Deep within the endless plains of the Southern tribes, an enormous dark mass was encroaching, heading towards the heart of the plains. A closer look would reveal the numerous flags flying the standard of the hawk, this army was personally led by Grand Marshal Tam.
Along with Tam's massive host, many of the nobles had brought the bulk of their own forces, hoping for a war against the tribes, eager to take revenge for their fallen fathers in the great war between Ursten and the tribes.
"Where's the bear?" Baron Leynish rode alongside Lord Ausman, one of the many cronies he had gathered on his campaigns deep into Kalun territory. Eager to loot and reap the rewards from the vulnerable state after Tam had decimated their finest commanders.
