120 AD -
Austrafar, The Ancient lands of the gods, Once Ruled by a single great nation many eons ago which many scholars today call Gods or angels, is now vastly divided amongst 8 powerful nations, each with their own views and beliefs in mind. These nations live within very different climates in which they have adjusted their selves too. These being the Frozen mountainous lands to the north, The countryside to the south, the volcanic islands, lush green forests, mountains and rainforests to the East, and the barren and dead deserts and extinct Volcanic iron mountains to the west. Austrafar today is a mystery, the true nature in which it formed is unknown, but all of its history is shared through ancient temples and ruins left behind by these ancient "Angels". Such temples leave inscriptions of vast cities, interesting manuscripts of interesting technology and an introduction to mathematics, religion and numbers. Many current empires today fixate their views and beliefs on these ancient beings and devote their lives to the order and religion in which they left behind, but on the other hand, other nations oppose such beliefs, seeing them as nonsense or a false idol laying in the way of their own beliefs, and in the natural way of things, conflict eventually arises, and war spreads across the ancient lands.
War has avenged these lands for thousands of years, many great battles have been fought, and the powerful and mighty have fallen on the battlefield. War in itself has brought great advances in technology and military strategies over the years, but lets not forget the vast loss of life that came with it. Today however, war is history. The ancient lands are at "peace". And have been so for almost 100 years. But in the truth of things.
But "Peace" is nothing but a Dirty word.
And the drums of war...
Are thundering again.
Dust flowed through the veins of the vast desert landscape like an evil twin of the beautiful aurora borealis found from within the alpine peaks of the northern lands of Nalild'o. Nothing but sand covered the landscape like an almighty thick blanket as the only thing to be seen was the ancient temples from the ancient world which only briefly gleamed through the dark overwhelming cloak of dust and despair. The Sands whirred and thundered onward like an almighty storm as the distant sun began to arise in the distance. like an almighty beacon of hope, the sun arose like an angel into the thunderous skies of sand and dust as the land began to illuminate into life and prosperity. Happiness flourished the apparent dead lands and the bright beacon of hope flourished and flew through the skies like a beautiful and elegant butterfly. But then silence came to the once violent land, Nothing could be heard, not even the slight whirring of wind blew elegantly. But then from the silence came an angelic whisper, nothing ever sounded so mighty and beautiful in all of the land, the whisper began to intensify in tone and a beautiful female voice could be heard gleaming from the bright orb in the sky, the sun. "Here Me well" The Voice said with wisdom. "Times of Peril and death approach upon you and the land, You must act or be perished forever damnation ." The voice then said as its tone intensified in severity and might as the bright orb terrifyingly began to darken and the dust and sands began to thunderously attack the landscape once-more. The Sun turned an almighty blood-red as it began to melt upon the sands of the land as black shadows and fear began to intensify, the screams of children filled the air followed by a shadow of black that consumed the land with the silhouette of soldiers also beginning to appear into sight. Their faces filled with rage and their hands filled with steal as the beautiful landscape began to crumble and quake, nothing but death was left on a once mighty land.
Empress Aemilia Sophronia Septimius Jolted from her slumber with an almighty scream, glancing around her in shock before realizing that she was in the safety of her luxurious bedroom of the imperial palace. "By the Goddess" She said with a sigh of relief in her discovery of such a horror being nothing but a dream... But then she thought, perhaps it wasn't a dream. Perhaps a message from the mighty gods in which she and her people worshiped. She passed slightly in thought as she heard heavy thundering footsteps from outside her bedroom walls with the heavy shingling of armor and steel. With rapid succession the Empresses Personal bodyguard, Lord protector Adalwin Pomponius burst into the room with his sword in hand with two other monstrous soldiers known as the reapers standing behind him. He Ran towards her glancing around him frantically before exhaling and sheathing is weapon. "Your Majesty! Are you alright?" he said loudly with a tone of concern in his voice, rushing himself to her side. The empress immediately raised her hand to dismiss the two reaper soldiers as she turned to Adalwin with a somewhat small reassuring smile. "I'm quite alright Adalwin, Just a vision from the Impredi, very troubling i must say, i shall have to address the situation, Also what time is it?" She said in a voice of pride while attempting to glance out the large archway windows covered by luxurious gold trimmed linen cloth. Adalwin Nodded briefly before walking over towards one of the windows and swaying the curtains to the side gently allowing the warm desert sunlight to shine into the bedroom causing him to slightly cover his eyes. "It appears to be Morning My Lady, The sundial within the palace grounds appears to believe this." He said while glancing down at the palace grounds and the monstrous city where the citizens of the city could be seen going about their daily lives within the market. "Ah, excellent, How be my daughter? is she awake?" she asked while slowly beginning to lift her elegant, robe covered body out of bed, whisking the large silk covers to the side which trailed down from the top of the bed frame. "Yes, very much so my Lady, Her highness is within the dining hall for her morning meal." He replied confidently. "Good, i shall be down shortly, you may leave Adalwin, Oh and please let the Servants know that they are needed to help me get ready for the day." The empress said as she walked into her dressing room. "As you wish Your Majesty" Adalwin said before politely gripping his belt and taking his leave from the bedroom.
