though your Tribune is a bit of an ass. Seriously, we're all stressed here. No need to be so rude... Dicks exist in all worlds apparently, and here they're stabbing railings...' Wild thought to himself in the mean time.
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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Thu Mar 22, 2018 4:27 pm

It had been weeks since Oathbound had stepped through the portal, dragging his daughter's coffin alongside him while he did so. Twinkle had died a few weeks before the Princesses, Elements of Harmony and Royal Guard departed the city, hit by debris made of one of Tirek's beams while the monster was rampaging near the unprotected Ponyville. While the barrier prevented Tirek and other such beings of ill intent from passing through, unintentional damage was not off the books. The stones had hit her in the head and torso, killing her almost instantly. The poor dear was just foraging for food near the edge of the barrier. When Oath had found her, his rage was palpable to say the least. Tirek almost certainly heard his cry of rage. After bringing Twinkle back to the city it took all of his close friends convincing to keep him from going out alone to seek revenge.

When the portal had opened and the Princesses told everypony to step through it, Oath was not the first among them. He had wished he could give her the burial in her home but because Ponyville was no longer protected, it was not possible. The risks were too great and the minotaur frequented the area, knowing that it was the closest village to Canterlot. Even so, he was reluctant. But eventually he had joined the masses.

It was not a pleasant time in the Empire's hands either, though it was an improvement in the end. When he filled his form, his daughter had to be taken from him.
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"What do you mean 'Step away from the container'!? This is my daughter you're talking about! She deservers a proper burial!"
The guards repeated their order and said they would carry out a thorough inspection for contraband and weapons. This did not go well with Oath, who had brandished his weapons.
"You're not touching her!" Unfortunately for Oath, it was not even a close fight. The guards fighting styles were completely foreign to him and their training was superb. Even with his telekinetic abilities, he only managed to disarm a single guard momentarily before he was pinned to the wall and spears were held against his throat. Using telekinesis to fight them was pointless now due to the third Imperial still in the room, the one who told him to fill the form. Still he had struggled until the Tribune himself had come in to investigate.
"What's going on here? This one giving you trouble, Praefect?"
"Tribune, refusal to cooperate and refusal to submit requested belongings for inspection. For health reasons and for the sake of decency I only requested this container to be searched."
"Health reasons?" The Tribune said, curious. The pony seemed to be in good health from where he was standing, healthy enough to put up a fight.
"Enchanted amulet, sir. Requested keeping. However he used it to conjure weapons."
"Without it I will die. My body cannot produce enough magic on it's own and would turn my body against itself to fuel it's magic-fueled processes." Oath said, having calmed down somewhat but still very much wound up.
With that, the Tribune stepped over to the coffin and opened the lid.
"Get away from her!" Oath yelled while still held still.
"Calm yourself, Equestrian. I will not do anything to her body." The Tribune said while inspecting the insides of the coffin. Sure enough, her body laid there all peaceful-looking, the instruments of her death having been removed before being interred. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary apart from the alien corpse, the Tribune laid the lid back on before mouthing a silent prayer to Arkay.
"It's clear." He said simply and motioned for the guards to loosen their grip, causing Oath to tumble to the ground. He strode over to the stallion and offered a hand. "Hear this well, Equestrian. We do not do what we do out of malice, but if you fight us you will not leave here alive. You're an unknown and we must be sure. For yourself, and your daughter, cooperate."
It was a hand he took. But not before asking the Tribune a question...

He was woken from his reverie by his name being called, the gray stallion hurried to the carriage, his silver eyes set on only one thing. His mane, red and gold in color, swayed as he walked briskly towards it. Upon seeing the coffin in the same state he last saw it, he felt relieved. They even found the decency to not pile things on top of it. Stepping up to the guard of the carriage, he stated his name and showed his form, saying no more. Though he was thankful for the Imperials for giving sanctuary, the answer he got from the Tribune did not warm him up to his kind any more than he did to the guards who took Twinkle's coffin from him.

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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Thu Mar 22, 2018 6:27 pm

Freedom Bright barely heard his name be called, and for reasons that had very little to due with his partial deafness. As usual, he was staring up at the Decider with poorly-concealed hatred in his eyes, only occasionally diverting his attention to his journal as he recorded the words that were by now so familiar to him. His quill pen slipped, however, when he heard his own name called. He quickly crossed out his accidental scribble and returned to recording the called names, wondering with no small degree of apprehension as he did so whether he was truly about to be released, or whether the prisoners (as he considered the Equestrians within the fort) were being taken away to some even worse fate in small numbers to prevent possible resistance. It wasn't a concern he had yet shared with any except a very select few. He didn't know yet whom he could trust to not betray him to the guards, or even simply to not be too free in speaking with the other Equestrians and let slip his suspicions to the guards in that manner.

