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Events of the 11th of Sandstone.
Archibess awoke with a gasp.
She was quite sure she should be dead, after all, she remembered falling.
She remembered being pushed... but how could that be? How could she be lying here, in bed, if she was dead?
But this wasn't her room. And it wasn't her bed.
The room was strewn with jewelry and shoes.
She knew this room. It was the room of the old Hammerer!
It felt like she was still here... all around the room... inside of her!
Archibess startled herself, and then chastised herself for startling herself.
But it was true that something was not right. She didn't feel like herself. Instead, she felt strong, fast, and capable in a fight.
She felt the need to dispense justice to the citizens of Nist Akath, not including the Acolyte and her sect, of course.
And she found herself surprised that she was not mad at the Acolyte. Instead, she felt grateful, as though some strange power had been given to her for the measely sum of her temporary demise.
It was time to face a new day! A new life! But it was also time to abandon part of her past. From this day forth she would be known as Archibess Shadowgraves!
Smirking, she wondered how Captain Ironblood would react when he heard of her promotion to this office.