OMETOTCHTLI
Years ago, you recieved a charter from the United Empire, and were officially made a member of the newly christened Trade Company! Your goal was to seek fortune wherever it may be found in this strange land...of course, through force of arms, if the natives failed to cooperate.
You continue to work for the Empire, but for your homeland of The United Empire-- but now, to a lesser extent, you also aim to help the people you've come to associate here in Jambudvipa. Your merchant navy is ready to make a fortune -- and maybe even foil the plans of the Imperial Crown and bring the Trade Company to stand as a power in its own right.
Let the trumpets call out freedom -- let your marching shake the ground! Let the cannons be your voices and may redemption soon be found.
The road to revolution is long and bloody, but liberty is worth dying for. Fight and win, for the good of all Jambudvipa.
You continue to work for the Empire, but for your homeland of The United Empire-- but now, to a lesser extent, you also aim to help the people you've come to associate here in Jambudvipa. Your merchant navy is ready to make a fortune -- and maybe even foil the plans of the Imperial Crown and bring the Trade Company to stand as a power in its own right.
Let the trumpets call out freedom -- let your marching shake the ground! Let the cannons be your voices and may redemption soon be found.
The road to revolution is long and bloody, but liberty is worth dying for. Fight and win, for the good of all Jambudvipa.

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You feel lightheaded. You hear an incredibly loud ringing in your ears.
Vines begin to grow from out of your head, intertwining with your hair.
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[runs her fingers over her head, this was just getting strange... was she "becoming one with the feywood" or something?]
I doubt this is going to help our revolution...
[but surely there had to be a way out...]
[she tried east again]
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You feel lightheaded. You hear an incredibly loud ringing in your ears.
You feel about two feet shorter, and...actually a bit dumber. You think it makes sense to refer to yourself as 'this one'.
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[This one glanced at this one's notes. Funny, they seemed a little harder to follow... had this one written them in that order?]
[Well, it didn't matter... this one just had to choose which direction felt 'right'.]
[This one went south]
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You feel lightheaded. You hear an incredibly loud ringing in your ears.
Suddenly, you feel like giggling. Everything's so funny, don't you think? You want to go and make more fun and excitement, for everyone.
Nothing hurts anymore. You're not sure, but you're pretty sure that if you set yourself on fire right now, you wouldn't even feel a thing! ...Of course, you're actually pretty sure that's how it's supposed to be, unless you're a beast of some sort.
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[this one tried her wings again, any changes there?]
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Which way was it...
[south]
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