The rising of the Black Barbican portcullis was followed by a scene of dramatic, historic submission that completed the moral pacification of the northern heartland. As the heavy star-metal gates swung open, Commander Brant led two thousand northern soldiers of the Ironspire garrison out onto the bridge apron. In absolute, disciplined silence, the soldiers unbuckled their sword belts, laid their shields and repeating crossbows upon the frozen snow, and dropped…
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