One destiny. Two paths. One war.
Sheala and Cass have chosen their sides. One seeks to bring meaning to her life that has been in shambles since the day her father and mother were killed and weighs the prospect of assuming the mantle of her uncle's...
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There are those in this world who proclaim themselves champions of what is right. But they wrap themselves in a false cloak of lies stitched together to conceal their true nature. Those who speak the name of the Greater Goddess are wicked. For they have done terrible things that most will never know of and in the name of a god I cannot believe exists. But I know. And I will see that their deceptions die upon a fire so hot that none shall be spared.
General Nightwing
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"Haven't seen them. Sorry, sir." In his response, the Imperial soldier payed Holand all the respect due his imposing black and red uniform.
"Have your men keep an eye out. Inform me immediately if you do." The sheer gruffness of Holand's tone conveyed nothing short of his desire that the command was followed with precision and to the letter
"Dey ain't 'ere," Civn monitored the conversation, even as himself in though and staring off into the forest. Leaning against the trunk of a tree, something wasn't right. But for the life of him he couldn't put his finger on what the exact meaning of "not right" meant.
A pungent burnt scent hung in the air, the direct result of desolation from dragon fire meeting forest. Even though most of the fighting had happened well to the north, the odor drifted south on a stiff fall breeze.
"Figured as much," his partner agreed. Then he added, "You really should wear your old uniform. Would look good on you. Maybe get you a little more attention and respect."
"Civn ain't no soldier no more." He chewed on his lip. This was more personal than business for him. "And don't care what others t'ink."
Arms folded, Holand swiped his head side to side. "Something's got you bugged. I can tell."
"Elves," Civn snarled. "Dey appear out a nowhere. Den vanish de same way."
"Creepy little bastards." There was a nod of agreement from his companion at the remark.
"Ain't no way we got dem all. Was too easy. Too quick."
Holand chuckled. "We burned most of this forest to the ground. Even that freaky tree of theirs. Perhaps the legends are true? Maybe they really were soul bound to that damn thing, and all of them went poof when we destroyed it."
