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“They have not had the warmest welcome since we came to the west, but I find we have a common enemy in Striking Dawn. Will you join us?”
—Creed, of Graygulch

Among the once solitary centaurs, some turn to crush the rising civilization.

Why not have a drink for a spell?

Aetherite offers many occupational hazards. Aetherswirls, localized blood storms, transformations, sudden monsters, disintegrations, invisibility, lung removal, lung additions, and the occasional harse.

“Too much aether gives the gun too much kick, and you don't want to be on either end of it when that happens.”
—Calamity Rose

Two parts iron and one part aether combine to craft almost any metal imaginable.

“On second thought...”

There is an eerie aura around this fixture, around this creature, in the field. It is not just standing.
They are watching.

Another day, another hero.

“A drop of aether is as potent as any poison. Use lots.”
—Roxite, of Nightrail

Sandbluff stands tall as the largest city to dismiss Bearidge's laws.

“Yes, go on and drink your cares away while the rest of us are out here, making sure you've got a bit of sky to call safe.”
—Calamity Rose

“Stand down and prepare to be searched!”

Don't try to out-draw a ghost. They've had two lifetimes to practice.

Sandbluff takes in everyone willing to work, no matter their race or creed.

Sandbluff riders aren't worth their salt until they can keep up with the Sunset Engine as it crosses the frontier.

A good con artist is always unarmed and never without a weapon.

Aetherlocks had largely replaced swords for their range, but nothing could replicate the pain of the old weapons.

Everyone on Daisite has a story. Most of them aren't worth dying over.

The sheriff's spell made escape impossible. Haide didn't believe in impossible.