Alexander watched as the paper map on the table was labeled with markers of white and gold.
White signified allegiance to the church of light while gold signified allegiance to the celestials.
As the markers were placed Alexander grew worried over the imbalance of territory.
'They have at least twenty cities over our own and until the allied nations begin to send aid we won't have much chance... unless we tempt players.'
The faction that gains the most players would likely be the victors of this war since they had a nearly immortal army that could be swayed with rewards.
The danger would truly begin once the leaders of these regions got involved.
Mages capable of leveling cities, warriors that could tear down walls with their bare hands, assassins that could dispatch others in the blink of an eye, these were dangerous beings that the players risked facing.
