Aen Mustering Call

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The bells of Lyonesse toll. Dock workers dutifully begin to stock vessels with supplies, not all of which of peaceful intent. Aen musters for the coming times of battle, under the efforts of Lieutenant Isley delegated by Captain Isaac Coswell. At the same time, this message spreads across Meranthe as a whole, recalling forces from across the land. The intent is clear: To see who still stands tall enough to don their white coats.

"Hear ye, sailors o' our great navy! The war ain' yet won, fer evil lurks 'n the cracks 'n corners o' the world. The accursed marshes yet house the filth o' Hel, 'n 'til we burn 'em out with fire 'n brimstone, yer services are still needed. Return t'Lyonesse, show us that ye still intend t'fulfil Her Majesty's decrees. O' turn in yer coats the right way.

This is 'n order."

Tents, and homes are slated for reclamation for anyone that refuses to heed this mustering call.