IN THE FIRST DAY OF THE FIRST AGE, KING LUSAT THE FALLEN, SON OF HORMGAR, WHO DID CLAIM THE CROWN OF KROWETHIA FROM THE HOUSE OF OLVELD, WHO DID WIN THE SECOND WAR OF BROTHERS AFTER THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF ROTH, WHO CLAIMED THE THRONE OF THE HOUSE OF FRANTHIR, WHO INHERITED THE LANDS OF AGEROTH, HAS BEEN SLAIN IN BATTLE. HE LEAVES ONE HEIR WHO FLEES HIS LAND IN SHAME. THE BATTLE OF NAARKOLON HAS SEEN OUR FINAL CITY FALL, AND OUR LAST KING BE BEHEADED. THE CHILDREN OF THE OLD GODS OF FEY AND SHADOW HAVE EMERGED VICTORIOUS. OUR PALACES ARE IN RUIN, OUR ART IN THE GROUND, AND THE GRAVES FORGOTTEN. OUR TRIUMPHS LIE SHATTERED, OUR MEMORIES ETHEREAL, AND OUR CROWNS UNWORN AGAIN. KROWETHIA IS CLAIMED BY THE MEN OF THE OLD GODS NOW, AMMAM THE ALL FATHER HAS DESERTED US, THE ORDNING BE BROKEN, AND OUR FATE TO BE TOLD IN THE HISTORY OF OUR SLAVES. O KROWETHIA, BE WITH THE GODS.
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