[The leaves begin to turn their colors of red, yellow and orange within the forest of the Eternal Empire. The normal sounds of Elves and Dryads is at a hush. The hamlet of Nayma is all too quiet as well. Smoke rises from a bakers house, as a loaf of bread is charred nothing.
The Crystal Gardens are void of activity, and the usual sound of Blade Dancers is absent. As the moon looks down upon the land there is barely any movement. The Eternal Empire is now truly, eternal.
Across the Spine of the World, the Dwarves are gathering their troops in mass and approaching the western coast. Ships flee from the East bearing the flag of The Nine. A single green light shines from the top of The Tower of Leviticus.
A little foxkin girl looks to the south in her secluded village. She waits for her village's friend to appear, a foxkin adventurers. She stands there and waits. Then waits forever.]
The Crystal Gardens are void of activity, and the usual sound of Blade Dancers is absent. As the moon looks down upon the land there is barely any movement. The Eternal Empire is now truly, eternal.
Across the Spine of the World, the Dwarves are gathering their troops in mass and approaching the western coast. Ships flee from the East bearing the flag of The Nine. A single green light shines from the top of The Tower of Leviticus.
A little foxkin girl looks to the south in her secluded village. She waits for her village's friend to appear, a foxkin adventurers. She stands there and waits. Then waits forever.]