ASH ON THE MORNING BREEZE [Golden Horde v. Audhild]

[HikikomoriHoney]

"Admonish vermin amid the reeds for they are a herd of beasts stalking the brood of nations; scatter societies who relish in ill-mannered war, soon-to-be humbled creatures paying their remorse."


Quietude purveys the mountainous cliffside for months. Metal chimes reverberated where the Ascended Sanctuary stood soon enough; they were low and singular in existence, initially.

The following days featured  extra tolls which ramped up in volume, then pacing. These announced religious services, more than in previous times. Hummed invocations enhanced this increased stirring as parishes draped in white constantly enter their temple.

Events, some non-negligible, provoke the sands before whipping them into a fury.

The communities devoted to the Sainted Enclave buzz with war-time arrangements; clerics designated themselves towards differing facilities, assisting farmers and alleviating clinical duties. Stockpiles start to line roads.

Gilded Jur'a militants chant in formation occasionlly as one, recognizable figure closely assesses battalions: their Incandescent Diviner observes every happening.

It has become abundantly clear that the Golden Horde transgressed for the last time. The time nears for the Enclave to assist Audhild in exterminating the pestering existence that is the southern tribe.