Greetings hermanos, i am Cleaver, a very far relative from the corsair nation.
I understand we are enemies, but my situation is dire, i need your help and insight on my problem.
I was found in space, abandoned and sleeping, and the corsairs found me, fed me, and groomed like like a proper son of the hispania.
I remember nothing before the moment i was found and rescued, and since then, i have visions, dreams of spirits that speak to me. They speak about the children of the hispania, about a united hispaniola, they speak about the universe, the great cleansing and the corrupt tribes. And the spirits... they sing to me, and when they sing, i feel like i am one with the universe, and everything makes sense.
A few time ago, i found your product, the cardaminia and i tried it out, and the spirits, started talking to me awake, for the first time in my life, they flooded me with visions of malta, the orange grass, and mentioned a trial i should understake with no fear of death; i have to drink the purple rain; the liquid cardaminia.
Can you direct me on my quest? offer me some insight? you know the spirits as well, maybe you can help me in my predictament, i need to fulfill my destiny, i need find out who i really am.
You are not the last nor the first from that side of the sector to have sought answers from our order...
Indeed a great deal many Corsairs keep a copy of the Book of Cataclysm in their domiciles. Private and personal worship is all that is needed for one to be awake. Though because the empire is harsh on those they would call misfits... We do not send Oracles there. Anything connected tot he divine is greatly feared.
As a boy My father suffered this connection as you do, it made him the Mar Sara or master teacher of our order for many years. I confess I was a better soldier for our lords then a teacher or empathy... though destiny saw fit to claim my life in their name I was reborn in their light..and because I am uniquely infected. I cannot visit my home of Malta.
So as the "Exsiled" Outcast son and Master Teacher I travel to those like you... the "difficult" cases.
or alternatively you can make way to Kansas... to the Shrine gate. Either or. The Das Wilde of the Omegas keep a humble space for me as well. Making the trip to you shouldn't be difficult.