Requirements:

Safety through Strength

The weapons of our world must be sharpened, and Nowhere will be the whetstone by which we make these blades bright. In their light, I will learn the lessons of victory.

Mark of Monsters

War makes monsters of soldiers. Now soldiers can be made of monsters. As the war against Nowhere is waged, the bright claws drive back Nowhere, sharp and lambent with dawnlight. In the scars they leave on night lie the lessons I seek. I will carve them into my flesh, let the knowledge pierce bone deep, until all courses to victory are writ across my skin. [You have shaped the Histories; set a stone in their foundation; reached a destination; finished the game. The roots of the world run ever deeper. Please accept our congratulations.]

Tarot: Chariot