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"AIN IS A THIEVING, OATHBREAKING WRETCH, AND I WILL BREAK HIM UPON MY STRENGTH"

From the ruckus of Marteen's tavern, to the calm of the Spire's ruins. From the rhythmic melody of the beaches, to the sonorous bird-song of the Valley of Flowers. From the cavernous depths of the under-city, to the soaring heights of the Spire's rooftop canopy. From all places can these words be heard, shouted, screamed with emotional acid, into the atmosphere.

"UPON ALBEN'S BRIDGE IT WILL HAPPEN. WHERE I WILL NOT BE SHACKLED BY WEAKNESS. WHERE HE WILL NOT BE SAVED BY THE WEAKNESS OF OTHERS."

The Hero of the Spire has declared a duel of honor against one she purports lacks any.

September 11'th
5:00 PM EST
Albern's Crossing

@IlluminTea