Prince of the Sky

Issue #23 Errnas 4th 345K.E

   *Hailaur* dear reader - I bring not only wishes of prosperity in the Blessed Month of the Hegemon, but news too from the northern regions. I can only congratulate all the people of the Empire for their judicious following of the three weeks of fasting and prayer observed last month; both the Emperor and the Heavens smile upon our humble offerings as you will soon know. First, though, knews from our brothers in Aloris.
From the mouth of Patris Eronis:

> "Kameapolis, or Kasmesia as it is more commonly known, has for some time been wrought with destruction. Most villainous corsairs from the western expanse raided without relent - sending ship to the seafloor, and coastal folk to a gruesome and untimely demise. The Ghastly Fleet, appearing in the swirling fog, heavy rains and moonless nights was finally met with challenge on the Most Holy Day. As the fleet crept towards the Sunkissed Coast, their shadow flickered over the bronze statue of The Chainbreaker. A miracle, surely from the Emperor! - The statue came to life, its colossal legs plunging into the foam, eyes radiating as it cast the Fleet across the sea."
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His Holiness has graced us with many miracles in the past few days, surely thanks for our efforts. I would implore all to carry on with their thanksgiving and prayers of appeasement. If I were to list all of the miraculous happenings, this notice would go on for volumes. For sake of brevity, I will relate to you the most joyous - the news from the North.

Two days ago the culmination of decades of research on behalf of Archmagus Zarolyn came to fruition. Gathering his apprentices from decades past, Karo the White Flame, Vyn the Skyseeker and his current student, Apprentice Waelas, he set out onto a quest.

For an age, the Wind of the North has been trapped within the highest peak in the Empire - Mount Zarion - fault of the disgusting Taranians. A cruel dominion ruled the lands between New Haven and Light's Hope before Emperor Justinius' liberation. For many years, they cracked the whip upon the back of mankind - rearing us like cattle, and working us to death - a history of which you should all know well. During the first uprisings, our forefathers looked to the spirits of the skies and of the land for aid. Pitying us, Boreas, 'Lord of the North' and 'Prince of the Sky' descended to the northern plains and granted power to what became known as windwives, servants of Boreas. While I will spare the many details of which you have memorised, the Prince of the Sky was imprisoned within Zarion.

The 4 Magi delved into the Lost Stronghold of Taras, removing the last traces of the old dominion and freeing the Northern Wind. For many years the skies of the northern hinterlands have been treacherous - without a lord to guide them, the spirits of the wind have been wild and chaotic, known to tear apart cities in their feuding. The weather is known to be fickle at best. Now, with Boreas' release, there is hope. Expert Strategists predict that with the release of Boreas, he will be a deciding factor in turning the war with the Twilight Brotherhood. Seizing the moment, the Emperor has sent reinforcements to bolster the damaged armies defending the north.

Hope is in the air, and the winds are changing. Victory is on the horizon. Destiny is in our grasp.

*Ave Tyr! Ave Aurorae! Ave Boreas!*

*Ave Justinius!*