"I lived."

A message from the Ebonblooded's Forgemaster travels through Esshar at large,
either via word of mouth, or letters stapled with arcanium of all things, to billboards near
and far. Even outside of Osrona could one of these letters be found.

Quote:

"For those reading this, I come bearing a single message, as I am after two important items from

my late brother - as well as my late mother even if she was a shitty witch.

My brother's sword, Sacrosia, belongs to the Ebonblooded. As his younger brother 

as well our sect's Forgemaster - approved by a council of Elder Dragons - it's my duty to ensure it returns home.

And my late mother's lute: Unsure, the Heart's Requiem. That belongs to me by right of blood,

period. I will ensure this also returns to it's proper place -

My hands.

Those who turn these weapons into me will get either a monetary reward or

a special item from my horde. For example, one

Ruyi Jingu Bang, crafted by legendary artist

Ema mir Okabe herself.

Don't make me repeat myself."