“Red stones stacked upon stone and bone, ever high, A crimson wall adorned by self-same banners, firmament wide, Not one foes foot shall be set inside, proclamation spoken. For friends hidden, respite from pikes, expectation writ in stone. But heavy[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“With the groan of its hulking form, Crying stones overturn, to the clash and roar, of twisted steel ever torn. There lay Giant felled, in the valley of unrest; Its name be the Bringer of War.” -Metalbound fallen, Gorgon war[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Blue stripes, red stripes. White shoulders. The Fulcrum forces likes to sort things by purpose. You’d think they’d be consistent, conformist, regimented. But either every Avatara keeps their own pet Legion, or the troops that serve under them take up[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“The Gorgon Tower. For a hidden few, the epitome of ambition. For its architect, one stepping stone of many.” -Grasping Reach, archivist.
