The victory feast at Ironfang Citadel lasted long into the starlit arctic night. The grand stone courtyard, cleared of all imperial debris, was illuminated by twenty massive bonfires of cedar driftwood and coal. Over a thousand warriors—Vanguard legionnaires, Skadi ice-hunters, dwarven miners, and northern sailors—sat side by side along long trestle tables, singing the ancient battle hymns of the First Dawn. Barrels of dark dwarven stout, captured from the imperial…
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