Campaign of the Month: July 2014
Winter is Coming
Great towers we built, keeps to safeguard our lands.
A city we created, though not the culture within it.
The Imperial wyvern banner flew overhead
A beacon, of our power.
Titoz the Great, Serazza the Ascended, Quintinioz Tore of Myr.
Great men and women, they guided us to victory
It was not meant to be.
Dark was the evil that rose in the East
Volantis and its sorcery strengthened armies
They did smash past the border forts, laid our legions l-o-ow
And when they closed on Myr, we had no where else to go-o-o-o.
Great towers pulled down, keeps crumbling.
The city we created a husk
The Imperial wyvern, trod into the dirt
Desecrated by the blood of our brothers.
An Empire that once was
Our brothers and sisters who fell
Our past imperial glory.
Long will we wait, to see our Empire again rise.
Long will we wait, to see Volantis fall.