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Above the Silent Expanse, firmament holds dominion, and in its overarching hand of judgement, and cruelty: a Sun whose blistering crown crushes the bound whelps of the desert, and a Moon whose shuddering frost shepherds yielding souls to their last slumber.

Within the Silent Expanse, once having blossomed into a focal point of mankind's advance, its ruins, and crumbly, shattered flakes created a chessboard for two emerging 'titans.'

The Empires of Sheba and Auliver stood as polarized strongholds of the Northern Dunes, and Southern Dunes, their rivalry an intricate game of chess, suffocating blockades where political maneuvering aimed to steer minimal victories to supercede one another. All for an attempt of hegemony, this grandstanding known to the common folk became cited as 'The Silent Struggle.'

As both entities climb, and reach their zenith, where their exertion of influence peaks. Their spheres expand, polymerizing, and bleeding into one another like crashing pigments. A silent rivalry whose words struck heavy like water upon stone, and actions threatened the delicate balance inside of the desert. Neighbors tensely stood until a promise is made, a gift paid with the very price of Kindlehelm's skin.


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Now, the sands have shifted.


An empress of the Expanse, solely claimed and endorsed by various groups has ascended recently as an Imperial Myridian Princess, a singular potential-heiress poised to become the Expanse's sole hegemon, should the domino pieces fittingly fall into place. Beneath the standard of the golden dunedrake, a fractured political landscape has been merged by decree, gripping the Expanse despite complicated, internal politics.

From the seat of power in once was called La Riviera, the Empire's banners cast a heavy shadow to which stretches over.


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The flags of the gold drake, these 'provinces' answer to the Empire's territorial claims:

• The capital city of Elvira (Myridia)
• Protectorate of Nera'h (Neraland & Star Realm)
• Erythraea (Bitter Brew)

The several landmarks under the Empire:

• The Colosseum
• The Myridian Archive (Formerly Basil Mooney's tower)
• The Ruins of Final Frontier
• The Myridian Pier
• Lava Dungeon


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Rumors abound, wild claims flow throughout from the west of warriors gathering at the heart of the Expanse.

Supposedly, thousands of soldiers prepare, and in the coming weeks after the triumph at Kindlehelm. 

The horizon is choked with banners: the Fluvial Teardrop of Sheba's host dripping over a lotus, and black banners of the golden dunedrake stalk the skies, carried by Myridian knights. The warband spills from the dunes, with sacred black curtains dripping to veil the imperial regnant.

Obscure settlements, and towns are subject to pillaging, destruction, and takeover, as the Expanse's army swallows up the land, staking their claim. Once upon a time, Myridia's territory stretched to all to which the grains of sand touch. They have broken that bubble, and affix their banners upon the light verdant grass of the plains.


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The region has a new master, and should any presence encroach not in favor of prostration, they will not meet Sheba, and her army in battle.





The insolent will instead be slaughtered.


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[The Empire of Myridia now borders the Empire of Delphina]