Hushed tongues whisper in discontent, of rulers unfit to rule and an old order that has led only to chaos and destruction. Masked faces chant and pray, turning to faith and Gods that are seemingly long abandoned. Ambitious lips part, speaking of those with true virtue and a willing to do what is needed to end the corruption plaguing the land, those with daggers in hand, ready to punish those who transgressed against them.
Children of East and West come forth, ready to pay the blood tithe.
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