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	\| Title = The Invasion of Ispar		\| Title = The Invasion of Ispar
	\| Text = <div align=right>~~<i>~~Posted By on ~~<b>~~18-Oct-2004~~</b></i>~~<br></div>		\| Text = <div align=right>''Posted By '''Ibn''' on '''18-Oct-2004'''''<br></div>
	<i>by Brandon Paul "meanbeard" Salinas</i>		<i>by Brandon Paul "meanbeard" Salinas</i>
	<br><br>"They come."		<br><br>"They come."

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	~~''Material retrieved from original Turbine caches available at http://web.archive.org.~~		{{Related\|Ispar}}

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	~~<font color~~=~~#FFFFFF><big>'''~~The Invasion of Ispar~~'''</big>~~		\| Text = <div align=right><i>Posted By on <b>18-Oct-2004</b></i><br></div>
	~~----~~		<i>by Brandon Paul "meanbeard" Salinas</i>
	<div align=right><i>Posted By on <b>??-Oct-2004</b></i><br></div>
	<i>by Brandon Paul"meanbeard" Salinas</i>
	<br><br>"They come."		<br><br>"They come."
	<br><br>Gana ibn Rushasa removed his helm. He placed his hand above his eyes, shielding them from the blinding light of the sun. He surveyed the bay before him; nothing but the stillness of the sea. And far, far beyond, the shores of the blue-skins. He grimaced and looked at his tattooed companion. The ocean wind ruffled the strange man's long white hair. "You see them?" Gana asked.		<br><br>Gana ibn Rushasa removed his helm. He placed his hand above his eyes, shielding them from the blinding light of the sun. He surveyed the bay before him; nothing but the stillness of the sea. And far, far beyond, the shores of the blue-skins. He grimaced and looked at his tattooed companion. The ocean wind ruffled the strange man's long white hair. "You see them?" Gana asked.
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	<br><br>The Duke handed his helm to one of his soldiers. The soldier handed him a cloth-wrapped bundle. The Duke unwrapped the cloth, revealing a scabbard of Silveran oak. He removed the gleaming, golden blade from its sheath and handed the scabbard back to the knight. The Duke held the sword before him, closed his eyes, and kissed the blade. The he opened his eyes and said, "Because he asked me to."		<br><br>The Duke handed his helm to one of his soldiers. The soldier handed him a cloth-wrapped bundle. The Duke unwrapped the cloth, revealing a scabbard of Silveran oak. He removed the gleaming, golden blade from its sheath and handed the scabbard back to the knight. The Duke held the sword before him, closed his eyes, and kissed the blade. The he opened his eyes and said, "Because he asked me to."
	<br><br>The Duke strode forward and shoved the blade into the Emperor's chest, pinning him to his throne. The Emperor gasped, blood sputtering from his mouth. He grabbed at the hilt of the sword, wrapping his hands around the Duke's gauntlets. He struggled to pry those steel-clad hands free of the blade, but they refused to yield.		<br><br>The Duke strode forward and shoved the blade into the Emperor's chest, pinning him to his throne. The Emperor gasped, blood sputtering from his mouth. He grabbed at the hilt of the sword, wrapping his hands around the Duke's gauntlets. He struggled to pry those steel-clad hands free of the blade, but they refused to yield.
	<br>The Duke of Bellenesse leaned forward. He whispered in the dying man's ear, "Hail Viamont," and gave the blade a final push into the Emperor's chest.~~</font></div>~~		<br>The Duke of Bellenesse leaned forward. He whispered in the dying man's ear, "Hail Viamont," and gave the blade a final push into the Emperor's chest.
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	The Duke of Bellenesse leaned forward. He whispered in the dying man's ear, "Hail Viamont," and gave the blade a final push into the Emperor's chest.		The Duke of Bellenesse leaned forward. He whispered in the dying man's ear, "Hail Viamont," and gave the blade a final push into the Emperor's chest.

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	The Duke of Bellenesse leaned forward. He whispered in the dying man's ear, "Hail Viamont," and gave the blade a final push into the Emperor's chest.		The Duke of Bellenesse leaned forward. He whispered in the dying man's ear, "Hail Viamont," and gave the blade a final push into the Emperor's chest.

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