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|Sender=Ryosuke Guile | |||
|Recipients=Everyone in the Nocturn Conclave | |||
|Content=Fellow Rulers of the Isle of Monsters, | |||
Irondale still stands committed to aiding in the defence of the South, but we are unable to send our legion anywhere until things are a bit more secured on our own borders. The desert has seen an increase in the size of rogue spawns, and I very much doubt that any of our neighbours wish to get blindsided by marauding orcs or trolls whilst they are busy in their wars, or the vital work of defending the south. | |||
In the coming weeks we will be implementing a stricter militia requirement on our frontier regions, as well as increasing our mobile force strength further. | |||
On the first day of the coming spring, Irondale's Noctan Legion will begin marching to wherever the mustering will be at that time. | |||
I hope that the Masked One has a positive outcome for us all in these trying times, only through his understandings and mystery will we truly triumph over this bedamned Necromancer. Creasur remains in our prayers, across the Dale, and by members of all three of the important faiths of the isle. | |||
Strength and Honour, | |||
Vox Noctis, | |||
|Title=Hierophant of Irondale | |||
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Latest revision as of 01:03, 22 March 2022
After the Slaughter of Xinjin
Creasur's Stand | ||||||
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The Wrong Side of a Wall
Through the night, the light continues to spread slowly along Creasur's northern border—and when it reaches the eastern and western edges of the border, it continues spreading, west along Ypsilanti's border and east along Eg Tutnu's. As it spreads, the vibrations gradually soften, and the words within the cacophony of undead and monsters become more and more indistinct. By dawn, there is a shimmering curtain of pearlescent light stretching from coast to coast just north of Creasur. And there is an army of undead marching through a dozen breaches in the city's wall. As the massed ranks of desiccated corpses push through the streets and begin slaughtering the populace, the portal stones rise into the air and begin to rotate slowly, drifting gently northward as they do so. The stones shift their angle by 90 degrees so that they are oriented vertically, the column of light, though fainter now, still stretching from them to the curtain on the border. Then, without further warning, they fly to the border, bringing the light with them. The stones stop when they hit the border as if they have struck a wall of packed earth and embedded themselves in it, no longer spinning. The glow of the curtain of light at the border strengthens, and though animals can be seen moving through it, and it bisects a number of trees with no apparent ill effects, when a stray monster in Ypsilanti charges heedlessly up to the border with Jaekind, it strikes the curtain of light as if it were a solid barrier and bounces off, landing with a yelp several feet away. The north of Beluaterra is, it seems, somewhat protected...but at what cost? | ||||||
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