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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

"Calling it a Notebook of Grudges? That's going in the Book." But seriously, it is a challenge dealing fairly with Dwarves. They take very minor details very seriously. I remember a Siege battle report in one White Dwarf issue where they attacked a human castle over a missed payment of less than one hundred gold crowns. :p

Ah, the political chicanery of the highest ranks of nobility and rulership. A twisted game that no doubt pleases Tzeentch to no end. Deals within deals and all manner of tricks and traps. All of which are things Paol can easily steam-roll over with just a few actions. Which probably raises all manner of hackles amongst the Elector Counts and their subordinates... And so satisfying when a single word can sink all their plans. :sneaky:
Considering Paol's fair dealing with the dwarves, on top of wiping out enough grudges to reduce the hundreds of volumes of The Book of Grudges down a considerable amount, I could see the lot of them being VERY cross with whoever tries to screw Paol over.

Dwarves ALWAYS pay their debts.
 
3rd Sigmarzeit 2512
Afternoon
Unexpected. Most warhammer fics and similar that I see on forums have a more positive interpretation of the Dwarfs. And given what this story has done with the Beastmen and Tomb Kings I was expecting positive by default. Seeing someone who just barely tolerates Paul, and then only if he works for it, is strange.
 
It's because she's still a dreadful person held in the check by the compulsions I gave her." I exhale. "But that's no how she sees it, and I suspect that she might have interpreted your presence here as an attempt by your uncle to…"
'held in check'
'But that's not'

I like Prince Aleksandr. It's interesting to see a populist revolutionary who is capitalist rather than socialist, I don't think I've ever seen that before.
 
That should say 'not'.
"make amends"
"dealings"
Thank you, corrected.
I mean, some would say that there's not much of a difference.
And they'd be wrong. Whoresons don't inherit.
Almost like dealing with the Soup Nazi, sorta.

Should Paolo be invited to visit Phoenix King's court along with other foreign dignitaries and ambassadors in the future, I reckon that he'd worried about making a good impression in front of a pack of judgy, pompous elves, and with the assistance with the Ring, he'd be able to perfectly pull off proper High Elf etiquette.... only to be informed by an bemused and admittedly impressed Finubar that as he's human, he isn't expected to perform ALL the complicated salutations, phrases and mannerisms that even many Asur nobles have trouble with when addressing other Elven Royalty/Nobility, though the thought certainly counts.
That would be illegal. The only place on Ulthuan humans are allowed is Lothern, and then only on sufference. And that city has human technically not slaves.
And probably finish by the end of the day. Seriously, the Amish can raise a barn in a day, would a Dwarvish crew be any slower?
That's a barn. This is a house with plumbing and internal walls built during the early modern period.
It would take something spectacular, though. In most cases, the Lord might pawn them off with a bit of farmland or a particularly fine cow or two...
There's an issue of Hellbrandt Grimm featuring a man who did just that. He got knighted for an act of bravery, went back to his home village and worked to turn it into a prosperous town and was generally regarded as a great guy by all who knew him.

Shame about his son.
Pacifying all those 'gentlemen' who might object to some upstart peasant who found a magic ring showing them up, eh?
...

You thought she was referring to them?
Me said:
"I was.. going to put it 'form a marriage alliance'.
Thank you, corrected.
Unexpected. Most warhammer fics and similar that I see on forums have a more positive interpretation of the Dwarfs. And given what this story has done with the Beastmen and Tomb Kings I was expecting positive by default. Seeing someone who just barely tolerates Paul, and then only if he works for it, is strange.
This is the best working relationship Buri has ever had with any human.
Thank you, corrected.
I like Prince Aleksandr. It's interesting to see a populist revolutionary who is capitalist rather than socialist, I don't think I've ever seen that before.
Socialism doesn't exist in the setting. Leveller movements do sometimes crop up.
 
