The Pagan Lands of the Ancient Mist (Muinaisista kirjoituksista I)
As we heard the news from Timoria Cadaverias attack in the north our people of Caligo antiquans Trembled in fear The headmaster Custodire decides to act and send troops to Timoria phantasma The war for Caligos has begun three hundred thousand men of the ancient tribe against one million soldiers of the blood tribe The fear thats showing in their eyes you can see from a mile away but the sanguisian soldiers are just hungry for blood They are raping the women and killing the children they are just like animals they have no sense of morale, no empathy they are just like psychopaths Sanguisians have a dark history this is not the first time They have robbed and killed many people, they even invented torture three hundred thousand men of the ancient tribe against one million soldiers of the blood tribe The fear thats showing in their eyes you can see from a mile away but the sanguisian soldiers they are just hungry for blood
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 14, 2026
Going through the forest of ancient times the sacred place of spirits and harmony we feel a strange feeling of tranquillity but also that someone is watching mother earth is mad were here without permission she grants us a curse of bad luck there is only one way to get her to forgive a sacrifice has to be made We choose 100 soldiers the weakest among us will die without any hesitation the spears go through their hearts our mother earth grants her approval we continue onwards with quilt washing right over our heads we pray for our fallen soldiers With our forces weakened we march forward with a resolve non existent our spirits are broken and men are in fear we have fallen before the battle if this continues were already dead we might as well kill ourselves we have to do something before this ends were changing the course to Bestia The wolfs of the wild are waiting the shadows of the forest the dangerous assassins of the night and hunters of the day with silent steps we approach the border to Bestia with men being on guard we enter there is no turning back now
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 14, 2026
Bestia the land of hunters we walk through the forest we hear no sound suddenly we hear some screams 300 men lie on the ground were ambushed and helpless 300 more die it seems there is no hope but then Custodire steps forward he makes a truce and a deal Foedus
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With the help of Lupis we enter the territory Timoria, the land of the witches and supernatural beings we come across a lake called Lacus mortuarum a strange light is floating on top of the water We arrive at the center of Timoria the capital of phantasma the houses have turned to ashes and corpses are lying everywhere the ghost of the lake that we saw she whispers to my ear all questions i had have been answered They are all dead
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 14, 2026
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Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 14, 2026
Here we stand on the field the sanguisians on the other side their numbers have since increased but there is something strange going on they've made a pact with the devil they have demons on their side their leader Vastare is seeking immortality We start the attack and rush forward our spirits high and furious one, two, three, four, five thousand men fall to the ground and die to our surprise the demons fly were outclassed and outnumbered blood everywhere and corpses so cold the disaster has begun 200 000 soldiers lie dead on the ground i grab my sword with my last strenght and rush towards Vastare but my attacks are useless our spirits are crushed and the king is dead i grab the white flag we surrender All those precious lifes used for nothing but failure now the war will never end nobody would have guessed that they took the curse giving your soul for soldiers that's insane i try to walk but i see my leg on the ground tho with only one eye the second one was carved some of us turned blind i think someone lost their limbs when i checked on him he said kill me
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 14, 2026
With the failure of the battle and the 25000, soldiers fallen we march back to Caligo we carry our dead comrades but the heaviest things of all are the shame and quilt we have to bare with Timoria in ashes, and our king gone There is no future for us in here it's only a matter of time the sanguisians have invaded Bestia soon they will come for us we have to leave we finally arrive home to only see what's left
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With most of our tribe gone we agree to go exile we head towards the sea of Calegos where our ships are waiting with a melancholy in our eyes we farewell our home a silent hate also rises towards the sanguisians On towards the sea we go On towards the sea we go
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 14, 2026