Remnants of the Empire

[Nailman]

An announcement rings from the city of Dal'thala, where former citizens of Vdalion gather.

They have burned our homes.

Ransacked our city.

Killed all that they could on the way.

Their imperfects lay dead; Burned to cinders, ashes beyond. But now, in the aftermath of battle, they think us weak. They think that they have won this war; They believe that this is the last that they've seen of us. That now, with Vdalion dead, we will roll over; That we will crawl to our knees and beg for mercy. They believe us incapable, they believe us broken.

Will we beg, children of Vdalion?

Will we roll over, people of Aphros?

Will we let them keep going, folk of Dal'thala?

Or are we to fight back?

To fight on, until the last tower collapses.

To fight on, until all our ammunition is spent.

And when there is none left; We will fight with the very rocks that stand underneath our feet, our continent.

I know that I intend on fighting until the last breath leaves my body.

And if I ever find myself disarmed, surrounded, beaten until none of my muscles react;

I will raise my head and spit on their very faces.

I know not what the stance of any upon the Empire is, but I tell with absolute certainty- It is not the time to shatter, for they certainly have emboldened themselves.

Will you join me, you of the Empire?

Our crusade is not yet defeated; Our march is not yet done.

Ragnarok is past.

The imperfects lie dead.

Join me, and do not roll over.

Join me, and stand in defiance.
Join me, and fight until your last breath; For they do not tire, and they do not relent.
Face them with the same ferocity and drive they face us.

Join me, and together, we will purge them in dragonfire unending.

Orphee Dawnbringer; Jarl of Vdalion; Right hand of the Emperor; Dragonking.

The Empire of Vdalion has to restructure and recollect itself. Measures begin to be taken; But those loyal to the blackened banner should not allow themselves to be defeated yet.

Hope can yet shine through fiery skies.

[QuietTheMind]

Grimjhall is destroyed. Generations and entire lifetimes of work. Artifacts and secrets lost that lay buried beneath the ruins. Our home is gone, but we are not. These things are not what make up the Empire, but what is in our hearts. Our spirit. Unwavering will and strength. It is the people of the Empire that keep its heart beating. Our ways, our cultures. That can never be stolen from us. They think us weak? That we will accept defeat?

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We will rise from the ashes.

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We will rebuild what was lost.

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They will burn for what they have done.

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Rise, people of the Empire. Rise and show them that we will never falter or stray from our course. The skies have darkened, our future uncertain. But, there is still hope. The Empire will remain strong, unbroken.

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We will rise, or we will fall.

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Together.

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- Hela Vorraog, the Champion of Enarr

The Jarl's call does not go unanswered. As the survivors flood in, citizens, soldiers, and the faithful alike are asked to unify and stand together.

There is still hope.

[Nailman]

The war continues. The Empire stands strong, united against the sole front of Deephold and the Covens whch hurt it so.

The orders are as follows:
• Citizens of Vdalion are to relocate to Final Frontier in the meantime and further establish themselves there, as further possibility of a home outside of the mountain is looked into. Ignore the scorching sun as best you can; This place is frequented almost exclusively by those who kept close ties with the kingdom that overlooked Meranthe, so it should not be too different.

• Dragonseekers and Dauntless are to join other forces within an encampment north of Aphros; You are expected to defend the area and work to prevent demonic incursions further inland. Those who moved with the other remnants to Final Frontier should make monthly or bi-monthly trips to the encampment. Larger periods are at each individual soldier's leisure. Each kingdom shall have their tents up and colored in multiple ways, with that of Vdalion being the color red.

• Witchcraft & Necromancy remain a crime all the same, if not more severe now. Any who are known practitioners will be punished, along with any who have helped them cover such foul misdeeds. Witches, Necromancers, and assistants to those shall all burn along with Grimhjall.

More to come soon.

Glory to Meranthe.

Long live the Grimnir's memory.