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There are bones in the desert.
They know as many secrets as there are grains of sand on the earth.
Feel the sun on your face, lie here for a while. Listen to the secrets. They are the hollow echoes of ancient drums, the footsteps of fossilized titans.
The desert will lie here with you, the very beginning to the final hour, until you return to the dust from which you came.

There are bones that only appear at low tide.
And, oh, the stories they whisper.
Do you hear the words they carry in their decimated jaws, the forgotten sea chanteys they remember? It is beautiful, and it is agony. They scream without air and weep without water.
Stay and listen if you want, but linger long you must not. Turn back and run, run, where your legs may take you, for though the fickle sea may love you now, she knows no bounds and no mercy.

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Hail, King of Nothing
Arc 1: The Ancestors
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There are bones in the desert.
They know as many secrets as there are grains of sand on the earth.
Feel the sun on your face, lie here for a while. Listen to the secrets. They are the hollow echoes of ancient drums, the footsteps of fossilized titans.
The desert will lie here with you, the very beginning to the final hour, until you return to the dust from which you came.

There are bones that only appear at low tide.
And, oh, the stories they whisper.
Do you hear the words they carry in their decimated jaws, the forgotten sea chanteys they remember? It is beautiful, and it is agony. They scream without air and weep without water.
Stay and listen if you want, but linger long you must not. Turn back and run, run, where your legs may take you, for though the fickle sea may love you now, she knows no bounds and no mercy.

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Hail, King of Nothing
Arc 1: The Ancestors
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Hail, King of Nothing

There lies an open plain under the ocean Kyropeion, where the sand is as black as dead stars and the water is tainted too dark for sunlight to penetrate. The sand here used to be white like bleached bone, and the water used to be clear.
The bones of the Citadel rise out of the water; silver and marble pristine against the dark sand. Here was the home of Clan Coelestis, who once bore the favor of the Tidelord. The great mobile fortress Nereith, a colossal whale-like construct built of white stone and possessing vague sentience, circles the Citadel by day and by night. Once the steadfast defender of the Citadel and believed to have been an avatar of the Tidelord himself, Nereith was living proof of the god’s favor.


Facilis descensus averno
The fall to hell is swift
It isn’t the descent that kills the fallen celestials. It’s their shattered spine and severed wings, the blackened ichor that dribble from their mouths.
The Citadel’s bones, once shining in their glory, now lie warped and tainted by a twisted presence. Flickering beasts shamble among the ruins, and distant voices haunt the halls. There are eyes and hands and mouths in places where they should not be. They are the least of the Citadel’s plagues.

With the disappearance of the Tidelord, Nereith became restless and hostile to Clan Coelestis, and madness began to pervade the Citadel walls. Something was freed within the walls of the Citadel, something ancient and hungry and mad. It laid siege to the Citadel from within, laying waste to the once-proud empire and decimating its population within a day.
The survivors turned now to the ancestral lands, once a flourishing ocean that had long dried out into a bleached-white desert. The great exodus from the Citadel to the desert claimed the lives of the weak, leaving only the warriors to rebuild what was lost.
The survivors settled in the ruins of a once-great empire, a place that was lost and forgotten like them. They called it Ra-Harenae, the city of sand. They never thought that whatever had taken the Citadel would follow them there.

Salvum, rex nihilo
Hail to the king of nothing
Kings slumber beneath the ocean. White stone mausoleums and crystal salt, tarnished silver crowns and lost empires, pristine against the dark sand. A sunken graveyard of weathered monuments to nameless phantoms.
The whales remember. They mourn their lost monarchs; they sing their dirges, though the sound is lost in the abyss. Hail, faceless ones; hail, broken ones.
Hail, King of Nothing

There lies an open plain under the ocean Kyropeion, where the sand is as black as dead stars and the water is tainted too dark for sunlight to penetrate. The sand here used to be white like bleached bone, and the water used to be clear.
The bones of the Citadel rise out of the water; silver and marble pristine against the dark sand. Here was the home of Clan Coelestis, who once bore the favor of the Tidelord. The great mobile fortress Nereith, a colossal whale-like construct built of white stone and possessing vague sentience, circles the Citadel by day and by night. Once the steadfast defender of the Citadel and believed to have been an avatar of the Tidelord himself, Nereith was living proof of the god’s favor.


Facilis descensus averno
The fall to hell is swift
It isn’t the descent that kills the fallen celestials. It’s their shattered spine and severed wings, the blackened ichor that dribble from their mouths.
The Citadel’s bones, once shining in their glory, now lie warped and tainted by a twisted presence. Flickering beasts shamble among the ruins, and distant voices haunt the halls. There are eyes and hands and mouths in places where they should not be. They are the least of the Citadel’s plagues.

With the disappearance of the Tidelord, Nereith became restless and hostile to Clan Coelestis, and madness began to pervade the Citadel walls. Something was freed within the walls of the Citadel, something ancient and hungry and mad. It laid siege to the Citadel from within, laying waste to the once-proud empire and decimating its population within a day.
The survivors turned now to the ancestral lands, once a flourishing ocean that had long dried out into a bleached-white desert. The great exodus from the Citadel to the desert claimed the lives of the weak, leaving only the warriors to rebuild what was lost.
The survivors settled in the ruins of a once-great empire, a place that was lost and forgotten like them. They called it Ra-Harenae, the city of sand. They never thought that whatever had taken the Citadel would follow them there.

