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8/7/2025, 7:31:59 PM
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Welcome to Zoral, you mutter as you grab your dumbfounded ‘helpers’ by their collars and hop back into the trenches!
The three of you knew exactly what you saw that day, but from the moment you took to the trenches like a pack of Tottas to the day you quietly passed away in your bed in the house next to that little vineyard you ended up owning, you never once ventured a guess as to what might’ve happened had you not blown that camp to smithereens.
You did what you had to do. That’s all that matters.
”The Chytree Empire collapsed shortly after,” Cheesti drones, her voice startling you after such a vivid memory, ”Though it wasn’t solely due to the advent of Counter-Magical Combat… Amid the chaos of The Finder War, The Skogs lead by Utzo Carved-Tusk cut a bloody swathe through both Coalition and Chytree territories… Neither governing body survived the ensuing chaos.”
You find yourself back in the museum once again–a little rattled, but intact. You think!
“B-but fr-from that chaos came n-NEW communities!” Chirps the Chytree as she tries to avoid staring at a somewhat sullen-looking Volka. “Umberal was one of them… a-after the abrupt end to The Finder War, it became a st-stronghold in the wake of the Skog Hordes… d-defended by Chytree and Coalition alike… a-and, of course, a-ARCHMAGE TRIER…”
A peculiar sensation tickles you like a spider crawling on your neck. Dude must be pretty old then, you remark, earning another nervous laugh from your curator!
“W-well extending one’s l-life isn’t, um… unheard of… i-in the magical community…” She weakly replies. “In fact, it’s almost a pr-prerequisite these days… d-dangerous times…”
So he’s been running the show in Umberal this whole time then?
“Mhm! I-in fact, his Mage Tower… in which w-we find ourselves now… was one of the biggest findings amidst the rubble of old Umberal after The Finder War…” Her glowing eyes take on what you assume is a Chytree smile. “Th-though back then it was only T- TRINE TOWER... th-the other parts didn’t emerge until after The Concord of Umberal was finalized… a-and he was declared Archmage and Arbiter.”
“Sounds more like a king ta’ me…” Remarks Volka, the girl still a little sore at hearing about her race’s historical contributions.
“W-well it’s easy to say from an outsider’s p-perspective…” Mutters the Museum worker as she scans the ceiling warily, “But l-look at the alternatives! The East is an untamed w-wilderness… The Skogs-erm…”
The girl wisely cuts herself off, but not before earning a pointed stare from your favorite Skog.
“Erm, a-and Cr-Crossroads is in turmoil over the de-death of their Guild Chairman… a-and they don’t even have a replacement set, d-do they..?”
>CONTD.
Welcome to Zoral, you mutter as you grab your dumbfounded ‘helpers’ by their collars and hop back into the trenches!
The three of you knew exactly what you saw that day, but from the moment you took to the trenches like a pack of Tottas to the day you quietly passed away in your bed in the house next to that little vineyard you ended up owning, you never once ventured a guess as to what might’ve happened had you not blown that camp to smithereens.
You did what you had to do. That’s all that matters.
”The Chytree Empire collapsed shortly after,” Cheesti drones, her voice startling you after such a vivid memory, ”Though it wasn’t solely due to the advent of Counter-Magical Combat… Amid the chaos of The Finder War, The Skogs lead by Utzo Carved-Tusk cut a bloody swathe through both Coalition and Chytree territories… Neither governing body survived the ensuing chaos.”
You find yourself back in the museum once again–a little rattled, but intact. You think!
“B-but fr-from that chaos came n-NEW communities!” Chirps the Chytree as she tries to avoid staring at a somewhat sullen-looking Volka. “Umberal was one of them… a-after the abrupt end to The Finder War, it became a st-stronghold in the wake of the Skog Hordes… d-defended by Chytree and Coalition alike… a-and, of course, a-ARCHMAGE TRIER…”
A peculiar sensation tickles you like a spider crawling on your neck. Dude must be pretty old then, you remark, earning another nervous laugh from your curator!
“W-well extending one’s l-life isn’t, um… unheard of… i-in the magical community…” She weakly replies. “In fact, it’s almost a pr-prerequisite these days… d-dangerous times…”
So he’s been running the show in Umberal this whole time then?
“Mhm! I-in fact, his Mage Tower… in which w-we find ourselves now… was one of the biggest findings amidst the rubble of old Umberal after The Finder War…” Her glowing eyes take on what you assume is a Chytree smile. “Th-though back then it was only T- TRINE TOWER... th-the other parts didn’t emerge until after The Concord of Umberal was finalized… a-and he was declared Archmage and Arbiter.”
“Sounds more like a king ta’ me…” Remarks Volka, the girl still a little sore at hearing about her race’s historical contributions.
“W-well it’s easy to say from an outsider’s p-perspective…” Mutters the Museum worker as she scans the ceiling warily, “But l-look at the alternatives! The East is an untamed w-wilderness… The Skogs-erm…”
The girl wisely cuts herself off, but not before earning a pointed stare from your favorite Skog.
“Erm, a-and Cr-Crossroads is in turmoil over the de-death of their Guild Chairman… a-and they don’t even have a replacement set, d-do they..?”
>CONTD.
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