A heavily armed creature stepped upon a skull, crushing it to dust. The ground filled with a wide rippling of ice and frost as it walked through the Southern Plains. It had elongated skeletal features and a resemblance to that of a ram with horns protruding out of its helm. Its plate armour was extremely far advanced than any other plate available in Titan. It also held onto a smoky green sword that was abnormally shaped, unearthly ornate and demonic, and in the weapon were set skull runes upon the hilt and base of the blade. Its eye sockets burned a wicked blue…
Before the cataclysm, the citizens, and fishers of Fang and Zengis saw the River Kok lift out of its cavity and twist around like a rope, all fish simply plummeted out of the bizarre waters…
A dusk befell the land as a nasty revelation began… the sky was dark and menacing…
Port Blacksand, a city notorious for its crimes, hatred, and ungodly punishments could not withstand a dust plague. The plague was not like the Bubonic Death. This one came in an instant and without any warning. Allansia was not prepared for the disaster and humanity paid the price in blood. This is the fault of a grudge and a plan with purpose, carefully calculated throughout the years, and in the necromancer's death his retribution was still carried out by a faithful companion not of the worldly plane.
Lying on the floor, prepared to turn to earth like all the other primitives was the faithful subject of Zanbar Bone, Lord Azzur. His corpse, his legacy, never stood the might of the remnant of the powerful sorcerer of the Moonstone Hills. The city was in ruins, one would describe it as deserted as a zombie infested city and that bats fluttered above the great fortress, but not many of the animals endured. The infamous carriage that rammed into townsfolk was covered in dust and had the skeletons of its horses still attached to the harnesses.
Allansia was in fragments now with only Khul and the Old World left to pull to pieces. In this wreckage of dead bodies, there were still the three wizards of Yore and a few survivors.
The clouds cast over the moon, it was the last of our illumination, our hope but with the coming of the entities of the spiritual planes all life as Titan knows it will be extinct forever and the lich will come through the portal.