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 | The Treasure of Smuggler's CoveClyf, a pirate Krawk, laughed heartily, taking another swig of grog. His face was flushed with happiness. Him and his crew were sitting at The Golden Dubloon, basking in the glory of another day of piracy.
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"The Parable of the Techo Master" by nolsterbuckr
We all have heard of the Techo Master. Over the years, many students have been in awe of his ability to levitate in addition to his seemingly infinite knowledge of the fighting arts. And in turn, many students have left the dojo out of frustration, even after having paid the codestones needed to train. But those who faithfully stay under the tutelage of the Techo Master are richly rewarded in mind, spirit, and body.
Yet, like all famous individuals, he wasn’t always like this. He even had a name once, but nobody knows it anymore. Not even he does, as relinquishing aspects of one’s identity is a necessary step on the road to enlightenment.In his youth, well before King Coltzan’s death, he passionately desired greatness. He didn’t want to be identified by what species he was; rather, he wanted to be identified by who he was as an individual. One of these dreams of greatness was to become the best fighter in existence- to become unparalleled at combat in the Battledome. And like we all do sometimes, the Techo desperately wanted to be forever remembered for his accomplishments. In order for him to do this, however, he had to find the best teacher and eventually surpass him in skill.
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