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Post by Storyteller on Jul 12, 2015 22:57:56 GMT
Whispers of war are now statements of fact. Ships not seen in several generations have grounded on the eastern shores of the Heather Downs, sending many of the Halfling grasslander nomads fleeing to the middle sea, north into Rheged and deep into the south. They carry tales of wanton destruction and mass slavery, by strange demonic humanoids under the banners of the Tarnish Empire, who throw unquenchable flames that leave only dust and ash behind
One symbol is seen to be held above all others. The Crowned Head of Seth icon of the Imperial house appears to be in the vanguard. Who will come to the fore, when the world burns.
Where are the heroes of old.
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