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A steel adorned man stands forth from his brothers bearing the crimson tabard. He stands before the crowd that has gathered before them. The emerald eyes gaze among the faces of the crowd. The sight of so many innocent people brings a smile to Tython's face. He raises a hand to them in greeting.

 

"Good people of Athera. Dark times have fallen upon these lands. A scorching evil has begun its steady plague against our home. Everyday more of our brethren fall by the dark sword that hangs above our heads. This era appears bleak indeed. Many of you shall give up under this menace, will cower in your homes as darkness retains its influence over Atherian kind. But we must not give up. Evil us nothing new to us. We are the smiths of our future just as our ancestors before us. Those very ancestors that stared death straight in the face. Those ancestors that reached the hate filled gates of hell and kept moving forward. We are ambitious by nature. We have achieved so much in these lands and nothing will take that from us! Even if it means that we might gaze into the eyes of our dying brother! We shall fight! We shall fight for every comrade that stands beside us! And for every mother, daughter, and son that depends on us! We shall fight to our very last breath as we watch victory besiege us! We shall fight until every corner of darkness is shrouded back into the abyss! We shall fight because we must! We shall fight!"

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