[Gunner]

Winter 2167 A.C

"It seems they beat me to the punch..."

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The North Stirs Once More...

High atop the Drakanspire, the eyes of The Inquisitor had remained fixed in the direction of Pscaela for some time, whether expecting this march to come or planning on herself. In the end, it mattered little as the movement from the south-west was met with an immediate response. 

As a pillar of light pierces the skies above The Spire, courtesy of one Ren Kurosawa, the figure of The Inquisitor stands amidst the ray of sunlight that shines down upon the peaks of Mt. Grimhjall. 

"We occupy the lands WE cleansed as your and yours allowed it to rest in rubble and obscurity
As you festered in your hives of debauchery and depravity
As you clung to a past that just like you deserves to be dead and buried. 

So come.

Come and see what I've done with MY mountain. 
Come and witness the might of The Four. 
Come and meet the swift end you always do the second you step against these holy lands. 

And when you turn tail to return and hide within your festering, rebranded pile of scrap and shit?
Expect us.

In Terms You'll Understand
Voluntas Draconum
Ad Victorem"

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Inquisitor Suzuka Kazana

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Objective : Defend The Spire