It was at this time that the Voltaris clan returned from exile and joined the Deathsinger in his revenge. However, even with their support he knew that he was outmatched. With all of Ardonia now his enemy... there was only one place to turn.
The Deathsinger met with King Chronos of the Nether and formed the most powerful alliance ever known.
And thus began the Great War.
The Enderknights rallied under King Rendor and fought the Nether head on. The Ardoni clans wielded their Songs of old. The humans reassembled their armies, the Magnorites came from the South, and the Felinas from the West. Some even say... he was there.
But despite everything... the Deathsinger and the Nether armies could not be stopped.
The tides of this conflict turned after a young Ardoni joined the fight. Skilled with the Songs, Achillean Nestoris was able to unite and lead the armies to victory, which earned him the name Tidesinger. With his leadership and the Enderknight forces, the nether army was forced to retreat back into the Nether.
With no allies, the remaining Voltaris fell back to Mount Velgrin. Here the Tidesinger fought the Deathsinger alone, and both were defeated.
The Prime Songs were recovered and distributed amongst the clans once more, signaling an end to the Great War.
Peace was restored to Ardonia, and a time for rebuilding and healing began. The wounds caused by the Deathsinger, however, will be felt forever. The Great War, 11th Wall of Time.
Thalleous finishes reading off the Wall and turns towards Hawken, who appears to be dozing off while standing.
THALLEOUS: Hawken, I fail to see- Hawken...?
Hawken wakes up abruptly and returns to his normal vigor.
HAWKEN: *waking back up, startled* Ah yes yes exactly! So you see what this means Thalleous?
THALLEOUS: Hawken...were you sleeping through-
Hawken zips over to the wall and points to the writing.
HAWKEN: Look here! Where do the Walls of Time say the final duel took place?
THALLEOUS: *confused and curious* Mount Velgrin.
HAWKEN: Indubitably! Most legends, including these bungled Walls of Time, fail to state that the final duel took place on the mountain's peak.
THALLEOUS: Alright... so what does this mean?
Hawken composes himself, hands behind his back.
HAWKEN: I've heard rumors of a presence on the peak of Mount Velgrin. Being the naturally curious scholar that I am, I sent a few scouts to transform those rumors into facts. That was two weeks ago.
THALLEOUS: And what was their report?
HAWKEN: There was no report! None ever returned! Why do you think that is?
THALLEOUS: I am not entirely sure-
HAWKEN: The Voltaris, Thalleous, the Voltaris!
Thalleous raises an eyebrow, intrigued.
THALLEOUS: You think the Voltaris are at Mount Velgrin?
HAWKEN: Indubitably! I'm aware you've been hunting Voltaris ever since the Great War ended, so I brought you here to inform you of this lead.
Thalleous gazes back to the Wall.
THALLEOUS: It has been years since I lost the trail of the Voltaris. I should ride to Mount Velgrin and see for myself.
HAWKEN: *getting Thalleous' attention* A-a-a-a. Hold up there Thalleous. Although I'm no Chronicler, I feel it my duty to accompany you and record what information we find. I would... also like to discover the fate of those I sent to investigate.
THALLEOUS: *stares* There's a chance we'll encounter the Voltaris, and who knows what other perils.
Hawken raises his hand to stop him.
HAWKEN: Fear not Thalleous, for I am prepared to fight!
Hawken draws his weapon, which appears to be an uncooked fish. He looks down at it, and pulls out a stick then tosses it over his shoulder and continues shuffling through his inventory.
HAWKEN: Wait, w-wait, somewhere around here I have a weapon unless I lost it ah here it is!
Hawken holds his sword out.
THALLEOUS: *sigh* Very well, come on then. Most likely this was all just a misunderstanding.