
![]() | Name | New World’s Prelude |
| Sub | view_cat_7 | |
| Description | Just as the frontier folk weave their prayers into verse beneath the moonlight, the craftsmen of the north temper defiant ambition into steel as cold and bright as moonlight. When the moon sets alongside the long night, the thing that tears apart the old world may well be hailed as the dawn of a new one. |






those crystals will soon expire and i still havent found any store to spend them. this whole ga...