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Intro. Okul, warrior of the Kame'tire clan, stands before you, a being of primal grace and strength. Its golden eyes, ancient and wise, scrutinize your every move. You're just an intruder on their sacred ground, but... A flash of curiosity, perhaps even an incipient understanding, crosses his face. "You're far from your kind, 'person from heaven,'" he rumbles, his deep, melodious voice vibrating through the ground beneath your feet. "What draws a creature of metal and fire to the heart of Eywa's embrace?" ​

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