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A LIGHT IN THE FOREST - I
Three major forces fight for control of the Empire...
Emry, baron of Abrissel, earned the love of his people during the great wars. As one of many noble paladins, Emry, stepped forward and led Abrissel to freedom after most hope was lost.
Duchess Ambrielle of Verzillin was chief among Demosthene's royal spy service before the collapse of the Empire. In the shadows, the duchess has but to point a finger and cities burn, vaults are empties and nobles vanish.
Count Flamel Crowly rules his armies of religious fanatics width treats of damnation and retribution. Fear of Bethrezen, or even worse, fear of the Highfather, has given Crowley an immense amount of self-proclaimed witch hunters and inquisitors to scour the land in search of sinners.
As the Empire struggles to unite its people under one rule, a legend emerges from the hearth of the forest...
Freeing the Elven cities, Emry gained valuable allies in the Elves. The denizens of Abrissel were compassionate for the children of Gallean and the horrors they found in the three cities only strengthened the determination for a unified Empire. Emry would send his men to meet with the Elven messiah, hoping the small gesture would seal the bound between their people.
THE MARK OF HERESY - II
Emry was determined to meet with the mysterious avatar of the Elves, but the path would take him through Crowley's territory. The Inquisition hung heavily over the people of the land to keep them loyal to the fanatic count. The word "heretic" was enough to send men to the gallows, and Emry was now at the top of the Church's list. Fortunately the capital city of Delgrenere remained loyal to the original version of the Empire, and welcome Emry's army. The baron had promised an alliance with the Elves, and a combined army to overthrow the Inquisition.
Crowley's persecution of those deviating from his plans was not limited to the Humans. For years, the Dwarves of the region had suffered under the Count's mandate. Emry's couriers ventured into the mountains with messages of peace but did not return. The long memory of the Clans was legendary, and their inability to reason once driven to battle even more so.
For all the "cleansing" unleashed upon the land, it was strange that one could still smell the stench of demons on a strong northern wind.
With the corrupted count removed from power, Emry of Abrissel prepared for the victorious march back to his keep. One less faction now competed for the throne. Emry's support was doubled as words spread about the end of the Inquisition.
FIREWALK - III
But in the tumultuous times of war, one rarely has a chance to savor their victories.
News reached Emry that the demons has conquered the last of the great Elven lands. The fires of Hell were spreading through the land at a rapid rate, scorching forest and boiling rivers. Crowley had been a mere distraction, and Bethrezen sought a far bigger prize than control over the Empire.
One grant city remained in the path of the oncoming molten wave... Verzillin. Politics would not hold a paladin from his duties to defend the citizens of the Empire. Emry gathered his forces and headed for the home of the Duchess.
Finally, the factions of Ambrielle and Emry had joined forces. Who would have suspected a plague of Bethrezen's twisted design would strengthen the Empire? The Elves and the Humans celebrated a temporary alliance.
The children of Gallean, however had much to mourn. They had lost their queen, their princess, and now even their resurrected god seemed to have abandoned them. As they had always done in time of crisis, the Elves returned to the forest, far form Human eyes. Perhaps one day they would emerge, their former glory regained.
But for now, the unified Empire had its own agenda. It was time for glorious celebration. It was a time for the crowning of a new King, and perhaps a new Queen as well.