Re: Chicken and egg
The red people annoy us with their lunatic ravings about the apocalypse when they are the ones that have attacked us. The result: four score Burning Ones lie destroyed, the heart of Abysia's military. Their Prophet is dead. A commander with fine items killed, his items in our hands. Their army is in ruins.
Their god is fled, a wounded thing. No longer beautiful, Claire's motley scales worsen her pathetic limp, and a scabbed chest wound causes her to gasp and wheeze ceaselessly, like a faltering bellows.
Abysia, you reap what you sow!
R'lyeh, a gift - the lands of Abysia. Avenge yourself, redeem yourself, all in one stroke.
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