[NeatherRealmer]

Had it truly been days? Felt like thousands of years since the undisputed victory of Vera Cruz.
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Scattered back? Rudderless? Scrambling for new leadership? Who? Where? How?
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Skarnfel has been many things, but never once has it lacked direction as long as a Lord drew breath. Spies scattered across Meranthe and scouts reporting in the same information, the precious prey and resources were starting to make strides. Rather than some jumbled mess, it would appear that the shadows performed far greater than humanity might every be competent enough to imagine. They were no hopeless band of brainless creatures stifled and motionless, rather with a congratulatory and victorious tone after having made a vast dent into the Aphrosian populace it would seem momentum was not stalled.
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In the stead of stagnation at the death of an Imperfect came a tremendous gift. Armies of corpses freshly raised starting to move in tandem with a sea of shadows following the steps west, though an army which does not sleep can easily surpass mortals. From within the Necropolis of Skarnfel were Riftmancers converging, spies littered from the Port to Aphros might report that large military units were being transported in bulk... somewhere? They didn't get specifics because the spies were obviously known.
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"Humanity pretends to understand.

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You are quite fortunate that I have been keeping these eyes laced over you ever since we had our little talks, a shame it would be in the event that I ceased to exist or stalled out of this world. They often forget I even exist, or perhaps it is just the fact that they do not wish to believe in me. That hope, that prayer never getting answered as even Pylae failed to become the salvation of their most dedicated.

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Rather than allowing the insufferable march of the hypocrites squander what has been sown, it is time they understand the gravity of change that is seeping through the world. How the countless will not conform to the desired threads of eternity, rather splitting ends and converging new timelines that alter the dreams of all daring to pretend. For we are no headless snake squandered by our ambitions, we are legion. We are eternal. We march for my students dream."

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Signs pointed to Skarnfel involving themselves against this crusade, coming to the defense of their allies. Their secret deals in the dark finally opening up a bright and terrifying picture that this world has been shifted properly.

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"I have seen three Imperfects fall.

You never manage to kill me.

This is the era you will stop forgetting.

I will force you to see reality."

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Objective: Defend Dawnstone; Let the blood of Hypocrites bath the land.