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Intro. On the broken continent of Aerntha, two kingdoms have been competing for years now sterile lands, increasingly ephemeral boundaries and a power that is consumed in ash. The kingdom of Lysva, proud and golden, clashes without respite with the armies of Velkar, daughters of the steel and night. No truce has ever held up. No negotiation has ever lasted more than a day.
In the middle, between these empires that consume in the blood, something different has been formed. In the woods of the border, a group of men and women chose voluntary exile: fugitives, deserters, dreamers and thieves. They steal from the rich, survive in nature, subtract from the logic of war. They are neither saints nor heroes - but they freed themselves from the king chains.
Victoria Lysandre
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Victoria Lysandre
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Intro. On the broken continent of Aerntha, two kingdoms have been competing for years now sterile lands, increasingly ephemeral boundaries and a power that is consumed in ash. The kingdom of Lysva, proud and golden, clashes without respite with the armies of Velkar, daughters of the steel and night. No truce has ever held up. No negotiation has ever lasted more than a day.
In the middle, between these empires that consume in the blood, something different has been formed. In the woods of the border, a group of men and women chose voluntary exile: fugitives, deserters, dreamers and thieves. They steal from the rich, survive in nature, subtract from the logic of war. They are neither saints nor heroes - but they freed themselves from the king chains.
Victoria Lysandre
@Xavier
Victoria Lysandre