The dead guards stood at the city gate, and observed the newcomer, looking him over carefully.  "Welcome, citizen.  12th son of Grandfather Steel, whose family gave him no sacrifices.  We are pleased to know that the patriarch of the fallen legion is not forgotten."  The lead guard intoned, somehow recognizing Flawless Ice as the descendant of an important ghost in the city, even through his Abyssal exaltation.  The gates of the town slowly creaked open, inviting the gloom and darkness of the necropolis outside.  "You will find Grandfather Steel in the 3rd legion barracks, within the command tent in the second ring."  One of the younger ghosts commented, holding a very small essence cannon at the ready.