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Última publicación dom, dic 23, 2018
The war rages on, it's been 5 years since it began yet everyday stumbles into a new war. My men are all gone, I can only hope some found a hell hole to crawl under. My only source of sustenance is a used mop bucket with water, and my wings are to badly scorched to be of any use; The elder guardian was too powerful to stand against. My men were sent to the imperial gate by Lord Hanian to explore the other side of the rifts that have been plaguing our skies, I never would have imagined we would find such destruction. Creatures unimaginable, roam this landscape, deformed and grotesque - the mere sight of them sends shivers through my soul - The very ground I stand stinks of death. I can only hope I will live to deliver this message of destruction I have witnessed. These lands are unlike anything we've come across. If only they had not run, we would have been able to hold the line against those things.
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