• The Obelisk of the End has become a true garrison of the fel legions, with demons constantly on patrol at and around it. Rumor has it that an assassination attempt was placed on the Owldrake's life, shortly before its Ascension, but this cannot be verified in its entirety, as it is but illusory whispers upon the wind. In any case, the Archdemon yet lives, and stronger than before. A poor omen for the future of Meranthe, surely.
  

• The spawn of Na'Ria have proliferated and assimilated within the ranks of Skarnfel, expected to grow quickly due to their ancestry directly leading towards Sak'noth, the Lord of Change, and now with direct parentage to the Lord of Knowledge. With the forces having been slightly diminished, culled by the hands of Delphinian royalty, it appears that this move shifted into the role from what was once a simple curiosity to a necessary act.
  

• The Lord of Time, Xarxes, has been heralding in a new age of his own make, alongside the work of Archon Na'Ria's machinations. The future appears grim, as Time conspires against all; with his power growing by the day, and the new Ascendant standing shoulder to shoulder with him, something malicious must yet appear upon the horizon.
  

Year 2072 AC


Despite the looming dangers across Meranthe, Audhild had the luxury of a peaceful decade within its borders. With Audhild's declaration of coming to Final Frontier's aid should the Enclace and Delphina follow through on their call for war? The city of craft is becoming alert, with rumors spreading that a training course for the younger generation is in the works.

Onto better news, however:

Year 2072 AC


The flag has been planted; the dues have all been paid. With the call for reinforcements answered, the Baron of Blood Rose has finally 
given the precious few Batkin left wandering and homeless after the destruction of all they knew a home to settle. Throughout the year, 
little flapping wings of happy Na'hram children, non-magi and budding potentials alike, would be near invisible to the shores of the mainland past its own fortifications. 
Patrols in intimidating armor with equality intimidating insignias would smile dark and honeyed grins, most of which held the hint of sharpened teeth beneath their helms. A 
people bred for war and lust, readying themselves for what must come next with prayers on their lips and desire in their eyes. 
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• The refortification of the bulwark has been a primary focus of late, attempting to maintain and, if able, add to what the previous denizens had instated, with masons of mostly non-magi origins gladly working their hands for the protection of their new home. Murmurs of a desire not to see what happened to Nyt'hjem repeated within their lifetimes can be heard in passing, audible from their excitement as the citizens open up new shops and build their new homes, many of which seem to be hollowed out caverns at the base of the shore.
  
  
•  The landmass once called Black Rose has now been redubbed in honor for Baron Adairas favored proclivities, as well as the many fleeting warriors with his sigil upon their backs. 
  

• With the silence coming from the Moons Chosens' camp, the Blood Moon Risings' decree to hunt down those still loyal to her bastardization of their race has been enacted; there has been word of a grace period for those who were taken in by her charisma and untouched by the darkness of the occult and wicked ways, but to preserve the legacy of their kins' future, the ones she has rotted must be culled to bring alleviation to talks of extermination. 
  

• Though the Adairas views on the evil of those who go against the flow of the Lifestream have been made clear, so too has his mercies; those who are already living upon the island have been allowed to stay without disruption, so their fate may be carried out by virtue of their own design. However, those who attack and harm the other denizens will be dragged to the back of the castle and shot. Some believe this is just the strange humor of Baron Adaira, though others might note the gleaming guns on some of the Batkins' belts. 
  

• There exists plans to expand the settlement beyond just the few caverns below, and the scattered houses that litter the island. Perhaps even some level of design to enhance the landmass in some way - If not by increasing its size, then perhaps by making it float upon the water somehow. However, the former plans seem to merely be propaganda to increase the rank and file of warriors with adventurous hearts into the garrison, as well as growing the general headcount of the island... Supposedly. 
  

• A recording of a speech made in a distant, sandy land has found its way to the hands of a few merchants, who, for just a few crowns, will gladly play the filtered and semi-corrupted echo - Some suggest this is allowed to happen as a way to display the Barons desires and vision of the future. Others note it's likely just further propaganda. Only time will tell. 
  

Skarnfel: To be Hunted as Prey
Meranthe: Jolly Cooperation
Sheol: Lidded eyes upon their necks
Aphros: Friends with Benefits

Quote:Per the Sovereign's decree, The following person is banned from the lands of the Kingdom: Seliph.
Should they be found on our shores again, they will promptly be removed. However, we are open to discussion from the relevant parties on that matter. On a more calm note, those wishing to use our shores for a party or an other civilized event should contact Either myself, the Chamberlain, Or the Sovereign themselves to arrange the space. Due to the actions of a few, any unauthorized foreign events will hereby be disallowed until further notice. Thanks to the reparations of Oracle, the injured of Port Fortuna are being attended too. However a formal apology will be required if the individual in question wishes for their ban to be lifted.

