An account of Jane Eradith, Scribe to the former Queen and Consort of Asarnia: Fiore and Sedna Aren-Grey. The events in the aftermath of King Jacob Delvar's Abdication
There, here, the enemies of Saradomin have encroached in the White City. Chaos stricken my family, home and countrymen. My land in ruins, Asgarnia my beloved home, blood of my mother, father, grandmother, grandfather. Alas is the day that draws near, the enemies of our divine lord stand at the doorstep. Our militia and their fortifications, our former Queen, the one that boils with that of House Aren leads the united forces of Saradomin. White Knights, militia, the Guard and what able-bodied persons who have the courage to lay down their life, all of them for our city, its all we have left. She holds the city, a remarkable sight how one of such dirty blood defends a land she does not hail from. That skin, her height, length. She is not my sister, but today, she may be my savior. Hark how the drums of war beat so loudly...
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