Despite his distraction, he could have hardly missed the growing anger expressed by the other Equestrians as so many of them were condemned to remain behind. He was, after all, one of the primary instigators of such demonstrations, being one of the first to shout or grumble and one of the last to fall silent at the drawing of the guards' bows. His attention was then drawn to the Tribune, and he didn't make even the most basic effort to conceal his hatred for the masked figure that he made for the Decider. Again, his pen flew as he recorded the Tribune's words. These, at least, were new in their precise content, if not in their general sentiment, and may prove useful in making anti-Imperial propaganda when - and if - he went free.

Once the Tribune left and the commotion had mostly died down, he tucked his journal into his vest, stuck his quill pen into his cap, and made his way to his designated carriage. At the guard's request, he raised an eyebrow and tilted his head. "What? You'll have to speak up. I can't hear so well," he told her, pointing at his ruined right ear. Not that he didn't know what she had said - his hearing was fine in his other ear, after all, and he would have figured out what she was saying by now if only by the sheer repetition of the phrase. However, he had no intentions of not making this as horrible an experience for the Imperials as possible, and his ruined ear gave him a decent enough excuse to cause this guard just a little bit more annoyance in her day.
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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Thu Mar 22, 2018 7:45 pm

Not many paid attention to the unicorn mare in the chain hauberk, she had spent quite a few of the weeks up to this point simply curled up in some place around the fort and didn't respond much to social interaction with much more than a grunt or some noise of acknowledgement. However, when 'the Decider' showed up, she had managed to get to her hooves and stand with everyone else.

Her hauberk was rusted in places, in others, the chain was simply broken like she had just been in the middle of a war zone. Her pink and blue mane was dirty and stringy, and her coat that would have been a bright white was almost a dingy grey. She simply stood there, listening to 'the decider' with a thousand-yard stare on her face. When her name was called, she didn't say a word, she simply began to wordlessly walk over to the cart.

Then the archers appeared on the wall. She very suddenly moved into a defensive stance, but when the 'Tribune's' voice fell over the entire fort, she stood at attention like a proper royal guard, minus her spear, that is. She looked right at the 'Tribune' and waited for him to finish, standing at attention throughout the entire spiel, and then when he was finished, went back to progressing towards carriage duo. When asked, she would present her scroll, and just barely manage to croak out her name. "Diamond Mind." She would then wait to board, not saying a word more.

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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Fri Mar 23, 2018 5:08 am

All things considered, the past few weeks hadn't been too bad for Clair. Oh yes, they'd definitely been a step down from what they'd been before. He had been living a life of easy comfort, his needs provided for, kept safe, kept warm, kept happy. He had want for nothing. He had been happy. He'd been content. Then...

...still, though. Things were...alright, considering. He had come through the portal with nothing more than his cane and the clothes on his back. The fort was cramped and didn't provide too much shelter overall. And...Clarity...
...But they're alive, and things aren't that bad. Bare little shelter that the fort is, it's still something. Protection from the elements or not, they're also protected from whatever other dangers might be outside the walls. Food and water are supplied to them, not in overabundance or anything, but he was never really a big eater anyway. And ponies being like they are, they're considerate of him and his blindness, helping him when he needs it, keeping an eye on him.

One in particular, the mare beside him had taken him under her wing. Somewhat literally, being a Pegasus. He'd grown rather attached to her, less literally. Hers was the only life force he'd learned to recognize and differentiate from the sea of lives around them. Time he spent separated from her tends to make him incredibly anxious.

For this reason, he'd come to dread the choosing days more than the typical day. He wasn't in a rush to be removed from the relative safety of the fort, but more than that, every time ponies were sent out it meant she could go without him. Or he could go without her. There are just so many ponies there that the odds of being sent out together are rather low. He waits in half a panic...perhaps more a quarter panic as the names are read off.

"Clairvoyance, Unicorn." His heart skips a beat when he hears his name, and he almost doesn't even hear the next name. "Sunshine, Pegasus." His panic fades, a sigh (or is it a sob) of relief escaping his lips as he leans against her, squeezing her hand. "They're...they're sending us out together, Sunshine..." he mumbles quietly.
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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Sat Mar 24, 2018 4:06 am

Knoxx was uncomfortable, to say the least. He was surrounded by ponies, and felt out of place among them. He was in an unfamiliar world, because his old world had been destroyed. His large size made him attract attention, as well as have little room to himself in the crowded fort he found himself in.

