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In these moments, with your life reaching its certain end, you hear someone reach out to you, promising you the strength to make it through if you have the courage to fight. The city is under attack, the creatures are inside the walls and chaos reigns.

Whether you were from the region before, a tourist at the time or a refugee who had managed to find safety within the city walls, it no longer matters. You are a citizen of Carcassonne in South-West France, a city that still possessed medieval walls and managed to survive the initial wave of attacks. Some attempts at pushing them back were made but failed disastrously, with catastrophic casualties for precious little gain. The military has been reformed, the former soldiers now acting as policing forces, with the task of the army now to protect against the creatures. Not the heroes of today but the heroes of yore, reborn in avatars possessing their power and their tenacity, who will lead humanity in their struggle against complete annihilation.Ī year has passed and an uneasy status quo has taken root, the creatures roam the world at will and the only safe methods of transport are by sea and air. There, they have explored their final hope, a return of heroes to our land. Humanity has retreated to its final bastions, its greatest cities, and there built walls that put all former defences to shame in both scale and complexity. Aircraft strafed the enemy horde to no avail until they were forced to return home, having accomplished nothing, or else were plucked from the sky when straying too close to a giant. Organised armies, trained to fight against their fellow humans, scattered to the wind in fear as their weapons did nothing to slow the onslaught tanks ripped apart or crushed by the largest of the creatures while the small feral ones hunted down the skirmishing infantry. With no opposition they overran most of our towns and cities, flinching little when faced with modern weaponry. Dark and shadowy creatures, numerous and various in their shape and size, roam the land having poured out of the little wilderness still left on the Earth. No Arthurs, no Joan of Arks, no Hercules.īut now is a time when such heroes must return, for we have need of them. No revolutionary, fighting to uplift their people out from a demon's shadow. What need have we of them when there is no danger, no threat, no evil to confront? And so we revere the heroes of the past, having none among us who fit that same romantic image of one figure standing against an encroaching darkness. Scouted the forest for threats and helped protect the priests.It is in times of need that heroes are born. One of the lieutenants of the Grave Rangers. Assisted in the fight, despite no combat experience. Brought half of the tribe's military force to protect the spellcasters.īodhai apprentice that gathered the necessary components for the banishment incantation. Also contributed to guarding his fellow priests and priestesses during the spell.īattlemaster for the Symphonia Tribe. High Bodhai Priest who initially discovered the banishment spell.

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Captured by the Bronze Empire, but was given deal to walk free if she assisted in protecting the priests. Sent to oversee security detail during the channelling. Right military hand of Helzir Atlantia, and leader of the mercenary band The Blood Guard. Keldrian historians have done all they can to ensure all who had a hand in this final stand have been heralded as true exemplars deserving of admiration, though many of their names have tragically been lost to history. During the banishing spell used to fend off the First Demon Scourge, a number of individuals helped fend off not only the approaching demons, but supposedly prevented the Nameless One from using the spell's portal to merge the Abyss with our realm.

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