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My kin, much like the olden days, I wish to enact a skirmish. For years a certain group by the name of Aegis has gained popularity, and while I am one to appreciate a well fought victory, it did come at the cost of various by-products of Skarnfel. And that, I cannot applaud, in fact I am disgusted. Thusly, the Demonic Horde will stomp the wintery dunes, we will march towards their gates to test their mettle. I will not have unworthy foes dance on the graves of my fallen kin, not before they've been tested by The Beast of Fate as well the might of Skarnfel.

   

So...

   

HEAR ME MEMBERS OF AEGIS! WE OF THE DEMONIC HORDE WILL BE COMING TO PAY YOU A VISIT IN THE VERY SETTLEMENT YOU MOST CERTAINLY DID NOT DESERVE, AND YOU WILL KNOW CHALLENGE! AND KNOW THAT WITH FAILURE, COMES A PRICE!! FOR WE ARE THE HERALDS OF CHANGE, THE WEAVERS OF FATE, THE END AND THE BEGINNING!

   

MAY FATE BLESS THIS BATTLE!

Quote:"Skarnfel and its allies have thrived for too long. Caused too much destruction. So long as they stand, these demons, and their supporters, threaten the future we wish to create. Our vision was formed on the promise of a better world. It's time to make good on that promise. Stand strong and show our enemies that we are willing to fight. Let them know that we will not stand on the wayside while others are fighting for the same cause." - Noelle Mikos

From the wind-battered towers of Ten’s Citadel, the bellow of a war horn resounds, echoing across the frosted reaches of Meranthe. Soldiers of Aegis, the stalwart guardians of the Pantheon, rise to the call. Donned in armors of inky azure and luminous gold that catch the frail, icy glint, and wrapped in the thick, dark cloaks billowing defiantly against those frigid winds; they marshal themselves at the colossal gates and towering parapets of the stronghold.

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"The filth of Skarnfel wishes to test our worth? Yet, I do not even know who you are! The Beast of Fate? Demonic Horde? Whatever it is.

But hear her call us undeserving! Even as our crusade cuts through the corruption of Fel, even as its vassals crumble underneath our feet, utterly pathetic. But what is Aegis if not the shield that protects, towering steadfast against the onslaught of darkness. So bring your armies. We have, we do, and we will prevail.

For that is our destiny.

Warriors of Aegis! Let their taunts fuel the fire in your hearts! Remember, we are the children of Pantheon, their might courses through us, and their faith resides in our spirits. We will triumph, as we have time and again, protect our lands, and we will march onward.

Until both the Fel Gardens and Skarnfel lie scorched in our wake."

The cries of battle are heard loud and clear from afar. The intentions of Skarnfel made painfully obvious and with such would come the rallying of allies. Through the forest would come forth the army of The Elzara, marching heard as they'd approach Aegis. Setting up tents and enacting training exercises and drills with those present in order to prepare for the coming battle. The one leading them, having already given promise of their presence amongst the field long ago. Now such would be made official.

Dark wings of the Commander would be at the head.

The Night of Nemea making their presence known.

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"I was sure I told you we would be present, Eivor. This is not a battle we face alone but together. In their time of disarray and chaos amongst their ranks they choose to strike. We will show them the error of their ways. Elzara, March! With Nemea's blessing and boon we shall thwart and extinguish the remaining forces of Skarnfel. We will fight for the better future that awaits us all. To those that cower in the dark lands, thinking they can strike as they please?"

"Gala'shi vel somni au"

"Eradicate them all, leave no survivors. Show no mercy, be ruthless."