Mettle of Man (Mementos/Lost Legion)

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The giant Oscuri stands tall atop their newly built tower, he does not send papers or missives, from the rails he slaps both large hands down and bellows his message into the open air. Those within the Oscuri camp spread the word, passersby look on with a mixture of confusion and interest.

"What impudence you have to think you possess any right to affect my destiny, let me explain something to you undead champion of Varrach.

I am Cepheus, Vindicator of Conquest, I lead myself and only those who care to follow march behind me!

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This duel is to decide my own personal fate, it is to decide whether I will rage against a city under the protection of the Primordial.

The fate of the entire Last Legion does not rest in who wins this duel, only my own personal desire to conquer the lands of Meranthe in full.

HOWEVER!

A warrior should be able to fight to their hearts content, they must be able to rage upon the battlefield unchained.

I welcome you to join us at the fated duel, we will all battle together and knock on the doors of destiny together!

Lord Azrael will witness our bloodshed, he will be exalted in every swing of our blades."

"PRAISE AZRAEL!"

The undead would not be barred.

At least not by the Vindicator of Conquest.