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The Jade Cliffs Conclave
Author: Lukas Hagen
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High in the mist-shrouded peaks of the eastern frontier, the Jade Cliffs shimmered like emerald knives thrust skyward into the heavens. Nestled in the valley below was a crescent-shaped temple carved directly into the mountainside—a sanctuary untouched by time, war, or politics. It was here, once every decade, that the Seven Hidden Orders gathered in secrecy. But this time, they had not called the meeting.

The conclave had been summoned by the Seer.

Inside the temple’s inner sanctum, the elders were already assembled. The Grand Arbiters of the Spirit Monks, the Phoenix Covenant, the Iron Veil, the Cloud Lotus Sect, the Shadow Paladins, the Thousand Blades Clan, and the Everlight Circle—all seated around a circular dais inscribed with celestial runes that pulsed faintly with ancient power.

“Why now?” demanded Master Koji of the Thousand Blades. “The Accord was not meant to be invoked until the Blood Star rose. It is still three cycles away.”

“The Blood Star has risen,” said Lady Nian o
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