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Author: hat-of-doom
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As King Adelbern opened the parchment, the memories of his son leaving him still playing on his mind, he could not help but think that if he went with his son that would have been the right decision. The parchment read
“Dear King Adelbern,
I am sorry to inform you, but your son Rurik, was killed in battle yesterday at Sundown. We believe his killers were that of the stone summit, but which one of them it was exactly, we do not know.
My sincerest apologies
-Brother Mhenlo”
The king gripped the paper, tears dripping down his frail face, he could not speak, he could not think, all he wanted to do was cry. As he finally gained the strength to speak, all he could say was
“They will not get away with this”.
Adelbern had lost all mercy, rage was pumping through him as if it was his blood, he knew what he needed to do. He rushed to his war room, gathering all his army’s generals. He informed them of his son’s death, something that none of them expected him to say. They wanted exactly what he wanted, thus he immediately declared war on the Stone Summit.
The Ascalonian War had just begun.
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