Two races long at war are trying to establish peace. Former tyrant Mosemaaten is proposing a disarmament to the Thelosians, but General Pentalos smells a rat (despite his race's lack of noses). It IS kind of hard to trust a guy who lives on a barren landscape, has glowing eyes and metal claws, and sits on a stone throne backlit by a giant fire. Enter Olos - an average kind of guy, he works in the sewers- which turns out to be pretty good luck one terrible dawn…

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