Several hours passed as the loud city bustled with life, trade caravans entered through the front gates as the sound of marching footsteps thundered through the city as the imperial army marched in training drills within the military quarters of the city as Prince Archelaus Claudius Septimius and High Imperial legate Adelina Sigilind commanded them in several drills. "COME ON YOU SCUM! YOU CALL YOURSELVES IMPERIAL SOLDIERS?" Shouted legate Adelina as she rode alongside the practicing infantry soldiers and The Prince as they were both mounted on their horses. "My Goddes Your highness, these new trainees are going to make us a laughing stock if they ever see battle." Said Adelina as she gripped her hand onto the handle of her sword. "Fear Not Adelina, I will make true warriors out of them yet." Said the prince as he stormed off in front of Legate Adelina and forged himself in against the recruits. "MEN! THE GLORIOUS EMPIRE AND THE EMPRESS REQUIRES YOU TO BE TRUE WARRIORS, NOT MEWLING INFANTS! THE GODS ARE WATCHING, MAKE SURE THEY ARE NOT ASHAMED!!! NOW! ASSUME CORRECT FORMATIONS!" Shouted the prince in an aggressive yet inspiring voice before riding back next to the legate. Almost instantly the soldiers got their act together and performed their military formations and marching drills perfectly, a smile then appeared on the princes face as legate Adelina glanced at him with slight disbelieve. "You make it look to easy your highness" She said with a toned down voice. "Ahah! Adelina, all you need to do is give them some motivation!" The prince said, pressing his hand down hard onto the shoulder blade of Adelina's armor in reassurance.
Meanwhile in the Throne room of the palace, the empress, now dressed appropriately and looking absolutely stunning sat upon her throne with her daughter, Princess Saturnina Romana Septimius and Lord protector of the empress Adalwin Pomponius at her side with several key politicians, priests and diplomats in front of her. "And that you're majesty... Is why you should consider strengthening our borders, if what you say about the vision is true, we should prepare for rough times ahead, I'll have you know that his highness the prince is out doing military drills which is a good start, perhaps we should ready ourselves by also increasing our relations with our bordering neighbors." Said one of the visiting Ad-visors. "Silence!" Said the empress as she rose her hand. "I understand you're recommendations and believe it would be insightful to do so, after-all my word is law, Adalwin message the Legate and my son, get them to send 100,000 troops to hold and defend our internal and external borders, also Send 50,000 Troops to our internal settlements and towns, this will leave 250,000 troops to defend the capital. And for our neighbors, have a messenger send a letter to the King of Oryen, i believe we should have a meeting to arrange possible embargo's that could be an advantage to us both. As for the other nations, have some scouts keep and eye out from or borders." Said the empress as she took a sip of wine and gently patting the hair of her daughter that sat next to her. "Right away You re majesty!" Said Adalwin as he ran off in a flash and exited the throne room. "Now, Leave me!" Shouted the empress as the other inhabitantsBefor raised there hands in salute and shouted. "For The Empress!" Before turning heal and taking their leave.
All that could be seen and heard afterwards, was the rushing of thunderous feet as a mighty army of soldiers marched off into the horizon.