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Saezurah: The time has come. The halls have healed. A new Arbiter waits in the wings. |
Saezurah: The chorus assembles. The vessel awaits. Your voice must join them. |
Saezurah: Dissonance... a melody lost long ago... |
Pelagos: Something is interfering with the ritual! |
Saezurah: The song... is silent. |
Secutor Mevix: Maw Walker! What happened? |
Saezurah: The melody fades, a plaintive refrain. The cycle awaits a voice. |
Nadjia the Mistblade: What is she talking about? We don't need riddles, we need answers! |
Secutor Mevix: What's our next plan, Maw Walker? |
Droman Aliothe: There must be another answer. |
Saezurah: Align the spheres. Only then can harmony be restored. |
Kleia: Pelagos? Is it... still you? |
The Arbiter: Yes, Kleia. I am whom I have always been... and yet so much more. |
The Arbiter: My path has become clear. I must take my place in Oribos. |
Kleia: Go in service, brother of my heart. We will meet you there. |
The Arbiter: Farewell, my friends. |
Saezurah: The pattern is made whole. We return and continue. |
Saezurah: The hour approaches. Summon the scryers. |