[DragonDarklyDreaming]

Though not directly the leader of any armed force, one voice does ring out amongst the gathered forces aiming to siege Dawnstone. Amidst the flames rained upon the forces by the dragon, one fire magi manipulates the flames to better shield the soldiers. And in times of darkness does she conjure up her own flames in a glorious firestorm, launched above the army in a symbol of hope and rebirth.

The symbol of the Phoenix.

"Friends, countrymen. Long have I walked among you, fought among you, bled among you. I have long fought the Fel at every turn, everywhere it has been found. I do not desire a senseless war. I do not wish the blood of innocents on my hands. So it was that when at first, my desires seemed merely to be at odds with Ludmaz Dawnseeker, I sought to leave his lands. It was only when his connection to the Fel was revealed to me that I accepted this burden. That I accepted the role I am to play once we defeat the corruption that has taken heart in this land.

The survivors of the tragedy of New Dexia sought refuge in Dawnstone to escape the ravages of Witchcraft. Ludmaz's own father knew the price of such attachment to Hel, and took action in the past. One need only look and see the forces of the Fel marching to aid Dawnstone to realize the truth of our current situation, however! The king is not merely obsessed with the dangers of the Void... He is an active ally of what threatens our land!

A leader's people are not a possession. They are not a treasure to be added to a hoard.

I am Tristinia Djulkorren, the Phoenix's Disciple. I am a servant of Ualdir, and the Pantheon. And from the ashes of this conflict will Dawnstone be reborn, purified.

Astride no dragon, or phoenix, walking amongst the troops, is the would-be Queen. She whom the war would install as a leader of the land, if the Crusade was successful.
Tristinia Djulkorren makes her speech, her claim, and her accusation all in one. With a borrowed army, looking towards her long held home as an invader for once.

Objective: Excise the Fel, in the name of the Pantheon