The Red Conquest

Beneath a wounded sky where thunder and fire tore the heavens apart, The Red Conquest was born in blood and oath. Beneath a crimson banner, mercenaries rose to face the ancient terror of the Black Dragon-led by the Redbound Warrior, a soul forged by sacrifice and bound to wrath. At his side stood the Blue Dragon Sage, whose azure flames carried the whispers of forgotten ages; the Green Monk, calling down sacred light as a fragile promise of salvation; and the Brown Rogue, moving like a shadow where steel struck before fear could breathe. Blade, spell, and fist became one relentless will, not merely to slay the beast, but to shatter the dread that had chained the world for generations. Upon that scorched battlefield, where vows bled into the earth, destiny was written in fire-and crimson claimed the night.