“I once saw an Ashen Assassin walk past me calmly, I stared at his silhouette, tattoos and piercings for a while, then turned to continue my way and saw a man in the other direction a few meters away, with eyes wide open, looking down to his torso. His chest was so badly cut and torn and his heart missing. He seemed panting to the realization he was already dead” –Eleif Khijair, Merchant of Sundar

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