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The Hunt: Venatio Divina - I Will Survive - 05-06-2026
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Word spreads,
The lands of Meranthe boil from within, their most knowledgeable warriors stand well aware of the growing corruption that has been festering akin to wildfire beneath their vigil. The sanctum within the Shadowlands has for far too long been the object of their collective attention, while at the same time one- by- one, the isles of the Southern Seas are subjugated either by worshipers of the void or begin collaborating with sorcerers that seek to free mankind from Heaven's hold.
The word of Speira is loud and clear: The Pantheon fears for our independence.
Thus it is to be expected that their studied minds and wretched beasts would bare their fangs at long last.
Sooner or later, the Highmaster would let all know about what their work pertains.
The word of Speira is loud and clear: The Pantheon fears for our independence.
Thus it is to be expected that their studied minds and wretched beasts would bare their fangs at long last.
Sooner or later, the Highmaster would let all know about what their work pertains.
Quote:I, Odisseia of Speira, hereby declare that the hunt for the Caewynn shall commence.
Terrible are those who have built their city and culture to worship not only their divine idol, but their so-called righteous heritage. You who ensure that the Pantheon's faith not only benefits your patron, but yourselves as well. I am coming for you. One by one, your blood will flow through the streets you call your own. Let me witness the fleeting life fade from your eyes, and let it be the fuel and flame that strikes at the very heart of who you venerate.
By the end of your struggle, your corpse will be my pen and quill.
With it, I shall write the fall of your Goddess.
Sailors whisper the truth of such a declaration, one meant to reach not only the heart of Dal'Thala, but the very Kingdom of Caethir. The shadows looming over their walls became all the more palpable, and an unseen wrath that has been unleashed from the Hollow World is now ever closer to resting its claws against their precious lives.
Should these valiant warriors act not, then this terror would be left bereft of choice.
It will come for them.