[Drive]

“THE FIRST MEN FOUND THE ABYSS,
THE FIRST MEN FOUND NO SOLACE,
YET THERE WAS A FACE,
ONE BASKING IN IT’S DARKNESS,
‘WHAT IS IT YOU SEEK’ IT SAID.” - The Son.

A chill seeps through the land, it houses itself in your bones, akin to a terrible winter night.

The winds carry an omen, an omen that is long gone, unseen for a decade past.

A resting place, an unremarkable grave.

It houses nothing, except the will of fate.

But what is fate if not defied?

What is life if not defiled?

A final Rite, for days past.

An ember fanned with the chill,

Will you let it burn bright or stay in your place?

“THE FIRST MEN FOUND NOTHING,
THE FIRST MEN DESERVE NO SOLACE,
THE FACE LOOKED BACK WITH NOTHING BUT CONTEMPT,
THE FIRST MEN SOLD THEIR SOULS,
TO SOMETHING WORSE THAN THE MARQUIS WITHIN.” - The Father

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Saturday 15th.
Time will be announced in game, most likely around peak player numbers.
Ruins of Prospera.
A ritual taking place, sudden and wretched.

See you there.

[PastaTM]

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Gloomlight once in its sleeping state, where the halls breathe new life. With old stories that wrap themselves in the history of the Aphrosi people. 

Few have forgotten the very crimes against the people in which the traitor of Athelios dares to roam. To turn their back upon the light and shadows, crawling to gather their strength. With the nations in an Era of faux peace. Where few gather their swords. Even fewer aid in their lands that weep. 

For how many have lost their lives defending their lands? How many were lost in the horrors? 

As one turns their back on the many...

Such is the Heresy of Betrayal!

The people of Aphros stand firm and true. 

Till the Dawn of Twilight, Till the Setting of the Morning Light...

Shall they hunt their traitorous blood.

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OBJECTIVE: 
DISRUPT THE RITUAL

THE CRUSADE OF HERESY IS NIGH

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[Drive]

OOC:

Some people can not attend the event on Saturday, hence it will be pushed towards Sunday the 16th.