Salvum, rex nihilo
Hail to the king of nothing
Kings slumber beneath the ocean. White stone mausoleums and crystal salt, tarnished silver crowns and lost empires, pristine against the dark sand. A sunken graveyard of weathered monuments to nameless phantoms.
The whales remember. They mourn their lost monarchs; they sing their dirges, though the sound is lost in the abyss. Hail, faceless ones; hail, broken ones.
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And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken despacito
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Locations

Ra-Harenae
-the remains of some ancient city in the middle of the desert, built from strange white stone around a massive oasis
-later became repopulated by most of the survivors of Clan Coelestis after the siege of the Citadel
-ruled by several noble houses in constant competition

The Citadel
-once the seat of a great empire and the former home of Clan Coelestis, a gleaming palace of marble and silver and mother-of-pearl rising out of the sea Kyropeion.
-population was completely decimated after some unknown evil was freed within the Citadel walls
-Most of the Citadel is actually underwater and only accessible via certain portals scattered throughout the palace
-at the peak of its power, Clan Coelestis built a massive mobile fortress possessing vague sentience assigned to guard the Citadel. It had the appearance of a whale carved of interlocking stone plates. Inexplainably, it went silent when the Citadel went under attack, and has been dormant ever since, swimming circles around the Citadel and attacking anyone who tries to approach the Citadel by water

The White Wastelands
-the desert in which Ra-Harenae was built. Dotted with old ruins, mostly temples and tombs, which are guarded by traps, monsters, and much worse. It’s very dangerous to traverse across the White Wastelands alone, for reasons that are better left unspoken

Kyropeion
-the ocean in which the Citadel was built. The seafloor is mostly featureless but is littered with the carcasses of great leviathans that perished in the siege
-the sand is white and the water is shallow except for the seafloor surrounding the Citadel, which has sand as black as the night sky and water so deep and tainted that no sunlight can reach the floor and nothing can live there
-but besides the area around the Citadel, it’s pretty pristine and not very dangerous

Seasong Village
-small seaside village on the shore of Kyropeion which was raised about 10 years after the siege of the Citadel. Majority of its population consists of the few survivors of the Citadel siege who did not move to the desert, and their descendants
-relatively peaceful and unaffected by events in Ra-Harenae
Locations

Ra-Harenae
-the remains of some ancient city in the middle of the desert, built from strange white stone around a massive oasis
-later became repopulated by most of the survivors of Clan Coelestis after the siege of the Citadel
-ruled by several noble houses in constant competition

The Citadel
-once the seat of a great empire and the former home of Clan Coelestis, a gleaming palace of marble and silver and mother-of-pearl rising out of the sea Kyropeion.
-population was completely decimated after some unknown evil was freed within the Citadel walls
-Most of the Citadel is actually underwater and only accessible via certain portals scattered throughout the palace
-at the peak of its power, Clan Coelestis built a massive mobile fortress possessing vague sentience assigned to guard the Citadel. It had the appearance of a whale carved of interlocking stone plates. Inexplainably, it went silent when the Citadel went under attack, and has been dormant ever since, swimming circles around the Citadel and attacking anyone who tries to approach the Citadel by water

The White Wastelands
-the desert in which Ra-Harenae was built. Dotted with old ruins, mostly temples and tombs, which are guarded by traps, monsters, and much worse. It’s very dangerous to traverse across the White Wastelands alone, for reasons that are better left unspoken

Kyropeion
-the ocean in which the Citadel was built. The seafloor is mostly featureless but is littered with the carcasses of great leviathans that perished in the siege
-the sand is white and the water is shallow except for the seafloor surrounding the Citadel, which has sand as black as the night sky and water so deep and tainted that no sunlight can reach the floor and nothing can live there
-but besides the area around the Citadel, it’s pretty pristine and not very dangerous

Seasong Village
-small seaside village on the shore of Kyropeion which was raised about 10 years after the siege of the Citadel. Majority of its population consists of the few survivors of the Citadel siege who did not move to the desert, and their descendants
-relatively peaceful and unaffected by events in Ra-Harenae
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And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken despacito
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Archive: Nereith

There’s a massive white whale that swims wide, slow circles around the Citadel. In the past they called it Nereith, the protector, but that was long ago, and even the greatest knights can fall victim to corruption.
The dragons of Seasong Village know Nereith only as a white shadow on the horizon, a devastating sentry that mercilessly slays any living thing that approaches the Citadel. But the ghosts that haunt the ruins knew something else, something holy and revered and sacred.
They say that Nereith was a massive mobile fortress, imbued with dim sentience and built at the peak of Clan Coelestis’ reign. They say that it was living proof of the Tidelord’s favor, and that it turned on its creators during the siege. There are hundreds of restless ghosts haunting the underwater portion of the Citadel, slain by Nereith many years ago. Their bones have long since been crushed into dust and mixed with the sand.
Nowadays, Nereith has taken to circling around the Citadel, just on the edge of where the water begins to turn black.
Archive: Nereith

There’s a massive white whale that swims wide, slow circles around the Citadel. In the past they called it Nereith, the protector, but that was long ago, and even the greatest knights can fall victim to corruption.
The dragons of Seasong Village know Nereith only as a white shadow on the horizon, a devastating sentry that mercilessly slays any living thing that approaches the Citadel. But the ghosts that haunt the ruins knew something else, something holy and revered and sacred.
They say that Nereith was a massive mobile fortress, imbued with dim sentience and built at the peak of Clan Coelestis’ reign. They say that it was living proof of the Tidelord’s favor, and that it turned on its creators during the siege. There are hundreds of restless ghosts haunting the underwater portion of the Citadel, slain by Nereith many years ago. Their bones have long since been crushed into dust and mixed with the sand.
Nowadays, Nereith has taken to circling around the Citadel, just on the edge of where the water begins to turn black.
332tagk.png
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken despacito
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And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken despacito
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332tagk.png
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken despacito
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332tagk.png
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken despacito
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