Prologue

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The fire was the first thing many woke up too. It was first believed that perhaps it was just someone's fire in their hearth that had gotten out of control. The deafening sound of explosions quickly changed that assumption. The Siren Kingdom was under attack.

      They looked up to the ocean and saw the invaders. They manned a large ship, but it was unclear what kind it was. It didn't look like anything pirates or idiotic heroes would sail. The stern and bow were curved in quite a bit, and it was ornately decorated with gold, sapphires, obsidian and other precious metals and gems. The sails was large and cut in a square shape with a large scarab with a shepherds crook and flog crossed on the sail. This ship was the cause of the destruction of the Siren Kingdom.

     The old and young sirens were taken away, either by air or sea, depending on their generation. The remaining sirens stayed behind and fought the intruders. The fight was bloody and hard. The intruders seemed more interested in ransacking the town then actually fighting. Funnily enough, they didn't take anything. They seemed to be looking for something. The sirens were unsure what, but they finally were able to defeat the intruders.
They tend to their wounded and start bringing the old and young back.

      "Tulio," an elderly woman says. "The chief isn't anywhere to be found. What are we going to do?" She frantically asks the middle-aged general. He takes in a deep breath, unsure of what to say. As the highest ranking general, he is the current chief until their chief is found, or until the successor to the title was old enough.

       "Call it in." He finally says. "Tell the Council what has happened here today. And that we will need supplies

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