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The walk from Nordengrad had been a long, ruthless one. The people of Nordengrad had lost their homes and livelihoods, though it wasn’t the end. Albrecht of Nordengrad had been tasked, the eve before the siege of Nordengrad to lead the townsfolk away, with a small retinue at his back.

Albrecht was relatively disappointed, he had a duty to the people of Nordengrad but instead was sent away. ‘Torsten wants me here.’ he’d reassure himself, ruffling the hair of the king's son who had left with him. Looking around him were the faces of many people he had lived with for the past decade. Their sullen, distant expressions had become too grim for Albrecht to cope with. How does one inspire hope when all hope is lost? He thought briefly, before chuckling to himself.

 

Dismounting from his horse upon reaching the docks, Albrecht cleared his throat. Motioning for the band to come together, before taking a swig of the contents from his flask and uttering a speech.

 

As many of you have probably gathered by now, we’ve lost our home. We can sob and sulk over loved ones and possessions lost or we could look forward to the future.” he’d pause for a moment, looking out to the sea and raising his hand to the horizon. “Across this sea is a land the empire dare not follow. Somewhere you can start anew, somewhere the soils are so rich little effort will be required for cropping. A place unlike Atlas, where the echoes of war are unheard of.” turns back to face the band of former townsfolk. “Truth be told we here are a family, despite how much we may love or hate one another, and during times of turmoil, our bond together is only tightened. So that we may overcome the horrors that have befallen us.

 

Many of the townsfolk begin to thank Albrecht for guiding them to safety before boarding the ships, before sailing off into the distance to start their lives anew.

 

Albrecht, however, stayed behind. There were many more fights to come and people who relied on him in Atlas. Mounting his horse and humming a tune, he’d set off to rejoin the refugees at Kaz’Ulrah.

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Ryon guides the last boat from the dock, standing in the prow and staring back at the burning coastline, set ablaze by their own Nordengradic hands. A tear falls from his face.

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Vladimyr sobs in a fit of tantrum when he learns that Albrecht didn’t join him on the ship to safety. He’d lost maybe one of his best friends, still, he prayed to the All-Father for his friend’s safety.

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Jedrik Rorik Would be packing his stuff ready for refugee

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“we cooking” said freig mournstone

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Uther would float down the swamp, long dead. He would return to his last true love

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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