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[CAT_9] CatarinaVaultIntro
You found me at last... Very resourceful, Jun. I too am resourceful. Witness.
[CAT_10] CatarinaVaultMiddle
See? We are no different, you and I. We've both slain your pathetic little order. Though, they put up more of a fight the second time around.
[CAT_11] CatarinaVaultFleeing
There's nothing that makes you feel so alive as death, is there...? Now, come to me Jun. Let us see what your soul is made of.
[CAT_12] CatarinaVaultCemeteryIntro
Hundreds of dead, rotting soulless in the earth. What a meaningless waste. But your souls... yours will serve.
[CAT_13] CatarinaPhaseZero
You try and try and try to break us, and yet the Syndicate is immortal. Do you think this will end any differently?
[CAT_14] CatarinaPhaseOne
Death will never come for an immortal.
[CAT_15] CatarinaPhaseTwo
Submit... Let our souls become entwined.
[CAT_16] CatarinaPhaseThree
Your hopeless cause will destroy you!
[CAT_17] CatarinaPhaseFour
I will imprison your soul forever!
[CAT_18] CatarinaDowned
Don't do this, Exile. You can still join us. It's your chance to bring back anyone you've ever loved or cared about.
[CAT_19] CatarinaExecution
Stop... I can bring them back. I can bring Jun's entire order back! Just give me-
[CAT_20] CatarinaCombatOne
Arise, my children.
[CAT_21] CatarinaCombatTwo
Darkness swarms!
[CAT_22] CatarinaCombatThree
[CAT_23] CatarinaCombatFour
Feel death's grip!
[CAT_24] CatarinaCombatFive
[CAT_25] CatarinaCombatSix
Your soul burns for me!
[CAT_26] CatarinaCombatSeven
Dead, give me life!
[CAT_27] CatarinaCombatEight
Give in, Jun!
[CAT_28] CatarinaCombatNine
Give your soul to me.
[CAT_29] CatarinaCombatTen
[CAT_30] CatarinaGravicius
Your faith was a veil for your base desires. Hypocrite, you are lucky your soul isn't going to your God.
[CAT_31] CatarinaThane
Any system of belief, taken too far, can end in tragedy. Go to your brother now, Thane.
[CAT_32] CatarinaAisling
Can you hear them, Aisling? The souls of those you mutilated scream for your death. At last, their wish is granted.
[CAT_33] CatarinaHaku
Your ancestors are waiting for you Haku, but you will not see them. For this, I am sorry, old friend.
[CAT_34] CatarinaLeo
The legions of men you slew died for mere entertainment. But you, Leo, you shall die for a cause greater than you could have ever hoped.
[CAT_35] CatarinaVorici
How many did you send to an unexpected death, assassin? Look into my eyes... Goodbye, Vorici.
[CAT_36] CatarinaRin
You believe yourself to be purer than the others. Better than them. But death... death is the great equaliser, Rin.
[CAT_37] CatarinaElreon
Such a long, faithful life you've lived. I'm sorry you will never get to see your God, Elreon.
[CAT_38] CatarinaTora
We were not so different, Tora. We both killed for the good of Wraeclast. But now your hunt is over.
[CAT_39] CatarinaVagan
You are owed a warrior's death, but the needs of the cause outweigh your own, Vagan. I take no pleasure in this.
[CAT_40] CatarinaGuff
Guff, Your Brinerot took much of value from the people of Wraeclast. It is only fitting that you have something valuable taken from you.
[CAT_41] CatarinaJanus
Without you, Janus, the Syndicate would never have formed, and for that, I must thank you. But you will not be missed.
[CAT_42] CatarinaItThatFled
Have no fear, creature. Where you are going, the Lords have no hold over you.
[CAT_43] CatarinaHillock
Perhaps, Hillock, it was a mistake to bring you into the fold. One that can be fixed with ease.
[CAT_44] CatarinaKorell
How many did you fruitlessly feed to your molten god, Redblade? Yours is one soul that'll remain out of its reach.
[CAT_45] CatarinaCameria
You were a potent soldier, Cameria, but our cause was never your cause. For your service, I give you what you never gave your victims - a quick death.
[CAT_46] CatarinaRiker
I'd high hopes for you, Riker. Of everyone, I thought you would see what we could achieve... But you became caught in your own twisted machine.


[CAT_47] CatarinaManifestoOne
The world is an ancient stone, rigid and immovable, and we are but water, rolling across its surface, leaving an ephemeral trail before we sink beneath its skin. So short are our lives that the stone seemingly remains unchanged.

Given enough time, the rain can shape a stone. Each drop's minute contribution, adding up over time, hews the stone's rough edges. But there is no grand design here. There is no individual guiding the stone into a useful form, only natural forces. Chaos.

But what if that weren't the case? What if there was someone guiding the rain? Someone able to plan far past the fleeting lives that limit us?

What new potential would we unlock?
[CAT_48] CatarinaManifestoTwo
What new thing have you learned today? Or this week? How far have you come in your lifetime? If you died today, how much of what you have learned would be lost for all time?

We advance as a society by building upon previous knowledge. Bricks stacked atop bricks. Too often are key advances lost due to an unforeseen death, leaving a gap in the wall. How long until someone climbs high enough once more to continue to build?

We cannot all live forever. Sacrifices must be made. But with sufficient time to build our knowledge, what we fuel with the blood of our brothers and sisters today may come freely tomorrow.
[CAT_49] CatarinaManifestoThree
Each great movement has detractors - the powers that be naturally fight against any threat to their dominance. But steel is not forged in cool air, it is forged in vicious heat.

The heat is coming, brothers and sisters. They will try to destroy us, pit us against each other, and put us in impossible situations, but, throughout, we must stand united.

Though we crawl through the mud, acting in secrecy and silence, we are destined to become Wraeclast's saviours. Each sacrifice we must make is but a twig in the flames of our forge, and the day will come when our blade has been tempered into a mighty weapon and we may slice through the spectre of death once and for all.
[CAT_50] CatarinaManifestoFour
We bury the dead. Insects feed on the flesh and bone... Rot takes hold... An entire lifetime reduced to feed for the grass above. A waste. But the soul, oh, the soul... The soul does not even feed the earth. It drifts invisibly into the ether, never harnessed, never used. Gone.

What greater waste of life is there than to let the soul flutter away into nothingness? We hope and wish for something more, but here and now we have tools that will guarantee no afterlife be necessary. We have the tools to build a utopian life here, in Wraeclast, through thaumaturgy. The only thing we lacked was time, but the gift of the Horns has given us that too.

Brothers and sisters, there's a new empire in the making, and we are its founders. Those that die for our cause will live on within us, and their names will be etched into the foundations of our utopia.
[CAT_51] CatarinaManifestoFive
People need a strong leader. As Oriath bubbles over and spills into Wraeclast, the ragged and the hungry will look to someone to keep them safe from harm. For now, it is merely a matter of survival, but it in time, a true society will form, and someone must step in to rule.

A city is not built in a day, nor even a lifetime. Sarn was being cobbled together up to the day it burned. With so many hands involved in its construction, fractures and slips were inevitable. People would fall through the cracks. Factions would form.

Oriath didn't learn from Sarn's mistakes, but they cannot be blamed. The death of a ruler always has and always will throw an empire's direction into the wind.

With an Eternal Queen, this is a problem we will never have to face.