1023 , 34th Light.
Paradise is in flames. Statues of ‘His Most Favorable’ still stand high over the ashen remains and inferno, cold and ironic. We all took a moment to breathe before turning the corner of a barely standing stone manor. Beyond this corner is one hundred steps, and at the top, a keep where a sick old king is hiding. At this very moment, I am leading fifteen men to our deaths. Across a once polished plaza, another small group of soldiers timidly approaches the daunting castle. As the home we stand behind begins to crumble from the inside out, all of us press forward into everlasting fire. The only thing we understood was that True Magic had finally found its way to the coast. The delusion of royalty has fated all loyal men to do battle with six individuals who stand inside of the fire.
Let it be known to all humankind, every civilized corner of Amentis has now been touched by True Magic... Part 2