Also a notice to all. Piracy in our waters carries a death sentence.

2078AC

 
Over the course of a decade, Dawnstone has seen things change since their past as The Gutter, from simple things to greater things that made lasting presence around. And now, with a new being in power of the monarchy, the oldest Dawnseeker, much more would change! And upon this day that the coronation took place, the night sky was emptier.

• The Blood Rose Island has been usurped and overrun in a crushing victory over the Aphrosian forces and their allies. The Demon King had enacted its toll, taking what it wished, even if it was an island of little repute before. Now, with the fel forces with access to the sea, alongside an isolated landmass, it was unknown what the forces of darkness could do with such a land. Whispers abound of a Lord taking dominion over such a place, but such is to be seen...
  

• The spawn of Na'Ria have continued to grow, alongside the blessed children that were taken in by it. Many are expected to be true Lords and grand Kaors, with some claiming a birthright beyond it, following the footsteps of both their Grand Father and their very own Mother, while others have ascended beyond the simple strength of a Kaor and are seeking further dominion over this world.
  

• The Lord of Time, Xarxes, has continued to expand his power and grow beyond the simple notion of strength for strength's sake. With a purpose in hand, he has been preparing for something major. What it is has yet to be seen, but it appears that it's an ill omen for the rest of Meranthe...
  
  
• Rumors abound that Grisha, the Child of Felyfraxes, has awakened once more. Christened anew as the Strategus of Skarnfel, the efforts of war are due to become far more ferocious with such a powerful demon, and once-Archon of Skarnfel, leading the ranks of fel warriors and demonic legions into battle.
  

Year 2078 AC

Given full Authority by the Demon King Na'Ria, a New Demon Lord Rises, Eranath the Phantom Nethrademon that had tasted the flesh of Death takes center stage as they now are the ruler of the formerly known Island Blood Rose, and immediate change to the name of the Island to name that suited them. 

Fel Garden, The realm of Nightmares.

An oath made Fel Garden becomes a vassal state of Skarnfel pledging undying support to them and their allies, The island now has been completely overrun by all manner of Helspawn Undead, Demon and Spectre alike. Those who chose not to flee are crucified upon Blacked Briar Wood crosses and burned in Occult flames. A warning that none shall tread upon this land ever more.

Immediate changes were noted within the landmass, The Phantom Kaor begins to corrupt the landscape to resemble the Shadowlands, The occult nature of Demons taking a chokehold upon the lifestream and twisting it into something hideous. The Seas around the Island turn black, and a foreboding Black fog encircles the island rotting away ships not made from Briar wood bark or reinforced by other means.

Quote:

"I have traveled throughout Meranthe countless times, Experienced the torture we Demons face at the hands of you zealots and you who hold Dark powers against us who will never learn their lessons. Fel Garden stands in opposition to your pantheon. In unison with Skarnfel and our allies abroad Sheol and the Crimson Keep we will see you all lead to your ruin. 

We do not want your sympathies. We want your blood, A thousand lives for every Demon whose existences had been erased by your spells and blades. None will escape our fury, The Marching Abyss will consume all.

As Demon Lord I expect those who wish to learn of the Dark and the Depths of Death to seek me out. There is much to be gained and you earn nothing by standing alongside those who will inevitably shun you.

Become greater, Or perish.

My Ascension will not be halted any further. No matter how many times my Soul Shatters, Death will only make me stronger."

-Demon Lord Eranath

• After the Demon Lords Speech there is an immediate hostile response to their words, Pirate ships filled with the Marching Abyss forces form blockades to siege Aphros and cut off their connection of trade through sea routes. Approaching vessels are immediately seized and all aboard brutally massacred and raised back to undeath by the Necromancers.
  

• Skarnfel, Sheol and the Crimson Keep are given full access to the trade routes to and from Fel Garden the Black Covenant. Trade begins between the four nations.
  

• Zel'Ria has been named Demon Lord Eranath's second in command and they speak with the Demon Lords voice upon the island
  

• The Demon Lord calls upon the Dark threads of fate, Occultists are welcome, to explore further to the depths of the Dark Arts, limitations are meant to be broken.
  
  
• Holy Magic is completely outlawed and any found using or channeling the power of faith worship towards the pantheon other than the Dark Gods will be subjected to execution or worse.
  
  

• A looming Darkness approaches Change will come. Even if by force.