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An angel garbed in black, sent with his righteous army to help a poor farmer save

                   his land.
                     Riches will flow, and the poor farmer shall become a man of might, like a king over

                   his land, where famine and dry fields were before.

                     The crops that grow on the farmer's own fields shall be filled with power and
                   verve, and will nourish his people, while the fruits that grow on the neighbouring

                   fields will be full of poisonous and wicked.

                     For he who has his own fruits and possesses power and overthrow shall not
                   deprive his neighbour of what he may have.

                     The two brothers of the farmer's bloodline will have to fight with honour in vast
                   battles to come. One brother must fight in a sea full of poison and the very Devil's

                   spawn.

                     While the other has to fight the Disguised Army, hailing from the north.
                     The old man, whom they both call the Grand Master, sorts the farmer's crops so

                   that the farmer only has fruits of his own labour.

                     The Grand Master proclaims himself as pure "justice", and is as the covenant's tie.
                   For he who puts forth obstacles to obstruct the work of the Grand Master hindering

                   his act, his deed must be judged in hell.
                     A mandrake is given to the farmer, and shall be the witness of the covenant

                   between the brotherhood and the Grand Master, making them keep their part.

                     We swear by the bond of blood that nothing must separate us from the allegiance
                   we each swore to one another.

                     Grand Master.


                   He puts the letter aside and looks over at his two colleagues.

                     Olina closes the window and walks over and sits on the table edge. "It can't be

                   right," she says to herself.
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