State of Esshar

[Sanguine415]

1917

The months following the narrow victory of the city's defense are not wasted in the city of progress, true to their name. The corpses that line the bloody bay are progressively carted off to the lich's workshop, automatons and ogres work steadily on hauling stone for the restoration of shattered masonry. There is a somber mood in the air with the fall of Lord Yellow Jacket, but it appears that no one has fallen into despair. The inspiring last words of the fae lord seemed to galvanize the populace with their martyrdom, pushing them forth to rebuild Promethea greater than ever in his memory.

Not long after the clean up of the bodies, the timeless synthetic and Major-Domo of the city of dark progress would hold a press conference, offering a speech to his noble citizens and warriors that had preserved the city in its time of need.

Our victory was hard won, and not without sacrifice. The death of one of our titans remains upon the mind, but the Lord Yellow Jacket would not desire us to cower. The defense was won in spite of his defeat, and his memory lives on as long as we continue to fight. The bounty earned from Moxtli can repair and rebuild our city into a bastion of true progress; it is in his memory that we strive on and maintain the invincible air he cast forth so well. 

Reports indicate that the Major-Domo's tone sounded strangely emphatic, almost human in its hope and emotional intonation.

A service will be held to honor the legend of Lord Yellow Jacket in the coming days, but that alone is not enough. In honor of his endless fortitude, noble service, and companionship to my person, I declare Elwin Blackwell, his apprentice, the Grandmaster of the Order of the Yellow Jacket, an auxiliary knightly order that will be armed by my own person and recruited from the mightiest phenoms of Nanzonia. They will serve as Promethea's beastly honor guard, striving to achieve the unparalleled might and nobility of the lord of fae.

The standard of the new knightly order appears to be a yellow hornet on a black sky, and already there are rumors of armor and armaments fit for ogres and fae alike are beginning production in the synthetic's workshop.

They tried to destroy us at the rift gate, they failed. They tried again with the forces of all of Esshar, and were humbled by the might of the east. The Triumvirate of Nanzonia has existed informally, but I will meet with Overlord Virion and Chancellor Vanrogue to make formalized the constitution of the east, that our binding ties and mutual interests are made iron clad in the word of law. Hope remains, and the night comes for our enemies. We won't give them an inch.

-The rebuilding and reconstruction of Promethea begins in earnest following the successful defense of the city not once, but twice from the invaders of Esshar. Rumor has it the skeleton of a black spire risen up in honor of the fallen Fae Lord begins at the center of the city, likely to contain the marvels of technology and innovation unfit for prying eyes.
- Elwin Blackwell has been made Grandmaster of the Order of the Yellow Jacket, a knightly order of phenoms of the east that will serve as Promethea's honor guard, armed personally by the Major-Domo.
-Preparations appear to begin for a fell expedition, whispers abound implying that an ancient grudge of the arch-lich with a particular primordial was going to be answered by the dark army of the east in earnest.
-Preparations for the memorial of Yellow Jacket and his ascension to saint of the night sky begin, though no data has yet been set.
-Talk has been heard that the great rift gate of Promethea stirs once again, and that serpents come to replace those lost to murder or wandering interest.
-A meeting is to be called between the three pillars of the east to formalize relations, the successful defense achieved in no small part due to the combined efforts of the three city-states.

Relations:

Osrona: Hostile

Moxtli: Hostile

Ebonblooded: Hostile

The East: Triumvirate

Galamea: Forgotten