Three great mountains define Sartar:
The towering peak of Kero Finn, mother of all of us;
The broad peaks of Quivin, supporter of all of us;
The growing lunar tribute pile, taxer of all us.
Three signs your son will never bring more sons to your hearth: To strong the pull of Humakt, too gret the strife of brothers, too loud the call of freedom.
Three things not to trust:
A trickster with no black, ice with no white, a lunar with no silver.
(note: black refering to bruises, suggesting that a trickster who
hasn't been beaten lately is apt to be trouble).
Three kings have shown us a new way: Colymar who brought us together
as a tribe, Sartar who brought us into a kingdom, and Blackmor who
would bring us into an empire.
(note: Refering to King Kangharl "Blackmor" Kagradusson only by his
cognom suggests that the speaker is not amongst his supporters, the
expectation that the third item of the triad is in some way the
opposite of the first two gives all else that is needed to say what
the speaker thinks of his king)
--Bryan
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