Titan's Divide, a spine of ancient magical stone and ice that cleaves the continent, its thousand-foot summit lost in clouds. Form time immemorial, it has stood as a sentinel, a barrier as impenetrable as the secrets it holds. Its face, a scarred testament to countless assaults, a symbol of defiance against the Empire's hungry reach, and a testament to the indomitable spirit of those who call it home-The Frostborn. The empire's mightiest lie broken at its base, their assault thwarted. They came time and time again, to scale its heights, to conquer, but found only ruin. Now their corpses rest at the bottom of the dead river below, a sunken monument to their unrelenting failure.
JOVIAN
Titans Divide
"Took you long enough."
"Curse you," I growled, my voice edged with both fear and fury.
The commander chuckled, a low, mocking sound that reverberated through the cavern, bouncing off the rough, uneven walls. His eyes glinted with malice, a predator savoring his prey.