So, he espouses an early version of Marxism? Or a similar sort of 'by the people for the people' political scheme?
To quote from the wiki:
Aleksandr Kloszowski said:
He has also realized that capitalism is the key to the success of the Tail on one hand, and to the general freedom of the oppressed classes on the other. Through the fair and even hand of the market, that which the people decide is of the most value shall be given the greatest wealth—a truly perfect society.
I like Prince Aleksandr. It's interesting to see a populist revolutionary who is capitalist rather than socialist, I don't think I've ever seen that before.
IIRC even Marx thought capitalism was a massive and necessary societal improvement to throw off the chains of feudalism. He just considered it a stage in a continuous revolution, of which the next stage, communism, would be triggered once the flaws in capitalism were left to fester for too long.
 
That would be illegal. The only place on Ulthuan humans are allowed is Lothern, and then only on sufference. And that city has human technically not slaves.
True, though nothing would stop Finubar from holding court at Lothern for foreign dignitaries. After all, it IS Eataine's capital, and Finubar's "hometown".
 
True, though nothing would stop Finubar from holding court at Lothern for foreign dignitaries. After all, it IS Eataine's capital, and Finubar's "hometown".
It would also risk starting a fight with any Caledorians there, who would think that either he was mocking their accent or that having a human speak in their accent wasn't to be borne.
 
It would also risk starting a fight with any Caledorians there, who would think that either he was mocking their accent or that having a human speak in their accent wasn't to be borne.
Now, from the Asur perspective, that ain't a diplomatic incident waiting to happen, that's entertainment considering how haughty Caledorians tend to be, even by High Elf standards.

TYRION: Prince Imrik, Lord Paol's accent is his own, he means no insult.

TECLIS: And you ARE aware that he's obliterated entire armies of greenskins on his own with naught but a magic ring that he wears at all times, yes? But please, by all means, make a scene and challenge our honored guest who's MANY contributions to the world include saving our people from extinction. We could use some amusement.
 
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Now, from the Asur perspective, that ain't a diplomatic incident waiting to happen, that's entertainment considering how haughty Caledorians tend to be, even by High Elf standards.

TYRION: Prince Imrik, Lord Paol's accent is his own, he means no insult.

TECLIS: And you ARE aware that he's obliterated entire armies of greenskins on his own with naught but a magic ring that he wears at all times, yes? But please, by all means, make a scene and challenge our honored guest who's MANY contributions to the world include saving our people from extinction. We could use some amusement.
He'd actually be quite excited to meet Imrik. He was released in the first White Dwarf I ever bought.
 
He'd actually be quite excited to meet Imrik. He was released in the first White Dwarf I ever bought.
Cue Paol being incredibly polite to the "Lord of Dragons" along with showing genuine delight at meeting him, throwing the initially hostile Prince off guard, and actually winning him over with praise.
 
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You are severely under-estimating elven arrogance.
Fair enough!

Though considering the variety of canon Paul's questionable friends and acquaintances, (which include a Mad Scientist and his family, a vain New God Artist, a Titan of Technology and an Omnicidal Weaponer of Qward), while I'm sure to underestimate WHF Elven arrogance, I should hope that I'm not overestimating of your SI's ability to make allies of the most unlikely of persons in the most unexpected of ways.
 
"The Pirate Princess didn't take the deal. I'm afraid that extreme measures will most likely be necessary."

"Assassination?"

"Throwing the island into an ocean trench. The only issue is that I'm not sure what that will do to the currents around the Tilean coast." I shake my head. "While it might be possible to put a lot of the sailors into service in more legitimate roles, I'm not happy about the… Easy transition between armed merchantmen and outright pirates. I've provisionally marked a few months in my diary after the expected completion date of the canal for eliminating all pirates in the region who attack ships using it, but frankly pre-empting it by destroying the island and everyone on it would probably be more efficient."

He shakes his head. "Scour the island if you must -the navy's pressgangs will have to look elsewhere for their men- but do not… 'Throw the island into an ocean trench'."
Was rereading this section.

It occurs to me that if Paul really really wants to permanently eliminate the piracy coming from the island, but can't just destroy it, he may wish to scourge the place, then build a bridge out of some incredibly sturdy material out to the island.
That way it becomes a lot easier for local city states pissed at the Sartosans to send an army to invest the island whenever they start acting up again.
 
Wait Time (part 13)
17th February 2013
14:38 GMT


"Is the young lady going to show herself?"

I'm flying at speed and Kon is flying alongside me, but Cernunnos is keeping pace by running. That's not possible according to basic physics; his legs are moving in a relatively normal running pose, but the level of force he'd need to use moving like that would send him into the air and leave craters in the ground.

