"Arise now, turn your backs and flee, live longer, live in fear- In fear of the night!"
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"I hear that Dschungelland and Pezerx have already been completely conquered, the undeads are waving the emperor and king like trophies…" a man with a reddened nose and with a bit more meat on his bones than the norm said, rubbing sweat off his forehead.
Him and another man were sitting on a bench, surrounded by an hectic flow of people, they overlooked the work of countless people, sowing and ploughing the fields, elves and nature spirits helping in this endeavour, times had changed before and now, they were changing for the worse.
Everyone had hoped that those measures put in place by the king were a fluke, naught but an odd decision in the endless pursuit of more wealth, but somehow, things had turned out terrible, literal armies of the dead had stricken at night, unprecedented swiftness, taking over entire, established nations in the span of just a few days.
