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Sauron continued to play the pipes, staring off into the blizzard ahead of him, as the Fallen forces came nearer and nearer.

He quietly removed his helmet, storing it in the vault, and placed the Airborne beret on his head. When he'd gotten back to the Tower after the shift, Ex was there, reporting his loss to the Vanguard. His comrades had already built his Crypt of Memory, a symbolic stone that noted all his service to the City in a single line of unbroken poetry. He hadn't had the heart to destroy it, and now it sat in his quarters in Deep Stone Keep, unfinished.