AD1897, the summer of the Year of the Griffin, a year fated to be etched in the hearts of many.
Regardless of whether it is the year of the onset of the eternal Sacred War, the year in which the Seafolk first stepped on the stage of history or the year the City of Rain Feloci was born, this would be a year that would be marked by the later generations. After all, too many events happened in this single year.
From the very start, everyone, including me, has underestimated the ambitions of the Seafolk, as well as the Queen of Storms and the Water Elemental Goddess who are backing them.
The very first prerequisite to make an accurate assessment of a situation is to receive reliable intelligence of the entire situation. However, the surface dwellers know too little about the Seafolk. When the Seafolk first invaded, even the brightest strategists could only make conservative assessments based on previous incidents in the past.
