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I have a title and many pages. I am a genteel of genteel descent. I am a killer veteran of war. I am a slave to my lord pledged to his service.
I am a time for gathering crops. Remove the first three letters and I become an object you can wear.
I am the kind of soda you must not drink. What am I?
My full powers come when my makers are dead. I await a heavy hat to put on my head. What am I?
The Titanic is still here.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?