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The Council of Ebon encircle the Cauldron, their grotesque features shrouded in shadows. With voices like ice shards scraping against stone, they disclosed their dark prophesy.
War between the dark nation of Ebon and rebel forces is imminent. The Martyr’s Moon rises. The blood of a storyteller is spilled. Hope vanishes. Yet in night, the King of Claire whispers.