Editing Royal Erathian Military Command (section)

== Unlikely Alliance {{wll}} ==
The following is a short story that was written by a New World Computing employee and published on the now-defunct fansite "The Nether Gods".
:<div style="font-style: italic;">"Hello my friends! You have no idea how nice it is to see so many familiar faces! But… what are you doing here? Was the [[University of Erathia‏‎|University]] overrun? Oh, this war is simply dreadful, I tell you. [[Erathia]] is falling, and though I shouldn't say this, the Royal Erathian Military Command really has no idea what they're doing. Could you believe that not one of the leaders here at [[Steadwick]] has seen any combat? They're still gathering reports! Not only has [[Erathia]] been [[Dungeons and Devils|attacked from the east]] by the [[Dungeon Overlord]]s and [[Kreegan]] [[Devil]]s, but the formerly neutral leaders of [[Tatalia]] and [[Krewlod]] have [[Spoils of War|decided to expand their borders]] into Western [[Erathia]]! What next... [[Long Live the King|an undead invasion]] from the north?

:Someone please get me a drink. I can't believe what a mess this has turned into. According to [[General Kendal]], a traveler I met several months ago in the town of [[Whitestone]] fits the description of a man seen here in [[Steadwick]], more specifically at the Palace, shortly before [[Nicolas Gryphonheart|King Gryphonheart's]] death. At the time I thought the man was speaking in riddles, but it wasn't until I arrived here that I remembered him speaking of the [[Temple of Baa|religious cult]] he belonged to, and their prophecy of "a nation that would lose its heart" or some such nonsense. Oh, if only I had known... *sniffle* I could have saved the King!

:Ahem! Please forgive me. I really did not learn of the King's death until I was almost to [[Steadwick]]. You see, I was actually in the town of [[Plinth]], just across the [[Bracada]]n border, when the [[Kreegan]] attack came. The attack was swift, and the town fell quickly, but several hundred of us had been able to escape. We tried fleeing to the nearby town of [[Mirham]], but discovered that it was under the control of the [[Dungeon Overlord]]s. The refugees I had joined decided that the only course of action we could take was to head inland, toward the capitol.

:But the road would not be easy. It seemed that no matter what path we chose, we had the [[Devil]]s at our backs and the [[Dungeon Overlord]]s all around. They always seemed to know where we were going, and were often waiting for us when we got there. Scores of people died, and sadly, many more were injured and had to be left behind. The holy men and women who traveled with us could do little more than offer a blessing to those poor, condemned souls.

:As we continued toward [[Steadwick]], and into gradually safer territory, we were joined by refugees from other parts of Southeastern [[Erathia]]. The story was the same each time, yet I grew more frightened each time I heard the story told. The [[Kreegan]]s and [[Dungeon Overlord]]s had attacked along a tremendous front from the edge of [[Bracada]] in the south across the [[Dwarven Mining Range]] near the southeast coast and as far north as the border of [[AvLee]]. The thought of such a broad offensive was staggering, even to me. I believe I saw [[General Kendal]] and several of his aides actually pale as I recounted the stories.

:Anyway, it's good to be back where it's safe, and among friends."
:—[[Xanthor]]</div>

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