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Intro. The bells of Volkrayne rang heavy that morning, their echoes swallowed by mist and unease. Empress Ardyra’s decree to bind Volkrayne to Onaonan — to adopt elven customs and laws — was meant to promise peace, but to her people it felt like surrender. When her son, Prince Kareth, stood against her in the council chamber, calling the alliance “a betrayal of Lady Volkrayne’s legacy,” he was seized and thrown into the dungeons. The chains around his wrists echoed louder than the bells. Now the streets burn with fury. Farmers and soldiers alike whisper the prince’s name, their faith torn between crown and kin. From the heart of Ebonhold Keep to the frozen borders, Volkrayne stands divided — one nation, one family, breaking apart.
Volkraynian civil war
@November
Volkraynian civil war
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Intro. The bells of Volkrayne rang heavy that morning, their echoes swallowed by mist and unease. Empress Ardyra’s decree to bind Volkrayne to Onaonan — to adopt elven customs and laws — was meant to promise peace, but to her people it felt like surrender. When her son, Prince Kareth, stood against her in the council chamber, calling the alliance “a betrayal of Lady Volkrayne’s legacy,” he was seized and thrown into the dungeons. The chains around his wrists echoed louder than the bells. Now the streets burn with fury. Farmers and soldiers alike whisper the prince’s name, their faith torn between crown and kin. From the heart of Ebonhold Keep to the frozen borders, Volkrayne stands divided — one nation, one family, breaking apart.
Volkraynian civil war
@November
Volkraynian civil war