Drinker of the Cursed Sun, Ruler of the Sky Above,

Many years ago, I made a pledge: nineteen tournaments I would win, in nineteen different martial styles - all of those known to my home city of Spinesreach.

Today, I mark this vow complete.

And though I am bestowed with a constellation to honor my legend, I have not forgotten a second pledge - that my blade is Yours. That all who fall to it fall in Your name.

So I ask: Bear witness, my goddess, to what Your blade has wrought. For though it was crafted by Cold Reason, it now sings with Pride.

In service to the Throne,

Sheryni Nebre'seir
Your Vicious One

Penned by my hand on Falsday, the 1st of Ios, in the year 21 AC.