*i enter, carrying a bloodied June fireman style* *i set her down on a widen stack on a field in from of the cliffs* Even if you were less than human, I won't stoop to your level. You get to leave this world the way we do. *i close her eyes as I light the pyre* This city has been freed from its manipulative oppressors. It will stand, not as a sign of what was, but a gateway to what is. We will no longer dabble in the affairs of war, for peace is every man's right. This is not to say they will take it, however, and so, this place will be reorganized by the marauders and bandits who overthrew the old regime. BlackWind, the cavern underneath this land will become an arena, meant for nostalgia, to remind us of the days of old. And we will stand watch, ready to act, should we lose our way again. For cobalt...