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You call upon the False Icon, and your patron answers. The gray mountain flares in the sky, and the Ziggurat's forces moan with fear before the herald silences them. The False Icon promises you miracles and wonders, now, so long as you continue to serve its will. And if you should try to disobey?

A man beside the herald sounds a horn, and the Cerulean Guards on the beached ship leap onto the shore. The herald's ship glides almost close enough to hit the village with arrows, while the third ship beaches as close as it can to the village. Its soldiers raise shields to protect from missile fire from the River People.