The air was biting cold. Centuries old wood creeked beneath Palians feet as he paced on the docks. In front of him, his breath was hanging still, as though it was suspended in time. Keeping his spirits up were the dancing constellations in the clear night sky. Even the moon shined with irregular radiance. ::Palian…

The bay was foggy, and the air was biting cold. Centuries old wood creeked as Porvian paced on the docks. His breath hang in front of him as though it were suspended in time itself. The only thing keeping his spirits up was the crystal clear sky. The constellations danced.

Greetings. We are the Guardians, a clan devoted to saving and improving the world of Aegis at all costs. We are devoted to protecting you from the Undead, and sheltering the people from leaders that are less than what the people need. So if you are sick of unfair treatment, and fearing the Undead. Look…

In the best interest of the people, and the protection of Oren from the Undead, the people must take action themselves before it is too late. The guards do not receive payment, and they do not care about the people. They only care about power, and glory. The king is a fool, who cares only…

This book is only to be seen by the most trustworthy and highest ranked members of Guardian. If they, as a group, choose to let another party see the contents of these plans, then so be it. If one is to die with these plans, it is crucial that they are recovered, no one else…