The lively city of Dissidia buzzed with excitement as everyone waited for the grand event that had everyone talking. Players from all over the country and even from nearby areas had flocked to the Capital City, eager to join the celebrations and test their skills for the much-rumored grand prize that no one had won yet. The competition promised not just fame, but a legendary reward that spurred them on.
In one corner of the event grounds, a row of chairs was occupied by members of the Blacksmith Association. Their eyes were fixed on a gathering of individuals from The Ass Guild at the far end of the area. Among this group, one figure stood out—a stranger whose presence among the guild members had sparked much conversation within the blacksmith community.
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