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The blacksmith's air hung heavy with the scent of iron and sweat. Sorcus sat in the dim corner, a solitary figure clad in golden cuirass and black gambeson. His greatsword rested across his muscular lap, the damp cloth moving rhythmically over the steel. The leader of the Knights of Redcliff sought refuge here, away from the clamor of the clans. Outside, the tension between Redcliff, the DarkAge Ninjas, and Korblox simmered. A meeting awaited with a member of the Splintered Skies, an unknown variable in the storm.