[Spiffspoff]

Time ticks.
Weeks pass.
Wounds fester.

The decision wasn't made lightly.
It was shameful.
Humiliating.
One she never thought she had to make.

But it was time.
Drawing out the inevitable was pointless.
Her pride wasn't worth the hundreds of lives under her.

So the bells ring.
Weeks pass.
Yet the bells still ring.

An order for evacuation.
To return home to Aen.
Or remain in Meranthe, and integrate.
Staying was death.

Be it to the pirate-kingdom poaching the waters from the west.
The demons lurking in the shadows to the east.
Or the cults seeking their souls, to twist forever.

Only a handful remained, still donning their cloaks.
Those too stubborn to give up.
Those still wanting to do better in the world.
Those who have lost too much.

The Captain of Lyonesse amongst them, leading them mainland.
Because their war wasn't over, even if Aen's presence faded.
Until they drew their final.
They would fight, no matter what.

That was the burden they had chosen.

For kingdom, and Queen.
Silly thing though it was.
To leave the world a brighter place.
To cull those that culled.

To avenge those they mourned.

And so Lyonesse is pulled down.
Plank by plank.
Brick by brick.
Until naught but the island's beauty showed.

Like the day they arrived.


OOC:
This is the official post for the disbanding of Lyonesse.
So if you've got stuff on the island, go grab it.
We're giving people their 48 hours.
And then we pull everything down.

If you're in the Aen navy, and want to know more, message: Spiffspoff#8425