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Khalaoden reached the Marauder camp in the Hidden Source. His pulse was racing. It wouldn't have taken much and he would've fallen victim to a cuttler. His live cargo almost caused his doom. He entered the camp carefully. In the past he learned that the guards deeper in the camp were very aggressive. At the same time however, he had learned that not all Marauders were bad homins, for a marauder had revived him. He drew hope from that incident for his current undertaking.

He placed the cage with the Izam in it in the entrance area. Before he used his teleporter pact to Fairhaven, he made sure that his letter was attached securely and in plain sight on the cage.
Lordoy fellow homins,

my name is Khalaoden. I am interested in Atys and the homins which inhabit it. If possible I follow the events that revolve around the nations and organizations on Atys. For this reason, I want to learn more about the Marauder organization. What made homins to turn their backs on all the nations? What concerns Marauders today, what problems are they facing and what longterm goals do they pursue?

To get answers for this and other questions, I'd like to establish a regular exchange of letters between me and you. For this purpose I left you an Izam so that it can bring me your answer.

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#2 [de] 

Virg lazily sat atop the viewing deck of the stable tower rocking back on his stool. He gently sipped at his Shooki Beer enjoying the sunlight streaming across the camp. Today had been an amusing day. Yenno the great pretender had been stalking him and constantly attacking him when he was engaged in training. Virg snorted to himself, 'As if that half-wit could ever actually kill him when he was ready. He might as well make the most of it as he hardly knew which end of the axe to swing'. Indeed Yenno had actually failed to hit Virg standing there naked a few times drawing laughter from his training group.

A noise caused Virg's ears to prick up
'An izam in hidden source.. clearly someone is getting a message'. He stood up swaying slightly, his head buzzing a gentle thrum of happiness and looked to see where the source of the noise was coming from. What he saw caught him unawares. Instead of using the Izam's preferred method of travel a homin had actually decided to take the bird by foot. Probably the Izam lacked the proper training. The homin looked around quickly, put the cage at the entrance area, broke a teleport pact and just like that was gone. He grabbed his daggers and walked towards the edge of the tower, swaying to the point of tipping as he went 'hmm.. perhaps the stairs might be a safer bet this time'.

Eventually after a lot of cussing, tripping and stumbling Virg reached the cage. He saw the letter and opened it. Reading the later he found himself grinning,
'So finally', he thought to himself, 'Someone might actually think Marauders might be a little more than just thugs'. He put the letter in his bag and picked up the cage walking off towards his guildhall. He would have the scribe write up two copies, one for the guildhall and one for the stables, detailing he had the Izam and any correspondence could be sent through him.

He entered the Guild Hall and strode towards his favorite spot, the Haverster trainers quarters. Thankfully the trainer had gone on holiday and never came back so Virg had setup a mini-apartment within the room, a handy convenience. He sat next to his desk, grabbing a quill and Kirosta ink and began to write:




Lordoy Khalaoden,

Thank you for your letter although I assure you I have not turned my back on the nations I adore. Whilst their ignorance assumes this, I actually still fight for them. The Marauders themselves are no different from the Kami or Karavan in a very simple aspect, that they believe, or at least preach, that through them alone hominkind will have salvation. Whilst they paint petty pictures of merciless bloodshed at the hands of the Marauders, their hands are dripping with the blood of innocent homins. The Marauders themselves are a strong, honorable organization who see the true beauty and art of battle. Whilst the Kami run around like thugs, striking down those unprepared time and time again, Marauders are an intriguing collection of homins. From the moment they wake they devote themselves to the perfection of whatever they pursue. You will never see such discipline elsewhere.

To really define a Marauder, you need only look at the simple definition. "Marauder" comes from an ancient language, most of which has been lost to us. In this language it translates as "a homin who raids" or more simply put a "raider". This ancient language puts forward this definition of a raider, as someone skilled within the arts of close combat or one who attacks to defend their territory. Much of the ignorance of homin's today is put forth as the governments propaganda, incorrectly defining what a Marauder is. The territory I seek to defend is all the lands I have walked, they are precious to me as is the life that runs through them.

