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NOW IS THE TIME

IT IS I, THE WATCHER.

Realm of Shangra. All those that would rid themselves of the darkness that the King has created. Now is the time. No longer shall we live in this tortured land. Today is the day that the Order falls. We shall take back the realm. I remember a time when we were free. We well our children of a life when the sun warmed our faces. It seems like a time in history; a time so long ago. No longer do you need to fear the wraiths that haunt your streets, the Orcs that burn your cities, the Dark Elves that curse your crops. No longer must you live in servitude to a King that commands you to bow. Today the King will taste the fruits of his labor. Now is the time. Fight alongside me. Cast aside your fear. Take back what is yours. Let us build a future for all. We shall storm his gates, draw him out of his tower. Make him show his face. Now is the time. Today is the day that we fight. Today is the day that YOU become free.

COME FIGHT WITH ME PEOPLE OF SHANGRA!!! - click to join the fight

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FOR THOSE THAT YOU HAVE LOST

THIS IS THE WATCHER.

Meet me at the place where the good King took his last breath. There we will remember why we are doing this. There we will remember those that we have lost. Their souls will be avenged. We will find justice. The Kings time is drawing to a close. The mountains will rejoice, the ground will tremble, the sky goddess will cry tears of gladness; for we shall be free. We shall come out from under the hand of the King. Soon family soon.

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WALK WITH ME OH KING

I AM THE WATCHER.

THIS IS FOR YOU OH KING.

Your time is drawing nigh. I see you. You sit in your tower, ruling the realm with an undying fury. I see your fury. You demand loyalty and rid YOUR lands of those that fail to bend their knee. I see you oh King. I see you. I am there in the darkest corners of your throne room, watching and waiting. I see you sitting upon your throne. You think we are beneath you. You think that we are broken and weak. Yes oh King - we are broken - but we are surely not weak. You underestimate the power of a broken branch. together broken branches become strong.

I SEE YOU. I AM COMING FOR YOU. YET YOU DO NOT SEE ME. YOU WILL NOT SEE ME COMING. I PROMISE YOU.

I embrace the darkness that you have created. I will turn it against you. You have turned my heart cold as the night air.

You have brought nothing but ain to this realm. I will show you pain of King. You will cry for mercy, yet you shall find none. You will call for your Queen and your darling son the Prince, yet I shall bring you their burnt corpses. You will feel the pain that you have dealt, and just when you have come to accept life for what it is, watching your Order and your reign come to an end, I shall seal you away behind a wall of bricks, made from the bones of my brothers. If you want darkness oh King, then darkness is what you shall get. The last thing you shall see is my face as the last brick is set. The last thing you shall hear is the sound of your heart beating - beating - beating - then...stop...

Walk with me oh King because I am coming - and death follows close behind.

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MY HEART LONGS FOR JUSTICE

I AM HERE...IT IS ME THE WATCHER.

I come to you, people of Shangra, with a heavy heart. Years ago today - the 10th hour, on the 9th day, in the 3rd month. My life was ripped away from me. It was a cold rainy night. I watched as the Kings hand entered into Coedy looking for able bodied men to join the ranks of the King’s army. Darkness had not settled yet - but the time was close. I watched as the Kings hand and his guards kicked in doors, dragging anyone that could hold a sword into the street.

“YOUR LIVES ARE NO LONGER YOUR OWN - YOU NOW BELONG TO THE KING OF SHANGRA - LEADER OF THE ORDER OF THE DARK ORB AND LAST KNIGHT OF DRAGONS-BREATH. YOU SHALL PLEDGE YOUR ALLEGIANCE TO HIM. IF NOT YOU WILL PLEAD FOR YOUR LIFE ON YOUR KNEES. EITHER WAY YOU WILL BOW.”

I still hear that voice ringing in my ear. There were some that knelt immediately (ones that claimed that they would never bend their knee to any man - strong men), but there were some that stayed true until the end. It stings to this day. I watched as my brothers stood proud before the Kings hand and his guards. They refused to bow. The Kings hand slowly walked over to them. I saw him go to my oldest brother and whisper something in his ear. My brother must not have liked what he said, because he suddenly spit in the hands face. The Kings hand grinned and nodded to one of his guards standing close by. The guard drew his sword and quickly sliced the back of my brothers calfs. I watched as my brother fell to his hands and knees. The Kings hand squatted down in front of my brother and grabbed his face in his hands saying something to my brother. Once again my brother spit in the hands face. The hand punched my brother in the side of the head and raised to his feet. Taking a rag from his waist he cleaned his face off. He laughed and then pointed to the ground. I am there now. I feel the rain falling down around me. I feel frozen in time. Like I never left. Two of the hands guards go behind my other two brothers and push them to the muddy earth. The Kings hand pulls out a small decorated knife. It looks as if there is a dragon on the hilt, but I am to far away to notice. The hand looks at my brother and smiles - my brother begins to plead. What is going on? Why has he broke? Then the next set of events haunt me to this day. I watch the hand, one by one, take his knife to the throat of my brothers, and run it slowly across, from one side to the other. I watch as blood pours from the cut. Everything after that seems a blur. All that I remember after this is a loud roar, like I have never heard before or since then. Then...flames. Next thing I remember is coming to and the entire city around me is on fire. Women and men that were not taken or dead rush around in order to put out the flames. I have one thing on my mind - my brothers. I run to where they lay - blood mixed with mud and water, pool around them. I don't know how long I lay there, but I remember being pulled off by the butchers wife. I am alone. My mother died years before - my father gone before I was born and now my brothers gone.

That day I made the pledged to take the Order down, one at a time.

I had to tell you why. Why I partake of this ludicrous task to kill the King. Many ask me - what if I die - my response -

I AM ALREADY DEAD...

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THE TIME HAS COME

TO THOSE WITHIN STEFORD AND ABOUND - The time has come for action. THE DARK UPRISING HAS BEGUN. For too long has the Order of the Dark Orb destroyed this realm. They claim to want to bring peace, but all that they have brought has been death and darkness. They hide behind their walls within the Tower of Broken Worlds, looking down on those that are outside of its shadows. Join me in this fight brothers and sisters. Set aside your differences. No longer are we Man or Elf; Dwarf or Orc; slave or free…we are one voice - ready to make a stand. WE can build the future that we dream. We no longer have to live by the guidelines that the Order has placed on us all. I am tired of watching the ones that I love be fed to the abyss. I long for the day where the sun rises again. I will not lie to you, many will perish, but for good cause. We will see a brighter day. A day where we can hold the ones that we care for in our arms, feel cool autumn breeze on our faces, without the fear of being struck down. Take up arms. Follow me into a better day. A day filled with the laughter of many. My heart is with you. Take courage and do not fear. Find me in a times, time and a time. I shall be where the good King Holcross took his last breath. Follow the trail and you shall find the answers that you seek. Until we are fighting side by side - I bid you adieu.