"No. You're standing up."

"Hah!"

That feeling that there's more to him is stronger here, probably because he's exerting himself magically. The land around us varies between woodland and open fields. They look like they're used for farming, but the few buildings we see look dilapidated and deserted.

"Are we going into the Dream?"

"I doubt it. There are few pathways into the Dream that can be travelled on foot. No, I see the path the elves trod. They sought to hide their route."

"Do you know a way into the Dream? We're trying to get there."

"Drink wine and then sleep. Or do you need to enter physically?"

"Physically. We need to get there so that we can go into Erebos by the back door. We want to talk to Melinoë, and I want to know what happened to Themyscira."

"There is no direct route, I'm afraid. If you can travel to the lands of the Sumerian gods, there may be a route that they use."

"How come?"

"Even the Dream Lord could not move an entire nation into his realm without leaving echoes. The Sumerian gods use that connection to sustain themselves, and they are not above leasing it for the use of others when if profits them."

"Why do they need to do that?"

"Our spheres decay without something to bind us to the material world. Or if we can use titanic levels of power to sustain them. I don't have that power, and neither do they."

So… Why..?

"Is it the Cornwalls? Are they what keeps Otherworld alive?"

"No. That helps, but it isn't enough power. Likewise with the small groups of people who still worship me. We are sustained by a great piece of-"

"King Kon-Sten-Tyn."

"-enchantment. Yes." He flashes me an inquisitive glance. "How do you know of it?"

"I'm friends with his current heir. Who I can only assume is descended from a daughter. He did something to corrupt the establishment of the Christian religion in England, didn't he?"

"Yes. Basically. It was more to ensure that they could not forget about what came before than anything direct, and the ley line network provides us power as well, but without his work we would probably have faded by now."

"Mercury doesn't like the standing stones. She thinks that they distort the natural flow of energy."

"Usually I'd advocate for the natural state of things. But earthquakes and volcanoes aren't good for humans, and those are what happens when geomantic power runs wild."

His eyes dip to the trail that he's somehow following.

"As I thought. Dorset."

"What's special about Dorset?"

"It's where cats first entered Britain. Good hunters, cats."

"And why is that important?"

"I'm not so good with domesticated animals as I am with wild ones. Dogs, eugh. Give me honest wolves instead."

"Why is it important that's where cats entered Britain?"

"There's no British cat god. Cats were brought here by Phoenicians, who brought the Kahndaqi cat goddess with them when they came. And thanks to all of the cats in Britain, there's still a weak link to her realm. It's a good place to get from one realm to another, if you don't mind the risks."

"And what risks are those?"

"Bubastis is a decaying realm. All the glory it once held is reduced to ruins and vague traces of power. And not all of its people like being dead."

Kon and I exchange a glance.

"So… When was the last time you were there?"

"Some time ago. It's hard to keep track here."

"And how much worship would a place like that need in order to regain something of itself?"

"This is like the time that Graham explained what trains are. Has something happened that would have revitalised Bubastis?"

I nod. "Teth Adom returned to life. He rules modern Kahndaq, and he openly worships its old pantheon. I wouldn't say… That the people have abandoned Islam, but… The old religion is… On their minds more than it used to be."

"That… Might change the situation."

"Ah, Paul? I… Went on the internet one time, and…" Kon looks away awkwardly. "You said the Japanese pantheon was recruiting. Do you think they'd have gone for… Bast?"

"They were mostly interested in new focuses of power rather than other old pantheons. Why..?"

"Catgirls." / "Catgirls."

"Bast isn't a kitten."

"The Japanese just use depictions of women with feline features as… Um. Ah. I'm not totally sure why, but they use them a lot. The Japanese pantheon might capitalise on that by offering Bast a position. Maybe."

"Humans with animal features." He grins. "That will never catch on. Ah!"

I point ahead to.. a partially collapsed keep. At the speed we're going we're on it in seconds, slowing down to a stop just outside what's left of the outer wall.

"Here?"

"Look for a cat icon. That will mark the entry point."

