war

The Caesar sat on his ivory throne— His iron legions came. To break a king in a land unknown, And a race without a name. Far from merely being Orcus on his throne, Menalus the ruler of Molthal has begun to look south and westwards again. His legions were repulsed from Belgrath the previous...

The wind howled outside, shaking trees hard enough to keep the snow from accumulating on them. It wasn't much of a blessing, though, for the wind howled hard enough to snap branches and uproot those too weak to survive such a colossal storm. The ancient Sidhe staggered onward, eyes...

Taagi Baara Steppes - West Thren scowled slightly as he peered down into the small valley below. Bright blue eyes swept over hundreds of corpses, dozens of different banners, and men doing the last of the dirty work of the small skirmish. Their task was a grim one, and the Barbarian did not...