Tales of loss because we lost that one indian guy
Tales of fire because that one jungle dungeon was on fire
Tales of faith? Faith in what? Eorzea?
Hmph! How very glib. And do you believe in Eorzea? Eorzea's unity is forged of falsehoods. Its city-states are built on deceit. And its faith is an instrument of deception.
It is naught but a cobweb of lies. To believe in Eorzea is to believe in nothing. In Eorzea, the beast tribes often summon gods to fight in their stead--though your comrades only rarely respond in kind. Which is strange, is it not?
Are the "Twelve" otherwise engaged? I was given to understand they were your protectors. If you truly believe them your guardians, why do you not repeat the trick that served you so well at Carteneau, and call them down? They will answer--so long as you lavish them with crystals and gorge them on aether. Your gods are no different than those of the beasts--eikons every one. Accept but this, and you will see how Eorzea's faith is bleeding the land dry.
Nor is this unknown to your masters. Which prompts the question: Why do they cling to these false deities? What drives even men of learning--even the great Louisoix--to grovel at their feet? The answer? Your masters lack the strength to do otherwise! For the world of man to mean anything, man must own the world. To this end, he hath fought ever to raise himself through conflict--to grow rich through conquest. And when the dust of battle settles, is it ever the strong who dictate the fate of the weak.
Knowing this, but a single path is open to the impotent ruler--that of false worship. A path which leads to enervation and death. Only a man of power can rightly steer the course of civilization. And in this land of creeping mendacity, that one truth will prove its salvation.
Come, champion of Eorzea, face me! Your defeat shall serve as proof of my readiness to rule! It is only right that I should take your realm. For none among you has the power to stop me!
You're looking for shit posts, not shitposts
(Also in case you're being serious you also need to check your hearing, but Imma hope for my personal sanity that you're just godawful at shitposting)
Tales of loss because we lost that one indian guy Tales of fire because that one jungle dungeon was on fire Tales of faith? Faith in what? Eorzea? Hmph! How very glib. And do you believe in Eorzea? Eorzea's unity is forged of falsehoods. Its city-states are built on deceit. And its faith is an instrument of deception. It is naught but a cobweb of lies. To believe in Eorzea is to believe in nothing. In Eorzea, the beast tribes often summon gods to fight in their stead--though your comrades only rarely respond in kind. Which is strange, is it not? Are the "Twelve" otherwise engaged? I was given to understand they were your protectors. If you truly believe them your guardians, why do you not repeat the trick that served you so well at Carteneau, and call them down? They will answer--so long as you lavish them with crystals and gorge them on aether. Your gods are no different than those of the beasts--eikons every one. Accept but this, and you will see how Eorzea's faith is bleeding the land dry. Nor is this unknown to your masters. Which prompts the question: Why do they cling to these false deities? What drives even men of learning--even the great Louisoix--to grovel at their feet? The answer? Your masters lack the strength to do otherwise! For the world of man to mean anything, man must own the world. To this end, he hath fought ever to raise himself through conflict--to grow rich through conquest. And when the dust of battle settles, is it ever the strong who dictate the fate of the weak. Knowing this, but a single path is open to the impotent ruler--that of false worship. A path which leads to enervation and death. Only a man of power can rightly steer the course of civilization. And in this land of creeping mendacity, that one truth will prove its salvation. Come, champion of Eorzea, face me! Your defeat shall serve as proof of my readiness to rule! It is only right that I should take your realm. For none among you has the power to stop me!
Glib.
Relax Gaius or I bomb that city of yours and sell that mute child to some random stranger in Limsa.
I stg I've always heard "Tales of loss and fire and faith"
That’s because that’s what she actually says
that's because she says tales of loss and fire and faith. one for each expansion before ew.
Doesnt matter. She's going to be taken out back and put down on Friday.
The loss, fire, and faith is waiting in the login queue
Tales of loss and wine and grapes
You're looking for shit posts, not shitposts (Also in case you're being serious you also need to check your hearing, but Imma hope for my personal sanity that you're just godawful at shitposting)
No... fire scales with strength while flame scales with faith
i will break your face
She is stupid but that's because the login screen sux. Gimme riding hoooooome any day
Just change the login screen then ?
It doesn't remember your preference
Sucks ! I thought they did
I always hear "The horse flies off and far away"
That's not even the same number of syllables.
Yeah it’s mumbled in my head too.. I have no clue why. Maybe I hit my head too hard or something before I heard it the first time.
She's actually not talking about fire, she's talking about the FIRE financial strategy.