Asiya walks into the center of Djedet dressed in the ritual robes of a priestess to the lady of rivers... the sun beating down on the desert settlement making her white robes look even more vibrant she looks around the city and then begins to speak aloud to any and all who are gathered there in a voice that she tries to sound as one of a leader...
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People of Djedet! My People! Words of hate and slander are being spoken about us by the barbarians and lesser people... I will rise up to these words and seek to meet this speaker of them face to face a show who ever it is that our way is good and just... and better then theirs... I ask you not let their ignorance in speak be reason for our words to grow to anger... we are better then that... we are better then them! So please when these words are spoken about us let us face them as we should... as the better... the godking watches us always... do right by him for we are his children. If trouble shall come then we shall be the flood that brings both destruction and regrowth... but for now I ask that we take this with the pride knowledge that our way is right and just! My name is Asiya, daughter of Fudail, son of Hazim of Al-Izdihar... priestess to the Lady of Rivers I give an oath this day that I will protect my people and our way!
At that the young priestess finishes her speech... and air of confidence she tries to show but she is young still and she knows it....
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