Asharri Lakefire

The conclusion of battle had always been the same. The weary brave had eventually returned home, eager to rest their bones within the comforts of their own beds, before falling back into a more local routines in wait to larger scaled duty designated by those looked upon as leaders. Whereas the fallen had either been transported back to their homelands to find eternal rest, or by some even graver tragedy, not at all; forever forged into the very bloodied earth in which they had fallen. Some sort of solemn remembrance hosted in its most formal fashion by the locals had always followed suit, followed by warmer, drink filled festivities in celebration to victories had been the usual, unchanging protocol once the dust had finally started to...