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The Empyreal's Embrace has the warehouse now.
Our job is ... as complete a job as has ever been.
<span class="mu-i">In our fair and grand city, sparks find their home and blossom into wildfires more often than not. It's a curious thing, how well loved our wide streets are of the distant Eye, and we, it's favorite sunbaked children.
Pyther was ever the home to bonfires grand and courage grander, each little citizen a light, a spark, a flame in the dark!
Though, okay, admittedly, it also means we've learned to build most of our grand buildings out of stone and brick and double-reinforced clay and if you think the Watchers are good at their job you should see the Urban Raincatcher Patrols. You think you're good with a bucket brigade?
Oh, spark. You've never seen the like.</span>
Our job here is complete. Our task... assured. Rinik, ravenous rat recidivist, will not be using this shipment of Mothdream for anything but fuel for the rage in the bitter little stone he calls a heart.
Glorious work, Maskmates.
