It had been a long journey for Titan Bane. He had just thwarted a beholder's plans to become a death tyrant down in Al-Rassor when he received orders from his creators to make for the Seat of Mavros to meet with the Twin Dukes who ruled there. He was not told why he needed to do so, nor did he need or even want to know why. All that mattered what that his creators wanted him to go to the Seat and meet with the Dukes. And so that was exactly what Titan Bane did.

As he walked through the emptying streets, Titan Bane passed a group of soldiers. The soldiers saluted the warforged warrior as they passed by. During his early day, Titan Bane's creators tested the capabilities of their creation by having him fight on the losing sides of many large scale conflicts. Almost every time he made an appearance in the ranks of an army, Titan Bane played a big part in tipping the scales in favor of those he fought for. As a result, the soldiers loyal to armies Titan Bane had fought for held him in the highest esteem.

The city that Titan Bane was walking through was truly a sight to behold. While most people tended to look around in wonder as they walked the streets, Titan Bane looked straight ahead as he continued his relentless march towards the meeting place. As he passed people in the street, some greeted and welcomed the warforged warrior. While most people would return these greetings, Titan Bane completely ignored all who spoke to him, for he only spoke when he believed it to be truly necessary. Reaching the Twin Dukes was all Titan Bane was focused on at the moment. Little else mattered.