04-29-2025, 01:58 PM
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Spring, ♓︎ IOS - 2168AC
The desert doesn't shape, it doesn't create - it reveals who you truly are. There are those ambitious for fame, for power, for riches, and there are those who yearn to preserve and spread their beliefs, their wills, and their way of life.
Serenity Kingdom extends its hand and recruits from beyond the north - men and women anointed by the desires and longings of the northern dunes - those who captivated, tamed, and conquered the desert for what it is; not a father, not a mother - but a judge. Warriors at their core. And now, they walk south. Not in flight, nor for promise, but because the time has come to be present.
The northern tribes move - not as subjects, but as partners. Not to occupy, but to contribute. They come with their stories, their weapons, their rites, and their certainties, and they offer what they have carried for generations: strength, identity, and purpose.
The desert was their judge, when nothing else remained.
Now, they settle at the borders, where the Serenity Kingdom raises its banner, and where the sands still speak.
Together, they grow - with mutual respect, with alliance.
The north walks with the south.
And wherever they tread, the presence of the desert is felt.
Send a letter to Nadir Al-Ramal, if interested!
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