The Beginning(Gluttony's Maw Vs. Delphina [Pekeo District])

[Bologna Prime]

Dal'Thala, capital of Delphina. An old city with lessons learned sorely by foes past, and sagely by Faeborne ingenuity. A rich city, and not only by its culture as is so famed. For all the barricades offered by Man's own designs and the rather favorable landscape, it is a place fortified by a rather curious set of systems. Unnoticeable in the day-to-day, until either the subtle signs of trouble rear their head - or the tactless proclamations of magi which so often herald an assault. On an eerily quick whim, the very city itself awakens as a thing able to obstruct and distort the very layout of its garden avenues and scenic parkways through complex illusory and etheric runeworks. As if a living will existed to hamper any intrusive forces, bending their surrounds like a vexatious maze. A deadly maze, when properly capitalized upon by any standing Elzara more familiar with the inclinations of such a sophisticated defense.


As one of those proclamations go made, and all information leads to a far more overt and destructive form of assault, it is rumored the Lumin King had but quietly stared off, tapped softly against his chin for a moment or two, before with a faint hum noting, then ordering:

"That is unwise on many accounts. Pay the malice in kind, and seize advantage on the fact that without even a slight touch of glamour they have already lost sight of any more sensible, realistic goal they could have."

That much, sufficient to see the mechanisms of a nation spin into action. In lieu of more subtle and precise avenues, the forces of the Maw will be greeted by a city  high alert, the snare already set to stymie and dizzy their wantonly ruinous intent. Overt, indiscriminate...


Defend the District of Pekeo
Whilst the enemy neglects their strategic priorities.