03-22-2025, 09:44 PM
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Caethir will fight.
A busy, recently ordained monarch stopped in her tracks upon hearing the news of Varrach's ritual.
Intervention was a matter not of their own safety, but the well-being of Meranthe as a whole.
And so, the first official address to her people as a King was held.
Not even a year ago had another ritual taken place- one that tore open a rift for a voidic entity to descend upon the continent. It was catastrophic, and the work of a much smaller group. This was different. No one knew what the nascent primordial had planned; but the newly dubbed Kingdom would step up to help prevent the threat alongside Drakanspire, Aeitus, and every other brave nation intent on the defense of their homeland.
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