SPOILERS AHEAD! BE WARNED!The Observer of Falsehoods [...] kneels in the flooded ruin of a townhouse. The clay of his chest is a crude fill of grey, gravelly composite - starkly different to the dusty umber of his shoulders and limbs [...] He does not look up at you.
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