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[Ishmael Inuldesia]

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Ishmael gazed at the sea in the distance as the rolling waves and ideal
winds brought his vessal ever closer to his destination. He had been
reflecting for days upon his decision to leave Sanctus and to bring
back the true ways to the world, the ways of Virtue and Light that
seemed to him to have been all but lost. The Infinite, the Truth of
the Light, Veramocor would be there to guide him, to fill him, to make
him complete. Though he had never been a leader of a large force,
something deep within was compelling him, marching him toward his
destiny.

Drawing his curved blade and gazing at it, he looked upon the Order
Serpent emblazoned upon the hilt. Looking up, he caught first sight of
the glistening walls and shining towers of Serpent's Hold. After
seeing this, he knew what he had to do...

An old Order would be reborn.