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[indent]Centuries ago the storm was a darkness on the horizon if that, and in current times that same darkness filled the trembling terrors of the citizens of the Nameless City. Everything has been dead quiet for the past month and this has not only put the Wardana on Guard but the Regia, the royal council, and the Regia himself. Naturally, small storm surges happened frequently (difficult to figure out if there was a pattern to the chaos) but they were [i]there[/i] unlike the current situation. Nothing for a moon cycle and it was causing everyone’s skin to crawl. 

The occurrence was causing prayers from the fourth and third rings to sound more throughout the city while darkness was lit by their ikon-lanterns and it has been the discussion of the second ring. Individuals have been discussing [i]everything[/i] and anything. What was happening!? Why were the storm surges delayed and who could possibly remedy this? No one. There was no hope for anyone. 

A storm of chaos never shrunk in time and never tried to crawl closer to the center of the city. This should have been considered a time of peace but it was a time of more fear than usual. People were at each other’s necks, surprisingly, the royal council was probably outbursting emotionally the most. A few of the council members were becoming irrational in their thoughts and discussion. Pure devastation. Concern. Sadness. Greed. All the spectrum of emotion could be seen within only a few hours of the council meeting. The Regia, a husk of what the once prince was, had the golden sun-touched eyes of their prestigious god. The Great King. As he spoke, thousands of voices could be heard at once. Children. Men. Women. Everyone as it focused on a booming voice of confidence and reassurance. [color=ffffff]We will succeed.[/color] There were many different missions to figure out why the storm was so still of late but no one could come to a conclusion. 

No one has heard the spine-chilling thunderclap-like howls that echoed into the city and bounced against the great stone walls for too long. The fourth was the most shaken when it came to this occurrence. Not one storm surge in a moon cycle must mean they were going to face a giant one… Some individuals could be heard talking throughout the city and explaining that it was more comforting when the beasts were rampaging through the fourth, wrecking buildings, leaving a path of destruction, displacing their families, and shredding their faith. This emptiness was unexplainable for most. [/indent]
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