Don't descend into poverty my dear poet
With no hearth to call your own
Is an outcast
Shameful for one of such old blood
Has ancient Isilme lines on both sides
Perhaps...
It is because you cannot carry new life onwards?
Too young to reproduce
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[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]