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image by dashinvaine FLAMEKEEP.       The spectacle that presented itself to the young girl was breath-taking. If Passage had seemed worryingly large to the Reacher, it dwindled before the glory of the capital of Thrane, second largest city on the continent, the power and brilliance of the Silver Flame made stone.   The Lightning Rail station of House Orien had been built immediately next to Archon Bridge, and offered the full view of the central city. Youngest of the capitals of the Five Nations, Flamekeep had been a minor castle but seven hundred years ago, when Wroat and Metrol were already old. Back then, Daskaran had been the capital

image by dashinvaine “STAND FIRM!”   The Thrane platoon was breaking. In front of her, a young man, isolated from the formation, fell to the sword of one of the reanimated rotting corpses that Karrnath had put into its black-and-red armour, the blade plunging into the man’s chest to the very hilt. “Trust in the Flame!” she yelled over the din, putting a crazy, almost fanatical energy into the words.   All around her, people scrambling for their horses which they had abandoned to investigate the scene of horror that lay before them pulled together in a defensive circle. She too had dismounted from Fiontán

image by dashinvaine THALIOST WAS NOT A NICE PLACE, Lynn had decided after only one day. It was not only that the war was nowhere else in Eberron as present in the minds of people than here. Thaliost seemed to be a monument to the War, in a way that transcended mere historical and strategic concepts. As Aundair had not made any credible effort to retake their pre-Galifarian capital since the failed attempt nearly seventy years ago, the people resented their apparent abandonment by what they still considered their home nation almost as much as the occupation by Thrane. The heavy reprisals that followed Aundair’s last attempt at retaking

image by dashinvaine ARCHBISHOP SOLGAR DARIZNU STARED AT THE SILVER FIRE that burned in the fireplace, from which he had the workers remove all the decorations that his predecessors had placed there in their misguided attempts at making the place more cheerful. Most of what was now known as the Tower of Judgement had been rather sumptuously decorated by the archbishop Giliani, and before him by archbishop Adrago. Dariznu had it all removed, and what could be salvaged had been sold to provide for the welfare of Thaliost. Of all the riches, the only thing that the archbishop had kept were the supplies of silverburn, which was used on most of th