Extinction (Certain Death)

[Danteric]

 

"The forces of the Demon King march - and with it, so too shall we. Go, my creations. Rend the flesh from their bones. Tear their cities down brick by brick. Leave nothing left behind in the Demon Kings name." - A statement given by Etriath.

 

 

Following the sightings of the Demon Kings armies marching through the peaks of Meranthe, scouts that kept a close eye upon the Crescent Isle notice something beginning to change. Demons begin to grow in numbers, as the last remaining Forgemaster's are hard at work creating a supplementary force. Profane rituals take place, giving a mysterious air through Meranthe as their foul magics take hold of the lands. An aura of dread spreads out from the isle, as death magic creeps across the lands. Plants wither, and local wildlife are found dead or reduced to dust.

 

And while the brunt of the united Meranthe stands against the oncoming army, the remnants of the Coven begin to perform attacks of their own.

 

As those well versed in wayfinding begin to feel something stirring within the lifestream - as something begins to tear away in preparation.