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... aith had fallen.
The Pathless was dead.
Chaos gripped the bastion of order in claws of fear. Fire bloomed among the districts, spreading in golden waves from fallen Priests as their connection to the Pathless was severed. Inquisitors were laid out upon thoroughfares and boulevards, stunned beyond ability to speak. The populace, without a direct connection to their god but gripped by a nameless panic, could only watch the chaos unfold. Paladins ran to put out the flames, forced to ...
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