What weighed on his mind most, however, was that he hadn't seen any other Diamond Dogs. He had never been especially close to any of them, but now that he had to face the reality that he might be one of the last, or worse, the last...

He cut off his train of thought with a shake of his head, attracting the attention of some nearby ponies. He paid them no mind, however, as he noticed The Decider made his appearance.

Knoxx didn't like The Decider. He didn't like his helmet, or his attitude, or even his nickname. He always made a point to ignore The Decider whenever he spoke. Today was different, however, as he heard his name called among others. He smiled, as he was pleased that he would finally be able to leave.

He did not pay any attention to the rest of The Deciders announcement, opting to instead immediately head to his carriage, his smile widening when he heard the other ponies cause an uproar when they weren't called.

His approach stopped when he heard the shout of The Tribune, and his smile faded as he listened to his words. If Knoxx didn't like The Decider, then he really didn't like The Tribune. He couldn't help but smirk however, as this would be the last time he would have to listen to The Tribune speak. Thinking this made him start his walk to his carriage again, and after presenting his name and papers-something he thought was unnecessary-he waited for his time to board.

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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Mon Mar 26, 2018 8:05 pm

What Sunshine was doing before the evacuation was… unimportant. It might have involved a coconut and a really big slingshot. Though when it was time to go, she would cross over alongside her sister Moongleam and her long-time adventuring partner Strawberry. On the other side, she found a new world, unmarked and ripe for exploration. Or at least she would, if it wasn’t for the locals keeping her boxed up in a fort.

Well, she could at least keep herself busy during that time. While Strawberry sought some intel, and Moongleam did… whatever it was she does, Sunny went around, seeing if ponies needed help or a friend. It was here she found Clairvoyance. He seemed… lost, moreso than the others. So she spent some time talking to him, hung out with him, and took him under her wing. The soft one, not the hard one. She had to warn Clair about the hard wing. Not for cuddling.

When the days came that ponies were sent off to refugee camps, she could tell that Clair was nervous about them being separated. She was confident they wouldn’t be though. Not because the lists were rigged, but just because fate tended to favor the little things. Not like she could rig it anyway. Strawberry had already left with Moongleam. They’d probably meet up again later, share a few stories, then plan their next moves. What she was gonna do about Clair, she didn’t know yet. Probably induct him into their merry band of adventurers, or have him join Moony.

When both their names were called for the next ride out, she rested her wing around Clair in an attempt to soothe him. “See? Told ya we’d be getting out together. Now c’mon, no sense in wasting any more time here.” She led Clair to the carriage, said their names, showed the legionnaire their papers, and boarded the carriage.

Oh yeah, Tribune. He’s a butt, screw him.

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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Mon Apr 02, 2018 3:25 pm

A well-dressed brown earth pony sat off to one side, his midnight blue three piece suit and wide brimmed hat very well kept for a refugee from a foreign world. Beside him sat the much more bright and much smaller Purse Cutter, the pink and white thestral teenager similarly well dressed with a pink top hat replacing her father's wide-brimmed one as they made their way through the crowd, the small thestral playing with a wooden puzzle box as she followed her father; she had solved it several times since they had arrived in the camp but truthfully it wasn't the brain teasing that was important here, rather she was simply in dire need of something to do with her hands besides find herself emptying the many distracted pockets around her.

"Hands to yourself sweetie." Tea Leaf whispered quietly to Purse Cutter as they listened out for their names. The stallion breathed a sigh of relief when he finally heard their names and led Purse through the crowd to the soldiers by their carriage.

"Tea Leaf and Purse Cutter, I have our documents, somewhere-" The stallion paused as Purse dipped a hand into her pocket and produced them. The stallion sighed but couldn't suppress a grin as he showed his documents while Purse Cutter moved over to stand next to the other stallion wearing a suit, watching him intently with her mismatched eyes while Tea Leaf made sure all was in order.

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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Mon Apr 09, 2018 1:03 pm

Across the yard, in an isolated corner that granted them an ever so tiny amount of space to themselves in the massive crowd of ponies shifting towards where the announcements were being made, a blue-grey thestral gave a gentle tug to the sleeve of her unicorn friend as the crowds began to move around them.

