FACTIONS: THE TALEWEAVERS
When the last glyph burned away, you could see something inside him tremble. But, the training held, keeping his feet steady
When the last glyph burned away, you could see something inside him tremble. But, the training held, keeping his feet steady
The dead of Achades can never enjoy the luxury of everlasting peace. They will never fall upward toward eternity, never meet their gods in their heavens.
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Blood. Honor. Steel. These are the principles that shape a Bladesworn. They are our armor as we face enemies unknown.
In either camp, the birth of the one true Chosen would threaten everything. This is doubly true if that same Messiah refused to fall into line and shifted authority over the masses…