The island city is rife with intrigue, and the martial world is shrouded in mist, its towers hidden from view. Yesterday, we drank together and swore brotherhood in blood; today, our swords are at each other’s throats. They speak of deep affection, yet love is the hardest thing to hold on to. They speak of schemes, yet their hearts and courage shine through the ages. Amid the ebb and flow of the tides, the human heart is but a boat adrift.
