[Milly]

So soon after the initial declaration of intent comes, comes another one. Many would state this has been a long time coming, but it's difficult to discern given just how close to his chest the Oracle kept his cards. Knights and Squires of the Bastion begin the preparations for war immediately, gearing up and gathering supplies. Merchants take advantage of this gearing up for war yet again, a few scant years after Gloomlight's success over the Oscuri settlement of Sanctum and production ramps up within the Holy State.

The Oracle, usually one against monologues, seems to have a bone to pick with a certain Jarl.

"You slander my name, allowing rumors to mill and circle that I'm going to invade you, on the words of not just any Cambion but a Cambion that follows Varrach. That helped to slay Mestra. That you yourself were too scared to properly accept the honor duel of, to the point that you spit upon the old laws and thus spit upon everything that made the Giants of old great. That you were too scared to step up against when Varrach came to the invocation of Amier, do you think I didn't notice?

You tout yourself as a Priest as Amier, but you cannot even comprehend the complexities and depth of those he sundered himself to make. What of Caius, tiny Jarl? You do your people who follow you a disservice by squandering their desire for knowledge and for respect of the old ways, instead intent on sitting upon the laurels of your name with the deeds you have done numbering zero unless they were piggy backing off my own efforts.

I offer you a chance to bend the knee, to help you in your time of need and crisis, when brigands threaten you.
You refuse.

So I will show you precisely what made the Giants great, Aeric Wilkinsson.

Don't you dare go begging for scraps from Serenity, either.
They're next."

Gloomlight's Bastion prepares to march upon Jotunheim, and to clash against Uralai's forces all at the same time.

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