Tempered in the flames of Thanalan's beating heart does the warrior step forth. Wielding blade inlaid with gold and steel, caked in ashes and born anew. Be it the flames of Ul'Dah or that of the great Eikon of the fire Ifrit, all are but fuel to the embers burning within his chest. Reliance upon false idols, be they coin or the Gods of eld, nothing is truer than the striking of your sword and the stillness following a battle. These are the words of this secretive order within the sands.
Mar 24th, 2022
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