The Four Lords of Seostria

The bells of despair toll once more. We are without our lords, as a twinge of sorrow overtakes our land. Plague has stolen yet another, the monsters of the deep are closing inward, and Rederium has blockaded our trade routes completely. We are on our own, and dying out. The Scourge will rise once more, and like a gust of wind, we shall be blown out of history, and forgotten. Brothers and Sisters, we must pray for our lords to return once more. Make haste, our lords. Make Haste.