Welcome to the Age before the low rose to stand with the high.
The long night is over and the war of the princes has begun. Where will you sit?
Here in the city of Tingris off the coast of italy. You must make a choice.
Does your blood boil for freedom from the oppression? Like the cursed reds.
Do you feel the power of cash run through you, Merchant?
Or are you one of the bluebloods Valentinos?
Ah but such matters I see are not for you. You are not some cattle but a beast.
Well then you must meet the Prince.
