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The Summons


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The dark silhouette of a titanic beast whose horns rise above the treetops roams the Korvassan plains. Howls and the distorted wavering calls of lesser monsters scatter at its feet through the foliage, gnashing and fighting one another. As the Archdrakaar’s roar shakes the earth, the titan pauses. Then silence again.

Its maw opens to reveal rows upon rows of serrated, predatory teeth that form into a twisted ‘grin’.

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“To the firelands.” The nephilim uttered in a hushed murmur–with eggshell white horns that hugged the sides of his skull, reptilian-esque fiery hues that judged unapologetically and clad in ornate armor plates forged from the hottest of flames–wandering the roads of Arcas in silent pursuit. His taloned fingers curled inward into a fist, a dip of his head following thereafter. ”I shall prove myself, once more.”

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A red-haired elf shudders at the thought of seeing the Drakaar face-to-face again.

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Aulkhorian roars back, much to his sisters dismay.

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A faithful of the Great Titan hears a tale of betrayal, of debased heresy. If they have left the fold, their time would come. But for now, he heeds the call.

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”Father... Father please. Mercy.” Murmured a man with wretched, gleaming eyes. 

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