But.. you must be asking yourself this now.. who am I fighting? and why? The answer is very simple. The parasitic governments that corrupt and weaken these lands. The false religions that would have us worshiping them and slaved like Mektoubs to do their bidding. A threat draws near Khalaoden. A threat from the skies. The recent ship crash was only the begging, a failed scouting if you will. If you seek more information on the threat Hiaoi is a name you might want to try whispering in certain.. places covered in shadows. Do not whisper it lightly though. The Karavan will kill just upon hearing that name. Whilst the Karavan are aware of this approach, the followers of the Karavan are blinded. They do not know who they really support.

The threat however isn't just one from above, but one from below. The Kitins are ever-present. The rangers have blocked there tunnels so what does this mean? Let me tell you.. it means we no longer have access to their strong fighters- it means no invasions to cull. It means these kitins that would usually fall upon our axes are surviving not dying. Their numbers are growing. We must be ready.

The governments have done next to nothing to prepare for this. They sit on their backsides, growing fat and lazy in their dotage. They squabble and squawk at each other over petty things like Izam's fighting over a mate. The threats draw closer and they leave us unprepared. I foresee only one plausible way in which homins survive- that they have strong leaders. Warriors who are capable of leading armies of homins, warriors who have proved themselves worthy and know the true song of battle, warriors who will defend their territory.

What is my goal? To rid Atys of these parasites. To lead hominkind against these threats and once again wipe them out. Within time homins will come around to see we are their true salvation. As for those who oppose us? They will be removed from our path. War is coming. We do not have the time to deal with petty nuisances.




Virg rolled up the parchment and sealed it with some heated Dung Resin, pressing his ring hard to imprint his guild emblem. As he was attaching the letter to the Izam's leg a thought occurred to him. He attached a pouch to the Izam's leg and writing quickly on a scrap of paper he informed Khalaoden that any trained Izam would know where to go after smelling it. Tucking the scrap into the pouch he quickly thew the Izam out of the window.

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#3 Multilingual 

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Khalaoden visited the izamcote in Davae, already for the third time this day. He could not wait to receive an answer from the marauder camp. This time it wasn't for nought, his izam was back. His hands, a little shaky because of his excitement, relieved the izam of its load, a rolled parchment and small bag with a little note attached to it. He read the note und put the little bag into his pocket with his mind at ease. He had worried that the one-time visit of the izam in the marauder camp was not enough for it to fly there on its own again. Contented he dedicated his attention to the rolled parchement. He untied the cord and uncoiled the parchment. The letter was written in the dialect of Crystabell.
Virg
Lordoy Khalaoden,

Thank you for your letter although I assure you I have not turned my back on the nations I adore. Whilst their ignorance assumes this, I actually still fight for them. The Marauders themselves are no different from the Kami or Karavan in a very simple aspect, that they believe, or at least preach, that through them alone hominkind will have salvation. Whilst they paint petty pictures of merciless bloodshed at the hands of the Marauders, their hands are dripping with the blood of innocent homins. The Marauders themselves are a strong, honorable organization who see the true beauty and art of battle. Whilst the Kami run around like thugs, striking down those unprepared time and time again, Marauders are an intriguing collection of homins. From the moment they wake they devote themselves to the perfection of whatever they pursue. You will never see such discipline elsewhere.

To really define a Marauder, you need only look at the simple definition. "Marauder" comes from an ancient language, most of which has been lost to us. In this language it translates as "a homin who raids" or more simply put a "raider". This ancient language puts forward this definition of a raider, as someone skilled within the arts of close combat or one who attacks to defend their territory. Much of the ignorance of homin's today is put forth as the governments propaganda, incorrectly defining what a Marauder is. The territory I seek to defend is all the lands I have walked, they are precious to me as is the life that runs through them.

But.. you must be asking yourself this now.. who am I fighting? and why? The answer is very simple. The parasitic governments that corrupt and weaken these lands. The false religions that would have us worshiping them and slaved like Mektoubs to do their bidding.

The Kitins are ever-present. The rangers have blocked there tunnels so what does this mean? Let me tell you.. it means we no longer have access to their strong fighters- it means no invasions to cull. It means these kitins that would usually fall upon our axes are surviving not dying. Their numbers are growing. We must be ready.

The governments have done next to nothing to prepare for this. They sit on their backsides, growing fat and lazy in their dotage. They squabble and squawk at each other over petty things like Izam's fighting over a mate. The threats draw closer and they leave us unprepared. I foresee only one plausible way in which homins survive- that they have strong leaders. Warriors who are capable of leading armies of homins, warriors who have proved themselves worthy and know the true song of battle, warriors who will defend their territory.

