The Ashes have stirred. What once was only oath and memory now takes shape in stone and steel. Gabaria has risen from whispers and smoke, and the first of her children walk her paths. They are few, yet their banners already cast long shadows. The halls are empty still, the forges cold, but the will of a people burns hotter than any flame. Now begin the first deeds of a young nation — the trials that will prove if blood and faith can forge a realm.
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