[ Meanwhile a history-shaking incident was taking place somewhere else ]
[ 24 hours ago ]
The skies above Etheron were quiet, but within its lands, storms of war were brewing. Great empires of humans, vampires, elves, and countless other races all eyed one another with greed and suspicion.
Yet amidst these colossi, there existed smaller kingdoms who refused to bend.
Instead of begging for protection and risking being consumed by the empires, these smaller nations forged bonds of solidarity, vowing to defend one another from threats both mortal and abyssal.
One such proud land was the Kingdom of Etheria—a jewel among the minor nations, where humans, dwarves, and beastfolk coexisted. Though small in scale, Etheria was respected for its unity, wealth of resources, and the strength of its allies. But today, Etheria stood on the brink of annihilation.
Inside the royal palace, the air was suffocatingly tense.
A lone messenger stood in the center of the throne room.
