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It was another lovely morning in Mallian, the air humid and thick with heat. Bird-song, human chatter and dipping oars gently competed for the city's affection. The aftermath of a passing rainstorm sprinkled a necessary chill to the mix, now drifting by in a black cloud past the white rooftops...

It was quite the normal morning for most of the city of Alliria as she sun began its rise into the sky and began to poke through the massive buildings that dominated the skyline. The sounds of shouting, carriages, and metal on metal as the blacksmiths hammered away at their work permeated the...