Tag: War

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The Dawn Wars

There are many conflicting ideas surrounding ‘what came before’ during the first age of Ayl’gard and that is all they can be. Ideas. For no one, no man or farling alive can claim to know for there are none who walked the realms at the Dawn of All that live today. These tales, legends of an era that have been passed down through generations, … Read More The Dawn Wars

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The Legacy of Gaius Mordan

The continents of Ayl’gard, Gaiaden, Terraden and Valleden, are vast lands filled with distinctive cultures, architecture, history and industry. Any avid explorer with a desire to see this world could spend a lifetime walking the roads of Ayrlaston, traversing the valleys of Sollistar, drudging through the wastes of the Deadlands or sailing the seas and yet every now and then you might come across … Read More The Legacy of Gaius Mordan

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War at My Door: The Final Day

Piper. I found your letters dear sister and I read every last word. I have finally come home. Two weeks had passed before word of the attack reached the gates of Amberfall and it was two weeks too fucking many. I passed by the bodies of those who were slain, devoured and then discarded by the side of the road. I’m guessing they tried … Read More War at My Door: The Final Day

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War at My Door: The Third Day

Erin. Why am I even doing this? I’m writing letters to you and yet I know that you will not receive a single one. A senseless task if ever there was one. But writing them is the only way I can pass the time without feeling so alone.

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War at My Door: The First Day

Erin. It’s finally happened sister. Ingrid warned us they would come but no one would listen to her. Everyone said she was a mad old cow, that the war would never reach us, that the Legion would stop them. It turns out the old crone was right all along. The Dothylfar have invaded the Westervale.

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The Morning Sun

This is a song once sung centuries ago by the sons and daughters of Ayrlaston to raise their spirits and rally their hearts as they marched to into battle at the behest of their Kings.

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The Grey Wolds

The ogres, or O’kr as they call themselves in their own basic way, of the Highlands that dwell in the north of the Lands of Winter are a savage, bestial and unrelenting race of hunters. They live for the chase, strive for the prize and seek their prey with an excitable thirst for blood and honour. To the ogres, the races of men and … Read More The Grey Wolds

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Sun Kissed & Moon Blessed

The ancient race of Ayl’far were united as one A vast and blessed realm of grace they had long become Until war and partition shattered the light that shone Now they are divided, this once sacred union undone

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A Lament for War

In centuries yet known From eons untold War welcomes the fire Step forward the bold

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The Independence of Ayrlaston

Dveroth had been conquered and the race of men from the northern realm of the Lochlands had claimed the country for themselves. Several notable Houses and leaders were placed into the positions of Baron to maintain stability and control of this new realm, which was a fertile land full of possibilities and potential. Some naysayers would claim years later that the King of Wintermere … Read More The Independence of Ayrlaston

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The Stone-Winter War

This is the written account of the fall of a proud warrior race, the birth of a new nation and the legend of Wulfgar Stormsever as it is documented in the histories and tomes contained within the library of the Aeon Citadel of Amberfall.

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