Legends of the Past..

[Didos]

Some things should be left alone, some things should just be remembered in heroic tales and adventure stories. Because the past has already occurred and now we must focus on the future, isn't that right?
 
 Yes, for most.
 
But for the Eternal, everything that still exists is a resource to be used in the search to complete his goals - no matter what it is, as long as he can use it.. And the dead are just that to him, a material just like any other..

 

As the trumpets of war echo through the mountains to the north, in the Shimmering city something else takes place. For at its gates emerges without anyone noticing, a legion of the undead abominations that march towards the city - coming from rifts in the fabric of reality.

 

But while the invasion takes place on the surface, below them everything is restless - for there an explosion would occur and something enters the home of those who have already departed, of the heroes from the past.

 

"They shall not rest.. Not while they still have their uses."

 

Raid on the Vault of Heroes!

 
Time: TBD

[Swift!]

Infighting and civil war has struck Osrona as undead march on their walls. Despite the unrest, differences are put aside, for now. The walls are lined with weapons and men, all carrying different crests and allegiances. Some wear sigils of the Pelleaux and Petrakis, others have taken to wearing their Faith's Cloak without emblems of the Order, yet the Order itself still remains strong in it's own right. Granted less orderly than usual. Whatever fate was to await Osrona's internal conflict, was to wait until their vault was safe. The Arch-Magi remained quiet in regards to Arista's claim to power and Seifer's revolt, now was not the time, the army had reached their gates.

There was more important business to attend to.

"Nidaz...- lots has happened lately. I forgot to follow up on your offer to share philosophy. I apologize for my rudeness, yet allow me to make up for it.

If hiding behind your fiends has not made you a coward, meet me at the center of this blood bath. Often the best way to a man's morals is through his blade.

I want to pick your brain, literally and figuratively. I'm sure you relate, so come along.

I welcome you to your grave."
- Aeliana lux Efsevis

Stage one of raiding the Vault of Heroes. Breaching the cities defenses.

Time: 7pm EST

[Didos]

After numerous setbacks, the plans would finally continue. For the march of the dead would take place, where each time one fell.. Another rose, joining the Lich's army. Who made his way into the Vault, falling every single one of those who stood in his way - where one thing was clear, many lives had been taken that day.

 

But one stood among them all..

 

Aeliana lux Efsevis had met a terrible fate.. Her soul ripped from the body and this one turned into resources for the Fleshcrafter.

 

Meanwhile the city was on fire, disease and death was spreading to every corner - and the result of it all was clear, the Vault had been penetrated, they had reached their goal after much effort..

 

And now there was nothing to stop them..

 
There was nothing to stop the Lich.