Kon and I nod, then the three of us proceed inside. There are signs of fires having been lit in the not too distant past, blacked embers on the floor up against several walls. Some footprints, mostly humanoid, but… I don't know, those could just be scuff marks. I'm not a tracker. But I can just wave my hand and release my construct lanterns to find a cat statue.

"What should we expect when we get there? You said it was more primal?"

"Yes. You will become less your material self and more your arcane self."

Kon glances at me, and I shrug. I coped with being a spirit snake in the Silver City, I can cope in Cat City.

"Is that dangerous?"

"It may be strange and disorienting for you. That may be dangerous. The experience itself shouldn't be."

I get a flicker of sensation from one of my construct lanterns. A heavily corroded cat statue about twenty centimetres tall tucked out of the way on the first floor.

"Found it. Let's go."
 
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I'm flying at speed and Kon is flying alongside me, but Cernunnos is keeping pace by running. That's not possible according to basic physics

When gods gets involved, physics takes a break.

around us varies between woodland and open fields. They looks like they're

"They look"

Cat were brought here

"Cats were"

"Ah, Paul? I… Went on the internet one time, and…" Kon looks away awkwardly. "You said the Japanese pantheon was recruiting. Do you think they'd have gone for… Bast?"

"They were mostly interested in new focuses of power rather than other old pantheons. Why..?"

"Catgirls." / "Catgirls

Ha!

Well Coyote started using Looney Tunes dreams to help himself.

"Humans with animal features." He grins. "That will never catch on

It kinda has.
 
I'm flying at speed and Kon is flying alongside me, but Cernunnos is keeping pace by running. That's not possible according to basic physics; his legs are moving in a relatively normal running pose, but the level of force he'd need to use moving like that would send him into the air and leave craters in the ground.
You're literally friends with a Flash... Shush...

Kon glances at me, and I shrug. I coped with being a spirit snake in the Silver City, I can cope in Cat City.
Oh sure.

Unless they remember how your treated Teekle.
 
Ring, monitor her response. "That's probably for the best." I gesture towards the pavement, and we begin our walk towards my manor. "I doubt that my betrothed would be best pleased, otherwise."

Ah.
Ah yes, Queen Khalida. I'm surprised one of the newly re-fleshed Liche Priests hasn't been assigned to Paul as his tutor/"nanny" to keep an eye on him and ensure the Queen's future consort understands the particulars of Nehekharan Law, etiquette and ceremony.
 
17th February 2013
"Usually I'd advocate for the natural state of things. But earthquakes and volcanoes aren't good for humans, and those are what happens when geomantic power runs wild."
Wait, is Cernunnos saying that a henge network suppresses violent geological activity(earthquaks and volcanoes)?! I mean, I was all for developing a new leyline network, since to me concentrating and directing ambient magic to any location people could want sounds like a useful piece of infrastructure in a time where magic is becoming more mainstream and yet not everyone can become an archwizard with oodles of power at their own command no matter where they are.

But if they also make geologically unstable areas less active... well the current Anti-Life apocalypse takes priority but afterwards that will be a very useful thing to know for pretty much anyone living on a fault line. Indonesia, Chile, Japan, California, Ethiopia, several nations located on the Mediterranean, lots of places would be very interested in making their own henge networks.

Also proves Mercury wrong yet again which is always a plus.
 
17th February 2013
14:38 GMT


"Is the young lady going to show herself?"

I'm flying at speed and Kon is flying alongside me, but Cernunnos is keeping pace by running. That's not possible according to basic physics; his legs are moving in a relatively normal running pose, but the level of force he'd need to use moving like that would send him into the air and leave craters in the ground.
No doubt his movement is more symbolic than actual running. The tireless pace of the endurance predator. Perhaps with a bit of the seven-league boots mixed in, so that one step covers miles with no more force than a casual walk across a room.

"No. You're standing up."

"Hah!"
Yes, no doubt she's a little shy around your lower horn.

That feeling that there's more to him is stronger here, probably because he's exerting himself magically. The land around us varies between woodland and open fields. They looks like they're used for farming, but the few buildings we see look dilapidated and deserted.

"Are we going into the Dream?"
To be fair, at the edges of the realm, there's probably little difference between them. There are many soft places where the Dream touches the world, after all...

