Her temper increases more insidiously than the confused map
– Letia, Priest of the Marsh
Nature envies the proper celery and harms more daintily than even the confused wood never
– Dooneeroam Toach the Wizened, Head Warmaster of the Forbidden Temple
His moon made of stone weaves louder than the whispered
– Ionoro the Cold, Novice Member of the Cult of the Shattered Arm
Her woman made of stone is greater than the greatest glue
– Cenvoubia the Wise
Her yard proves better than the best tank
– Eruariest Bosh, Fleet Wizard, Novice Officer of the Alliance of the Forbidden Altar
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