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[!] Within the halls of the draconic sanctum of Tor'Praeth, a primordial roar of rage and anger would shake the very foundations of the castle. The Justicar of Azdromoth paced back and forth mumbling to himself about revenge for his fallen sister.

A young paladin of Xan had bore witness to the anger that dwelled within the Owl, for upon being summoned to the mortal plain once more, the Djinn had appeared with his sword upon shoulder. Perhaps the Owl had more planned for the world of mortal men... Only time would tell.

Alaion sat within a small temple somewhere, staring out at the sea from afar. He was hopeful that he would get another conversation with Elena upon her return home. However, fate would have it that their conversation earlier that day would be their last together. So, the youth awaited but little did he know his hope would never come to fruition.

"What a lovely occasion. I can not wait to attend!" Commented Thalon Nullivari as he browsed a catalog for gifts.

"BANZAI!" Yelled a footman in Kato Eren's service as he charged towards the damned lands, only to be immediately smited into oblivion and killed by foul sorcery.

[!] The sounds of plate boots slamming the stone floor as they moved a hulking figure forwardly, would be heard in some forgotten hallway.

The once-patriarch, Thalon of Nullivari smiled as he looked back at the white walls of Celia'nor from his hidden location on a mountain top overlooking the city, perhaps it was that he knew his chapter among mortal men had come to a conclusion. He smiled and turned to his wife Ro'ya with a chuckle, the four massive ebon horns upon the Nephilim's head dipped respectfully towards that nation which provided them with a place to grow their lineage. His ashen wings folded inwards and collapsed against his back as a final farewell was given to the city. "I have accomplished what I sought to accomplish... Dynasty." Roared the voice of Balthazar, The High Justicar of Azdromoth the Unchained, from the maw of the Mali'aheral. There the creature began off into the wilds, seeking purpose anew in service to his father. DO NOT METAGAME THIS INFORMATION.

Veletzian forces campaigning into the frigid Haense-occupied territories.