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Eboca

Eboca remains, to this day, a monument to both industry and oppression—a kingdom without a king, yet still grinding forward under the weight of its own brutal legacy. Of all the Grey Provinces, it stood the longest in the Grove’s Fury War, not because of resilience, but because its suffering was its strength. The forges of Eboca burned hotter than anywhere else, fueled not just by coal and iron, but by the broken backs and bloodied hands of its people. The finest blades of war—sleek, sharp, and unforgiving—were crafted by starving artisans who knew that hesitation meant punishment, and failure meant death. There was no questioning the order of things. Dissent was not merely silenced; it was obliterated. To speak against the province was to invite agony beyond comprehension. The torture chambers of Eboca were as renowned as its weaponry, their architects more skilled in the art of pain than any sculptor or painter could ever be in their craft. The streets were lined not with monuments of heroes, but with the bodies of those who had dared to whisper rebellion. And yet, for all its suffering, Eboca did not fall easily. The unbreakable discipline of its people, the terrifying efficiency of its armies, and the sheer relentlessness of its infamous knight, Cynwise, ensured that while the other provinces crumbled, Eboca endured. It was not victorious, nor was it spared—but it held, stubbornly, spitefully, as if defiance itself had been hammered into its steel. Now, with no ruler to dictate its will, Eboca persists like a corpse that refuses to rot. The forges still burn, though no one truly knows for whom they craft their weapons. The great factories still churn out goods, though there is no war to supply. The enforcers still patrol the streets, though there is no master to obey. It is a land of ghosts—machines without purpose, laws without a sovereign, a people too broken to rise yet too ingrained in suffering to stop. The industry continues, unshaken by time or reason, as if the province itself has forgotten how to do anything else.

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