*A tired and weary clergy woman with silver hair. and salmon armor makes her way through the city, heralding in the slums all the way to the outskirts in sermon*
"Let it not be said the dawn does not shine upon us, for the morninglord has shined his brightest these coming days. The -Night Witch- is no more, and by the dawns light, and blessings of his messengers is put to final, and eternal rest. No more will she threaten the night, no more will she terrorize the innocents with her dark shadowy visage. She is free from her unliving prison, and you all free from her deathly grasp. Take comfort in knowing, that there is indeed hope within the dawn, and that he brings us new beginnings and brighter futures."
*She makes her way into the temple, with a soft smile on her lips*
