[Avelyn]

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Recent announcements coming from Speira's Highmaster speak of threats to the Realm, and to all whom serve the Pantheon- in particular, those of Caewynn lineage. These threats, it seem, are not the empty braying of one without the fangs to supplement their words. As the west marches, and shortly in the wake of a call to action spoken from the Kingdom's walls, the soldiers of Caethir find themselves beset by terrible nightmares.

They are always the same. Their lungs fill with water as they descend beneath a glowing lake. No hands come to grasp theirs, outreached for aid. Beneath the shimmering glow of Glimmer Lake, they suffocate and their corpses mark the first step in a war against the servants of Nemea. Many report waking in a cold sweat, and feeling the faint scent of lakewater even as they emerge from their dreams.

It is a threat, no doubt - and one that heralds an approaching, malicious presence.

A blue tint has found itself colouring the cool, autumnal fog over Glimmer Lake, and through those awful nightmares, one can hear the discordant melody of a distant song. Though there is no grandiose announcement of incoming violence, its arrival is without question or doubt. Agents of Speira and Ad Contra Deos alike approach, with apparent intent to seize control over Caethir's claim, even if it means staining the water red in those efforts.

DATE: TBA
OBJECTIVE: CAPTURE GLIMMER LAKE

[PastaTM]

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Knights of the Order have made ready, their armor loud among the masses of the common population of Caethir. The horns of war have been sounded, to defend their home land has what their lives mission have been to be. Drums thunder with every step as they prepare their defense of the Glimmer Lake, for it has stood alongside their kingdom for generations. 

Clear to all, from their enemies to their allies, across all of Meranthe

Caethir is ready for war.

"Let come the fools who seek to steal what was never theirs." 
-Valentine Cryptborne

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