WRETCHED RENAISSANCE

After Deathroot comes Wretched Renaissance. See below:

“In the belly of the catacombs he found the Duskheart, that wretched gem which had cast so many men into darkness. It pulsed as Erdinus retrieved it from its cradle, warm in his tired fingers; it whispered seductions in a dozen long-forgotten tongues. Shielded by a few precious memories, the warrior strode from the catacombs and headed for the nearest town as dawn’s light bathed the countryside.

When he reached the quiet farming village to the east, Erdinus was greeted by a charismatic knight. The swordsman introduced himself as Ivar. And he, too, sought the malevolent relic. But to what end? Erdinus wondered. Not wanting the amulet to fall into the wrong hands, he refused to hear Ivar’s plea, and they clashed blades in the bright morning sun.

A crowd gathered around them as blow after blow struck cold steel. Their duel was long, and Erdinus had grown weary from his long night in Castle Mori’aul. When at last Ivar lost his footing and Athelard claimed victory, the latter sheathed his blade and extended a hand. Ivar took it, Erdinus helped him to his feet, and the two forged a partnership—a bridge between factions in the name of unity, to safeguard the Realm against dark magic and darker schemes.

Their honorable stalemate and ensuing friendship would become legend as it spread from one tavern to the next, immortalized in song and in scripture.”

Peace,

-Sam