The stars tell a tale of misfortune, while the wind brings noise of war upon all borders. As the undead from below overstep their bounds, the ones upon the surface believe they have none. A kingdom of stone stands surrounded on all sides in wait for their ally from the south to join in the fray. The savages stretch their borders only to find it gives things a chance to slither past the guards. It seems as if everyones hands are full, and yet a union of forces will be needed to bring conclusion to that which makes the most noise. As the willing gather those capable it seems they must aid an ally who has not seen the surface in hundreds of years. It is time to prepair for the march, to set the preverbial ducks in a row. Will the aid lended by allies be enough, and will it come in time?
Jason Castleman
SoMi Head of Plot
Jason Castleman
SoMi Head of Plot