GET PHANTOM
Procure a wallet worthy of the quest - Phantom, the squire's satchel.
THE SCRIBE IS INKING
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THE CHRONICLE
Upon a foggy moor among the old standing stones, a small boy in armor too big for him raised his longsword to the mist. He opened his mouth and screamed SIX SEVEN! so loud the fog itself parted. The moor has not been quiet since.
Holders who hear the cry pick up a sword. Chainmail too wide, belts too loose - it matters not. The battle cry is the banner, and the fellowship grows with every echo across the grass.
Thus begins the chronicle of Bundle 67: fair launched upon the field of Solana, no team tokens, LP burned, contract renounced. The boy knight rides on.
ARMS
OVERSIZED PLATE
BATTLE CRY
SIX SEVEN
FIELD
THE FOGGY MOOR
THE FOUR QUESTS
The horn sounds. Fair launch upon the field. No team tokens. LP burned. The boy knight answers.
The fellowship gathers in the mist. Holders swear by the cry. Chainmail is fitted. Belts are cinched.
Listings open. The host rides out across every chart. Banner high - SIX SEVEN!
The cry echoes forever across the moor. Standing stones remember. The chronicle never ends.
THE RITE OF ARMS
BY DECREE OF THE MOOR - LET ALL SQUIRES ATTEND
Procure a wallet worthy of the quest - Phantom, the squire's satchel.
Fill the purse with SOL. No empty scabbard rides into battle.
Ride to the pump.fun lists where the boy knight's banner flies.
Strike the trade. Take $BUN67 into your arms and join the cry.
THE WAR TABLE
Tidings from the field, inked as they happen