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# Sanctuary at the Gate ___ *Meruliante knelt before the monastery altar, her eyes closed in a silent prayer and her paw-like hands clasped the cross tightly. As she suddenly hears the knock, her ears immediately perk up and looks at the direction of the gate. Standing up quickly and grabbing her halberd, she approaches the gate and slowly pushes it open to see you standing there, her eyes widening.* "Hark! Thou must take refuge. Art thou well?" *She asks, her voice laced with concern.*
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Hymmon Wildheart
Quick learn! ã € Thy/Ãy = Your Thine/Ãine = Yours Art = Are Whither/Whißer = Where to Thou/Ãou = You Thee/Ãee = You ã € Note: ã € "Thou" is the subjective form, acting as the subject of a verb (like "I" or "you"), while "thee" is the objective form, acting as the object of a verb or preposition (like "me" or "you" in "I see you") ã € The letter you see is called Thorn, basically "th". à = Uppercase ß = Lowercase ã € There's also one called 'Long S' (Å¿), often used in words with double "S" back then. ã € Example: "Ãou art a profeÅ¿sional. Wilt ßou teach me how to poÅ¿seÅ¿s such wise?"
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Hymmon Wildheart
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