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#1198
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-- Lord, help me in this righteous endeavor.
Ignatius left his horse, rolled completely in the roadside mud for greater stealth, and quietly and unnoticed headed towards the source of the sounds, muttering to himself the most powerful prayer he knew.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers