
The Eorzean Guard
The sounds of light footsteps pacing down the marble hall fills the otherwise silent building as a young Lalafell scurries through the Gold Court carrying a stack of papers. Dressed in a familiar garb, it is clear he is an errand boy and a citizen of Ul'dah. He continues to make his way out to the market district, handing out fliers to those passing him and posting several of the tan parchments on any wooden posts he comes across. As he shouts and calls attention to himself, a desert breeze catches a flier from his stack as is sent gliding into the air and falling to the ground before you.
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OOC:
Children of Eorzea,
Sing to me a time long past,
Where brotherhood and camradarie flourished,
Where a man could fight for his lands in the name of his people.
Where we were not judged and bound by clan or race,
But by the actions and words we take!
Children of Fate!
Let us take arms!
Toss away the petty differences long instilled upon us,
Let us join as one!
Raise your shield!
Sharpen your blades!
Protect your lands and your people!
Join us, and fight under the banner of the
EORZEAN GUARD!
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Take some bacon and I put it in a pancake.
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