State of Esshar

[Sanguine415]

Theria: 1747

After a convention before the noble statue of Garljing in Theria’s square, the wizened elder statesman of the Fireblooded Dun Task would issue a public conference in Theria for a series of announcements, the one hundred and ten year old practically dead clown having not taken this particular auditory stage in a good sixty seven years.

“Greetings and salutations citizens of Theria. Times have changed. Theria was possessed by an illness, and the cure was nothing less than annihilation of the element that orchestrated its sickness. The costs of this were high, and the death of my beloved daughter, the dragonlord Rinn still weighs as a heavy shadow upon the city. But with the end of the Kriemhilds, the death of the nightmarish Lynette and her terror, so Theria moves forward to and leaves its ills behind.”

An ancient flyer sits upon the written recollection of the announcement from 1680, an offer from Slick Sicks and his bathing emporium regarding nothing less that certain degeneracy.

“The Barsburg front goes well, Dragonlord Sythaeryn’s promise of spearheaded conflict has not been empty posturing. The front changes by the day, the no man’s zone of ash, glass, and molten blood is thick and deep, but they will gain no ground in the north as long as we Therians stand stall. We will never be slaves.”

Another advert for Slick Sicks Bathing Emporium shows what appears to be a man with far too much flexibility, making a positon that has luckily been destroyed by time. It says simple words, “Clean yourself if you’re dirty” It is good he is likely dead.

“With the focus of the dragonlords Sythaeryn, Khione, and Zion upon the warfront, there has come a need for warlords to handle the domestic affairs of the city proper in such times. Three have been gathered to bare the mantles of history, disciples of strength in body and character alike who I am certain bare the spark necessary to represent Theria with due violence and candor.”

The second Clown Prince, Marzius Volgin, he who has inherited my mantle of yesteryear and the chaos it manifests.

The second Thunderlord, Thalis Avitus, he who has broken the shackles of the monarchy upon his Sudsburian upbringing, and seeks the storm.

And lastly and with pride, the second Black Knight, Valero Task, a boy that has grown into a man, and a master of energy magic as potent as my own prime.”

A final advert for Slick Sicks shows him giving a wink, horns curved around his head as this incredibly vain demon attempted to seduce the masses with visual stimulation. Someone must have killed him.

"With that comes change in industry and spirit alike. With Apep's distant vacation, the factory's inoperation is sin. I put it and Theria's Research and Development efforts in the hands of Bea Zhichuan and Hades Task, I know they are capable of making it a source of progress and higher thought. In that same vein, Revan Task is being groomed to fulfill my duties as the patriarch of the Fireblooded, his spirit is bold, burning with passion, and above all sincere, he will make a fine priest in my place for Theria's spiritual needs."