Dark tides bring darker tidings. The sea has become sickened and twisted by the evil laying upon our land, brackish with hatred and lies. The beating heart of our home is cancerous with treachery. The air itself is thick with decayed values and lost innocence.
“It is not yet time to move directly against those who have brought this disease to our island. But that time draws near, and we must prepare for a war for our very souls. Steel ourselves for violence with valor. Ready ourselves for horrors with honor. And, most importantly, brace ourselves for loss with love. Now, set your pikes, children, just like the mainlander Atreya taught you.”
– Elder Tecumbalam, Eldermost Exile of Kas Selvess
Heros