06-20-2023, 23:01:33 PM
From the shores of northern isles to the bay on southern shore, from Regia to Sandcoast, She reigns forever more. The world she was born of shall forever know her name, for once Alksorkhin rises, nothing can be the same.
When the storm and rains die down and the floodwaters recede, she still stands upon her gruesome raft. She says nothing for a long time. The wind whips her hair, and once again the plants, drenched and weakened though they are, seem to be bending away from her.
The world knows its master, it knows that She has come, for once Alksorkhin rises, the kings of old are done.
I have twice proven my power, and still you do not submit, Vahldahl-Kahstahr? I cannot be stopped. I cannot be delayed. Your choice comes ever closer. Submit to me or be destroyed utterly.
When the storm and rains die down and the floodwaters recede, she still stands upon her gruesome raft. She says nothing for a long time. The wind whips her hair, and once again the plants, drenched and weakened though they are, seem to be bending away from her.
The world knows its master, it knows that She has come, for once Alksorkhin rises, the kings of old are done.
I have twice proven my power, and still you do not submit, Vahldahl-Kahstahr? I cannot be stopped. I cannot be delayed. Your choice comes ever closer. Submit to me or be destroyed utterly.