Exile cursed as he glanced around at the other leaders in The Raider's Horn. Everyone wore solemn expressions, having already heard how things were going from those who retreated earlier. 'They came too fast! I thought it would take time before we saw anything from that war!' Exile was livid that Parthus had chosen to attack when he did.
They were already trying to keep a low profile while dealing with the Civil War, but now Sommerdan invaders were threatening their shores as well. 'Parthus... who the hell are you?' Exile wracked his memories, but could find no information about a player who used that name. 'He's definitely someone worth knowing about. It has to be an alias.
"How do we deal with this? We're already hearing some talk on the streets that other places have been attacked as well." Noslin cocked an eyebrow at Exile while letting out a sigh.