"I doubt it. There are few pathways into the Dream that can be travelled on foot. No, I see the path the elves trod. They sought to hide their route."

"Do you know a way into the Dream? We're trying to get there."
I bet that dream storm doesn't count. Given that they weren't on foot in many spots. :p Surprised OL resisted the urge to make a 'walk into mordor' joke, though.

"Drink wine and then sleep. Or do you need to enter physically?"

"Physically. We need to get there so that we can go into Erebos by the back door. We want to talk to Melinoë, and I want to know what happened to Themyscira."
Just in case what happened to it doesn't undo itself when they remove the Anti-Life?

"There is no direct route, I'm afraid. If you can travel to the lands of the Sumerian gods, there may be a route that they use."

"How come?"
Interesting. I suppose it's so lost that they've retreated from the world... Or been let go of.

"Even the Dream Lord could not move an entire nation into his realm without leaving echoes. The Sumerian gods use that connection to sustain themselves, and they are not above leasing it for the use of others when if profits them."

"Why do they need to do that?"
A surprisingly mercantile approach to matters. Though I suspect they get little more than an additional trickle of energy from such dealings. But it can keep a pantheon existent just that little bit longer...

"Our spheres decay without something to bind us to the material world. Or if we can use titanic levels of power to sustain them. I don't have that power, and neither do they."

So… Why..?
I suspect pantheons with that much mystical oomph are few and far between.

"Is it the Cornwalls? Are they what keeps Otherworld alive?"

"No. That helps, but it isn't enough power. Likewise with the small groups of people who still worship me. We are sustained by a great piece of-"
Ah. Someone set up a little something-something to help them out, eh?

"King Kon-Sten-Tyn."

"-enchantment. Yes." He flashes me an inquisitive glance. "How do you know of it?"
It sounds the sort of thing a certain line would do.

"I'm friends with his current heir. Who I can only assume is descended from a daughter. He did something to corrupt the establishment of the Christian religion in England, didn't he?"

"Yes. Basically. It was more to ensure that they could not forget about what came before than anything direct, and the ley line network provides us power as well, but without his work we would probably have faded by now."
Which is a shame. So much myth and legend has already been lost to the ages already...

"Mercury doesn't like the standing stones. She thinks that they distort the natural flow of energy."

"Usually I'd advocate for the natural state of things. But earthquakes and volcanoes aren't good for humans, and those are what happens when geomantic power runs wild."
Perhaps tell her that next time you see her, OL. Though she'd probably dismiss it as masculine excuse-making...

His eyes dip to the trail that he's somehow following.

"As I thought. Dorset."
Dorset? What the fook's in Dorset that could be useful?

"What's special about Dorset?"

"It's where cats first entered Britain. Good hunters, cats."
Interesting. I can see where this is going. A certain goddess who grows ever wearier with each passing year...

"And why is that important?"

"I'm not so good with domesticated animals as I am with wild ones. Dogs, eugh. Give me honest wolves instead."
Makes sense, being a god-figure of the wild.

"Why is it important that's where cats entered Britain?"

"There's no British cat god. Cat were brought here by Phoenicians, who brought the Kahndaqi cat goddess with them when they came. And thanks to all of the cats in Britain, there's still a weak link to her realm. It's a good place to get from one realm to another, if you don't mind the risks."
Honestly, I can't think of cat deities other than Bast... Huh.

"And what risks are those?"

"Bubastis is a decaying realm. All the glory it once held is reduced to ruins and vague traces of power. And not all of its people like being dead."
...Boy, his information's just a little out of date, isn't it?

Kon and I exchange a glance.

"So… When was the last time you were there?"
Heh. That would be amusing to see: Divine day trips to visit other pantheons.

"Some time ago. It's hard to keep track here."

"And how much worship would a place like that need in order to regain something of itself?"
Like, say, an entire nation rediscovering their ancient faith, out of curiosity if nothing else?

"This is like the time that Graham explained what trains are. Has something happened that would have revitalised Bubastis?"

I nod. "Teth Adom returned to life. He rules modern Kahndaq, and he openly worships its old pantheon. I wouldn't say… That the people have abandoned Islam, but… The old religion is… On their minds more than it used to be."
And sometimes, that can be enough to make them reconsider.

