Once again we are reminded of how fragile life is.
A mere day before the gathering our King was attacked by the undead abomination known simply as Silas. The King, aided by a hero from each barony and Victor Angbor, slew the undead beast, but not without paying a price. The Enclave's Champion, Dauroth Son of Marsh, was slain protecting the king from obliteration. The Enclave proved to the new King how dedicated they were to the kingdom with his heroic deed.
The remnants of Edward's men, dubbed Edwardians, have continued to be a nuisance to the populace. More bandits than a true army, they grew bold enough to attack the King and his party as they entered town. When will these men lay down their swords and concede their defeat?
True terror returned to the lands of Cerroneth. Void. The baronies once again set aside their differences and united to stop it. The Sentinels played a crucial part in driving back these … beings. The question remains - why now?
We pass into the new year looking eagerly into the future - a future where a mortal sits the throne of these lands; a future where humans, orcs, elves, and the other races of the land work, if not always in harmony, together. We look to this future, but we never forget the past.
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Come and enjoy merriment, tournaments, and feas ...