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It is said that history becomes legend as it recedes into the mists of time, that memories grow dimmer in the slumber of peace. Thus the noble peoples of Alusia have languished in 1000 years of peace, growing forgetful of the dark times this lands once knew, headless of an ancient enemy who yet labored in silence. Thus Orcus, the terrible Demon Lord of Undeath, beheld that the world was right for an era of terror and blood. He summoned Balkoth, the most evil of his sorcerers and bestowed upon him a mighty artifact, so the necromancer might better serve his master in heralding the coming time of darkness.

The wings of Balkoth's wretched steed beat the air like thunder, the air was filled with the cries of his victims, the ground shook beneath word of his mustering host. Who can say what dark times await, as heroes struggle to unite the land, to defeat the necromancer and to become lords of magic.

 

Prophecy from the many writings of Balthazar, AR 1125

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