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In the face of shifting borders and ever-changing enemies, his vow to protect Bant remains absolute.

The wetlands of Varakna run black with seeping tar, run green with algal blooms, but most often run red with blood.

The march of the worthy is sheltered by righteous wings.

The ankuliths and their ankulim progeny served as stark reminder to the inhabitants of Urshad that Anku's power was absolute. Now, however, the worldly gods have begun to test its limits.

Esper, center of engineered perfection, ruled by enigmatic sphinxes.

Fleshcrafters perform foul rituals with the aid of even fouler familiars.

“I wish that the camaarpeckers kept flies out of our cities too.”
—Balasi, Sannurian edificer

“Look at every angle, from every vantage point. Miss nothing.”
—Derevi, empyrial tactician

Crops grown in the fields at the Azutahn delta feed mouths all across the empires of Urshad.

His water nourishes Azutah's crops just as well as it washes away its foes.

“These lands harbor the wise and the valiant, but I search for my true home in Bant.”

Karrthus, greatest of all the hellkites, fell to Breya's forces. But his brood persists, and the dracoshamans have named his fiercest scion Tharrsus, their word for “retribution.”

Lisseria and the soldiers of Kanaa mounts many great hunts against the lions and manticores of the Urud mountains. With such prey, it only takes a small folly for them to become the hunted.

Selezzar holds executions upon the Slaughtered Steps, to show what happens to those that cross the Endak.

“I am the footsteps of the thoctar, the rage of the cerodon, and the strength of the godsire.”

Louder and larger the stampede grew, more and more the jungle surrendered.

“May your body return to Anku's fire, but may your spirit live on in all our hearts now and forever.”
—Haban, Seeker of Sarratu

Discarded metal and leviathan bones wash up on the salt flats of Cloudheath, and neither stay refuse for long.

“Come. The world needs you still.”