Description
Battle is the language of the ever-proud empire of Gwyrholm. Its politics and government are nearly non-existent, the commander of the army ruling over all subjects. The army is all encompassing- men, women, children- young and old all working together as a seamless war machine. From birth, Gwyr children are raise to be cold, calculating, and vicious- the perfect warriors. But the gears of the well-oiled fighting machine that is Gwyrholm are starting to grind, to rust under the old unchanging regime. The sacred runes of the Seoreh, which destine a select group of children upon their birth to be the empire's champions and defenders- the greatest heroes ever to wander the earth. When a dark sorceress named Elieveta unleashes an ancient curse corrupting the Seorehen runes, chaos sweeps the empire and threatens to send it crumbling under the wrath of its enemies. Her demands- only that she be crowned as empress of the Gwyr and that the army that has so long been the keystone of the Gwyran civilization be disbanded. Appalled and terrified of what will become of their beloved home, the Gwyrs need a solution. Balance must to be restored to Gwyrholm, and quickly. If her demands are not met by the next new moon- only nine days away- the sorceress with flatten their grand cities to rubble herself. It's up to the guardians of Gwyrholm to defend their home from Elieveta's threat and impending doom. Cover by me!
Welcome One and All to the Great Empire of Gwyrholm!
