A son does not steal his rightful inheritance, he pries it from the dead
fingers of an undeserving mob. Ashtan stands unworthy of hosting our
Forge and Citadel, both. With this final restoration of our property, a
chaotic rabble finds closure.

Or pain.



In Their Service,

High Lord Orchist Lichlord
Infernal Knight

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Scarlatan, in the year 574 AF.