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Prologue:There is a hot wind that blows accross the land. It's scorching touch, devours all of the territories and their peoples. It's spreading embrace is cumbersome. Only left: Two sides. One to rise against the other. And between the hearts of the two great wills, lies the struggle. Not one to conquer the other - There is only the balance, in attempt to attain control. And the thunder that rolls down from the hills - An everpresent reminder of the great war.
Updates:
The end? - Wednsday, April 19
Journals:First-hand accounts of events.
Skye MacLeod:
Ocelot:
Key Players
Akron - The Red liche. Lord of the dark forces after the Dream Sickle
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