"That… Might change the situation."

"Ah, Paul? I… Went on the internet one time, and…" Kon looks away awkwardly. "You said the Japanese pantheon was recruiting. Do you think they'd have gone for… Bast?"
Makes me wonder if they've snagged any other minor deities that were at loose ends.

"They were mostly interested in new focuses of power rather than other old pantheons. Why..?"

"Catgirls." / "Catgirls."
Who doesn't like catgirls? Especially if they're more than teenagers wearing cat-ears.

"Bast isn't a kitten."

"The Japanese just depictions of women with feline features as… Um. Ah. I'm not totally sure why, but they use them a lot. The Japanese pantheon might capitalise on that by offering Bast a position. Maybe."
Probably out of a sense of mischief and naughtiness. In the same way that dogs are loyal and steadfast.

"Humans with animal features." He grins. "That will never catch on. Ah!"

I point ahead to.. a partially collapsed keep. At the speed we're going we're on it in seconds, slowing down to a stop just outside what's left of the outer wall.
This'll be their gateway, then.

"Here?"

"Look for a cat icon. That will mark the entry point."
Heh. Feels like a video game quest. "Find the cat icon and interact to teleport to the Instance." Sadly, I doubt it'll sparkle or glow for easy detection.

Kon and I nod, then the three of us proceed inside. There are signs of fires having been lit in the not too distant past, blacked embers on the floor up against several walls. Some footprints, mostly humanoid, but… I don't know, those could just be scuff marks. I'm not a tracker. But I can just wave my hand and release my construct lanterns to find a cat statue.

"What should we expect when we get there? You said it was more primal?"
As long as they don't end up as prey, I'm sure they'll be fine.

"Yes. You will become less your material self and more your arcane self."

Kon glances at me, and I shrug. I coped with being a spirit snake in the Silver City, I can cope in Cat City.
...Wonder if Kon will become a sun-man. And cause every cat who sees him to go into a doze... :D

"Is that dangerous?"

"It may be strange and disorienting for you. That may be dangerous. The experience itself shouldn't be."
I worry that your sense of 'dangerous' and theirs may be calibrated for different levels of risk.

I get a flicker of sensation from one of my construct lanterns. A heavily corroded cat statue about twenty centimetres tall tucked out of the way on the first floor.

"Found it. Let's go."
Heh. Summons for the win.

Well, then. From one otherworld to another. Hopefully this cross-dimensional road-trip has an easy way home, or OL could find himself running late. And that's assuming the Mistress of Cats doesn't take exception to him over Teekl. Perhaps he'll find himself getting batted about for a while in punishment. While she lounges about in Kon's radiant warm glow. :p Because Sun-God's blessing...
 
Ah yes, Queen Khalida. I'm surprised one of the newly re-fleshed Liche Priests hasn't been assigned to Paul as his tutor/"nanny" to keep an eye on him and ensure the Queen's future consort understands the particulars of Nehekharan Law, etiquette and ceremony.
He has basically granted her oldest wish, the return of her people's flesh; it is still a work in progress. If he does not want to participate in her cultural trappings, she will never ask him to. The nanny/advisor is still a fair point, but... Isn't the mental competence of her subjects maintained through her? So it would fade with distance from her territory?
 
I just remembered that Paul once jokingly offered to try and set Athena up with Bast, with Bast later having Teth Adom tell Paul that she wasn't interested. Hopefully Bast remembers this and references it when Paul meets her.

I think it was Sekhmet, since he mentioned that once she gets drunk she becomes a harmless kitty and Sekhmet has a myth like that.
 
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Boy, his information's just a little out of date, isn't it?

Ehh, the release of Adom was a recent thing and he may not have any contact with gods from Khandaq.

Who doesn't like catgirls? Especially if they're more than teenagers wearing cat-ears.

I'm now imagining Bast starting a priesthood in which her priests are turned into Catgirls and go to anime conventions to preach.
 
I think it was Sekhmet, since he mentioned that once she gets drunk she becomes a harmless kitty and Seth met has a myth like that.
After double checking, I've found that you're correct. However, they are supposed to be two aspects of the same god, and both are said to have been Bubastis, so hopefully she will remember Paul.
 

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