Grab your sword and fight the Horde

by Witch Murder in July 5, 2022

Fire Landscape

In the forlorn days of old, when beasts rather than kings controlled most of the lands, an epic battle is fabled to have taken place. The Volcanic Ashlands were not always the collection of fiery fissures they are today, overrun with smolderlings and flame golems. It is even rumored that the Crepescule Volcanoes had been dormant for thousands of years, expected never to erupt. The surrounding land was filled with Akhirans and bustling with festivals and trade. There, towns had flourished long before the Fire Kingdom had even been established. How tragic that the only remnants of this community are the folksongs that tell their tales. Not a single living descendant remains.

What a cataclysmic event must have taken place for the land to be toasted and torn apart. The Pheonix, sometimes seen flying above the range, was surely one of the contenders in the battle, as it is quite clear that it was pheonixfire that fueled the spark needed to rejuvenate the quiescent volcanoes. But what of its opponent? Those brave enough to venture into the Ashlands claim to have witnessed evidence of gigantic monsters. Did titans once roam these lands? If so, where are they now?

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Just then her head struck against the roof of the hall: in fact she was now more than nine feet high, and she at once took up the little golden key and hurried off to the garden door. As if she had known them all her life. Indeed, she had quite a long argument with the Lory.

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I confess this side of the country was much pleasanter than mine; but yet I had not the least inclination to remove, for as I was fixed in my habitation it became natural to me, and I seemed all the while I was here to be as it were upon a journey, and from home. However, I travelled along the shore she clutched the matron by the arm, and forcing her into a chair by the bedside, was about to speak, wh en looking round, she caught sight of the two old women bending forward in the attitude of eager list eners.They belong to the old gentleman, said Oliver, wringing his hands; "to the good, kind, old gentle man who took me into his house, and had me nursed, when I was near dying of the fever . Oh, pray send them back; send him back the books and money

This sounded nonsense to Alice, so she said nothing, but set off at once toward the Red Queen. To her surprise, she lost sight of her in a moment, and found herself walking in at the front-door again. For some minutes Alice stood without speaking, looking out in all directions over the country - and a most curious country it was.