Pope Aurelian sits down inside his private solar inside Thaloria Royal Castle, reflecting on the events that transpired right before the Great Cataclysm happened, causing the extinction of two great and powerful groups of mages that once loomed large on the history and politics of Planet Rivenfall, namely the Dragonheart Imperium, an empire consisting of dragontamer mages, located on the Cinder Churn, which was once called Dragonheart Bay, and the Scriptorium Mysticum, mostly found in the now extinct Siltherion Kingdom, before branching out to some free cities and eventually into Thaloria Kingdom, where the descendants of the survivors of the Scriptorium Mysticum are said to survive, hidden in plain sight, teaching their ancient, powerful magic to mages until the present day in quiet defiance of the Holy Church. On Pope Aurelian’s desk sits three closed books, entitled “ Great Cataclysm: The Demise Of Two Mage Groups”, “Dragonheart Imperium: A History” and “ Scriptorium Mysticum: A H

House Caelora, House Topwell, House Dragonfyre, and the banner lords sworn to House Caelora, House Topwell, and House Dragonfyre relentlessly and mercilessly chase the quickly retreating slave soldiers, slaver lords and horselords out of the Riverlands all the way to the Royal Marches, amidst much fierce opposition and fierce fighting by the slaver lords, slave soldiers, and the horselords. The situation is quickly and rapidly reversed, as the slave soldiers, slaver lords, and horselords who initially enter the Riverlands as attackers and invaders suddenly become the retreating defenders overnight, in just a span of one day, forced to relinquish their stranglehold on the Riverlands and retreat back to the safety of the Royal Marches. The fleets of House Topwell, and banner Houses sworn to House Topwell chase and sink many wooden frigates belonging to the Maritime Compact, the slaver lords and the horselords all the way downriver to the Royal Marches. Upon reaching the throat of th

Second Prince Theron meets with Third Prince Cain in an expensive restaurant in Solara Province, known for their spicy, oversized dishes spiced with chilli peppers, fine black pepper, ginger, cloves, onions, and cooked snake venom named Spicy Gobbles Restaurant. “ Fancy meeting you, here, Prince Cain. To tell you the truth, I at first expect to meet you high atop your private office at the Frostmark Governance Tower, in a formal setting. “Second Prince Theron Valeheart Thaloria, Lord Protector of Caelora Province, Warden of the Vale of Caelora, quips with dry amusement whilst looking at his brother, Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria, the de facto Lord Protector of the North, and Warden of Frostmark Province. “ I grow tired of being formal, Prince Theron. All that paperwork is very tedious. And why must I soil my hands, and tire myself out with unnecessary effort, when I can let the clerks and Province Secretaries drive themselves mad signing those papers themselves? “Third Pr

“ Everyone, get set to work. Some valuable cargo are sitting there in the ports of the Lambert Corsairs. “Captain Adam Hook says to the rest of the modernized Shadowvale and Starhaven fleet as they raid a port owned by a corsair fleet 5 times their numbers, laden with crates of rare, precious spices whose value is similar, or even perhaps more than gold, silver, ruby, sapphires, iron, and dragon eggs. The corsair fleet, consisting of fast, magically modified galleons that have both speed and great storage capacity, is anchored off the many isles of the Corsair Isles, with the crew most likely drunk, or deep in slumber. “ Corsairs will always be corsairs. Well most of them are. Their crews lack discipline, are always half-drunk, and stumble about their tasks with sleepy, half-lidded eyes like whores who have are just finishing a hard fuck. “Captain Adam Hook laughs and mocks loudly to his walkie talkie, for half the combined fleet to hear. “ As you say, Captain Adam Hook. I belie

“ Let us launch the attack, ladies and gentlemen. Renaud Isles, Vesperia Isles, ports and isles of House Coil, House Astor ports, and Astor City are ripe for the taking. Everyone, do your best for the prestige of The Silver Talons! “The captain-general of the famed sellsword company named The Silver Talons, a certain exiled nobleman in his early 30s known only as The Sellsword Prince says, as the vast and swift, piratical fleet of The Golden Corsairs, composed of swift wooden frigates with iron hulls, and equipped with rapid fire, rapid reload ballistaes and rapid fire, rapid reload trebuchets that fire bolts and boulders imbued with fire runes, sail towards the isles and ports controlled by House Caelora in the dead of the night, in an effort to catch House Caelora, and Second Prince Theron unawares in a sudden, unannounced sneak attack. The sigil of the The Golden Corsairs, which is a golden ship with a golden skull right next to the ship on a field of blue, fly like proud banner