"Come on Crystal... it might be our turn this time, you don't want to miss it right?" Merry whispered quietly, contiuing to give light tugs to the unicorn's sleeve. Crystal merely stared down at her fingers, turning a small coin she had found abandoned over in her fingers as if hoping that if she stared at it long enough it would somehow reveal the answers to getting back all that they had lost, all that had been snatched away from them too fast to even properly process.

"Wait... Crystal, Merry, that's us!" Merry's face split into the first genuine smile for several days. "Crystal, come on, we need to get to the carriage!" With a slightly more forceful tug that finaly made her friend take notice, Merry guided Crystal to her feet and took her by the hand, leading the unicorn through the crowd past disappointed ponies returning to their carriages annd deeply relieved ponies making their way to their transports out of here, following a trio of well dressed ponies into their own carriage and quickly taking seats beside each other.

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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Tue Apr 10, 2018 5:55 pm

Fuzzy ears perked up at the sound of her name being called, swiveling over in the general direction of the Decider. It took a few seconds to register, raising a pinkie finger to clean an ear out. Blinking a few times, the lounging Lynx peered around from her spot atop several crates. She was laying on her back, head held up by her elbow and a leg perked up. Besides the crates lay several duffel bags, one containing home mementos and knickknacks, and the other containing supplies and whatever else.

With a quiet grunt of effort, she swung her legs around to dangle off of the crate, then dropped down with a thud, sending up a tiny cloud of dust that rested on her shiny combat boots. An instinctive grumble and scrunching of her nose. She had just cleaned those an hour ago. The amount of ponies around here was definitely starting to wear the foundations of this camp down.

Swinging the bags around over a shoulder, she marched through the crowd of civilians, mumbling polite "Excuse me"s and "Pardon"s as she pushed past. Soon, she made her way to the legionnaire, cocking a half-salute while raising her shades up to rest on her forehead. "Ma'am~!"

The legionnaire just kinda half-blinked at her, then nodded towards Helena expectantly.

"Oh! Yeah, Helena Wisher here. Sorry. Here are my papers." She thrusted them forward awkwardly, a little crumpled.

There were a few quiet moments as the soldier scanned the papers, flicking over each page and inspecting various Celestia-approved stamps. Helena swore she could even see an eyebrow raise under that helmet.

"Anyone else with you?"

The cat startled, tucking her tail between her legs. "Huh? Uh, no. They processed through a few weeks ago. Mothers and children first, after all. It's just me."

A few nods and scribbled signatures later, the legionnaire handed the papers back. "Everything looks to be in order. You're free to board."

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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Wed Apr 18, 2018 2:38 am

With all of the carriages finally filled, the Legionnaires took their positions in the front.  One crack of the reins and they were off, on their way to 'Hopeful Trees'.  The gates of the fort swung open, revealing the lush forests that had surrounded them.  A large, dirt path stretched out far into the horizon.  

Carriages 'Duo' and 'Tribus' remained close together, flanked on all sides by members of the Legion's Calvary.  Due to its early start, 'Unus' was quite a large distance ahead, well out of shouting range now.  At the opposite end, the final carriage kept a decent pace several meters behind 'Tribus,' the cargo carriage directly behind it.

After an hour of quiet travel, the carriages passed into a large, open area of beauty.  Lush, green grass rolled out across gentle hills in all directions.  In the distance, the outlines of houses, farms, and what appeared to be a small town dotted the horizon.  Most Notably, way off in the distance, the unmistakable Spire that marked the Empire's Capital pierced into the heavens.

In 'Tribus,' the Legionaire's remained quiet, but for the Equestrian's in 'Duo,' they were greeted with a, surprisingly warm, welcome.  The second soldier, the one who had asked for their names at the moment of boarding, tilted her head back and spoke.  "Take a good look around, Equestrians.  Welcome to Cyrodill.  Your new home.  It will be a few hours before we arrive, best get to know eachother."  She then turned her head back forward.
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PostSubject: Re: The Elder Scrolls: Portal From the Unknown Prologue.   Sun Apr 22, 2018 6:04 pm

Freedom Bright looked around from his seat in carriage "Duo" with narrowed eyes, glowering particularly fiercely at the Legionnaires, the White-Gold Tower, and Diamond Mind. Finally, he turned his attention to Knoxx. His expression softened somewhat, and he raised an eyebrow.

"So... A Diamond Dog. We had a few of your kind at Mountain Rapids Mine. Good diggers. Strong, too. Made good fighters when..." He trailed off, shooting another glare at Diamond Mind. "Well, anyways. My name's Freedom Bright. And you are...?"

He remembered Knoxx's name, of course. But this seemed like as good a way to break the ice as any.
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