What is my goal? To rid Atys of these parasites. To lead hominkind against these threats and once again wipe them out. Within time homins will come around to see we are their true salvation. As for those who oppose us? They will be removed from our path. War is coming. We do not have the time to deal with petty nuisances.

Khalaoden was pleased and smiled, he had a contact in the marauder camp. Even though he did not know his name. He went to his apartment to read the letter a second time and to write up an answer.
Lordoy,

thank you very much for your quick and extensive answer. You speak of parasitic governments. I assume you include all governments with this statement. How do you come to this conclusion, can you name incidents that clearly show that governments have acted against the interests of their nations?

In this context I have to say that I don't understand how you want to defend Atys against any threat without the support of the nations. Governments are not detached from the nations. If governments act like parasites they must be changed from the inside. When the cause is just, the citizens will support it. Together things can be changed more easily. For example, you criticized the actions of the Rangers. Maybe the closing of the tunnels could've been prevented, if you would've got involved with the Rangers. Of course this is only hypothetical, I am aware that the marauders themselves had no chance to participate in this.

You mentioned an ancient language of the marauders. I have read about a marauder language in our archives. However only the name of the language is known, in our sources it is called Marund. Have you more information on the subject?

May my izam find you.

Khalaoden

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#4 [de] 

Virg quickly rushed into his room. With all the fighting recently he had forgotten to reply to Khalaoden. He quickly grabbed parchment and a quill and wrote his reply:

I see your issues with what a wrote. As a parasite they must be gaining something? They are power hungry. They use their political leverage to abuse the very systems they are meant to enforce. Take Jazzy, a Tryker guard commander. He has abused his political leverage to recruit new, fresh guards and tasked them with fighting Marauders whilst he and his army sit back and drink all day. Of course can I show you evidence of this? Can I prove to you Matis nobles have used their political leverage to lead Matisian forces into the Desert and butcher innocent guards? Can I prove to you that these blood thirsty nobles now reside as Tryker Talari and remain free by abusing their power? Can I prove to you that the Fyros government let their guards be butchered and, in some 'stains', failed to exact any sort of justice? Justice- one of the primary attributes that the Fyros uphold!

Perhaps in some cases, yes. In others no. The corruption runs to deep, The infestation is too wide spread. When an infection takes over a leg wound to severely sometimes there is only one course of action- you remove the entire leg. That is what must be done. I have attended many Government meetings within my life. Fruitless endeavors.

The governments are too weak to protect those under their care. They are in part puppets to the religions that control them. The Zorai government can't even hold onto one homin in the heart of their capital! They were too weak during the last swarmings. Can we depend on rainbow bridges to lead us to safety once again? Can we say for 100% certainty we can be saved in the same manner? Many were left behind last time. This should have been prevented. Hominkind should have been strengthened to fight against the Kitins. That is what we shall do. Marauders grow stronger every day. We train hard and we fight hard. Many of our brothers and sisters have proved themselves countless times against the Kitins, wiping out entire Kitin Patrols without any aid. We will be ready. First though we need to remove these pathetic governments who stand in our way.


Virg quickly sealed the letter and attached it to the Izam's leg and sent it on its way.

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Khalaoden sat at his desk, reading the latest answer from the marauder camp. He had a little trouble concentrating because of his neighbour who, from the sound of it, had a few visitors. It sounded like a little shindig they had up there. Focusing his thoughts back on the letter he began to write a response.
Lordoy,

I think it's natural for a guard commander to have different duties than the guards he commands. I believe even in a bar Jazzy won't forget his duties. I reckon him a man who is always on duty. But I believe we have reached an impasse on this subject. I accept that you feel disappointed by your government, I don't share your opinion, as should be clear, but I will try to keep an open mind. As you did in the past I only recently started to attend government meetings. I strongly hope they won't be fruitless endeavours, but time will tell.

There is another thing about marauders that eludes me. If I am informed correctly, the rite one has to undertake in order to join the marauders involves attacking city guards. It is my understanding that although the guards represent the government they are merely employed by it and thus belong to the people. The people you try to protect. So, why do you attack them? If it is only meant as a feat of strength, I am sure there are others, real enemies, to fight in order to prove oneself.

Khalaoden rolled up the parchment, tied it up with a cord and went to the izamcote to send it.

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