A Consequence of Sacrifice [Raid]

[Jess]

"I told you I was coming."

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In recent days the forces of Sheol could be seen gathering and mustering,
and alongside soldiers all manner of foul creatures could be seen carving a path through the Silent Expanse.
A single purpose in mind, guided by one who used to live among their prey.

To ravage the Sainted Enclave.

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Objective: Pillage the Sainted Enclave
Date: TBD

[Jess]

Date: 7/7/23

6 PM EST

[PastaTM]

"Hear my call."

"Amidst chaos and strife, let our resolute stance never waver. The frontier asks for warriors brave and true, unwavering in their mettle."
"To take your weapons to our enemies, be it witches, malevolent demons, or the relentless undead. I welcome you as heroes."
"Unify, for within our collective strength resides the very essence to emancipate us from impending doom."

-Commander Edward Aubreen

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The response is swift, but silent by the Frontier.
Golems of all shapes and sizes have marched their way to the borders of the Enclave, drones scouting any routes that could be useful.
After so many years of silence waiting.

The Final Frontier goes to War.

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Objective: Aid and Defend the Sainted Enclave

[QuietTheMind]

As part of Nyt'hjem's forces move to the southern potion of the desert, the remainder of the army could be seen continuing its advance towards the Enclave. While they marched under the cover of the Moon, it was not long before they had joined forces with the Maw, giving aide to the advance. Aide was given where it was promised, ensuring that the desert sands would continue to be marked by conflict in the days to come.

[Mald]

Let's get to work, time to help the old cat lady.

- Gallade Silvanas

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Dawning Audhild's flag, a squadron of men wielding crossbows and rifles marched into the sands with whatever rations they were given. 
It was time to return the love given to them by the Enclave.

OBJECTIVE:  Defend the Enclave

[Shelpies]

As the eve of the battle approaches and forces congregate on both sides in preparation for a large-scaled conflict between the two forces, the towering figure of the Primordial of Gluttony appears to be nowhere to be seen. Scouts sent to determine his location would easily glean where he is, lounging in front of his castle in Sheol while sunbathing.

"Mm?"

"Fight and get sand in my pants? My shoes? My mouth?"

"Pass."