Raven’s Breath

The Radiant Ruination – Raven's Breath

When the North Marches

Snow swirls, banners rise, and war drums echo. With ice in his veins and steel in his grip, he leads the charge.

Ashen Spires of the Fallen

Charred ruins stand defiant as embers smolder in the dark. A kingdom lost to time, where ghosts still walk the shattered streets.

Every action has its cost

The choices made today weave into something greater—a pattern unseen, yet inescapable. A single decision can shift the course of history, for better or worse

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The First Casualty

The air hangs thick with something unseen, a quiet tension woven into the very earth. A whisper rides the wind-low, deliberate, laced with an eerie certainty. "Not yet - but soon. And when it comes, there will be no mistaking it." A distant tremor rolls beneath your feet, subtle at first - then stronger, as if the land itself is holding its breath.