[Stryke11]

Ermor remembers.

Even if utterly crushed, the few the survive will raise their progeny to seethe in hatred for Vanherr Thanatos. No matter how far and spread out they go, this alone shall unify them. Time, space, and reality are nothing compared to this.

Ermor remembers.

Those who have shed blood, even for partly selfish reasons, to ease the pressure and burden on Ermor's children. They shall be forever praised in song and their leaders shall know, should they ever stumble upon the descendents of once mighty Ermor, wherever they may be, under whomever's banner, that they will be welcomed as friends.

Ermor remembers.

In blood, dust, and fire, all will know that long after the final lights have gone out in Eldregate and seemingly all of Ermor's children have been slain, that even a victory is not a victory. Through all the planes of existence, in times past and future, the dogs of vengeance, empowered by the spirit of fallen Ermor, will nip at the heels of those who now bring treacherous and unjust war upon them. There will be no end. Through thousands of worlds, in thousands of ages, you have been marked, you have been chosen. Hell will meet you wherever your spirit chooses to arrive next.

Enjoy the fruits of your victory. Sip the sweet wine of your arrogance. But take heed, and never rest, never forget.

For Ermor remembers.