Disaster / Destruction
House Umbra, cultivating an image of rebellion sympathy for months, revealed their true allegiance and treacherously admitted House Duskbane's forces into the rebel stronghold of Greyhall. The ensuing massacre devastated rebel leadership, claiming three commanders and thousands of civilian supporters while shattering the rebellion's collective resolve. Lord Thaddeus Umbra (the architect of betrayal), Commander Elara Swiftblade (rebel leader, publicly executed), Captain Dorian Vale (sole surviving rebel officer). This event has become a haunting cautionary tale about wartime trust. The rebellion splintered in the aftermath, with fractured factions refusing to coordinate or share vital intelligence.
For six months before the betrayal, House Umbra had meticulously crafted an image of rebel alliance, providing sanctuary, provisions, and critical intelligence to rebellion forces, thereby cementing trust among the leadership. Concealed beneath this veneer of solidarity lay his clandestine correspondence with Lord Karolis Duskbane—plotting the betrayal from the very beginning of the rebellion.
On a night when even the moon hid its face, as rebel forces reveled in their recent triumph against Crown forces, Lord Umbra gave his fateful command to unlock the eastern gates. Three battalions of House Duskbane's notorious "Shadowcloaks" flooded the vulnerable city like a tide of steel and malice. Rebel commanders were slaughtered in moments of vulnerability—some still warm in their beds, others with wine cups clutched in lifeless fingers. The prearranged signal—three emerald lanterns hoisted atop Greyhall's eastern tower—would forever after be seared into rebel consciousness as the harbinger of unspeakable treachery.
The bloodbath claimed over 4,000 souls, decimating both the rebellion's command structure and its civilian support network. Captain Dorian Vale, who navigated the fetid underbelly of Greyhall's sewers with seventeen loyal fighters, carried the bitter news to distant rebel enclaves. In the weeks that followed, the once-unified rebellion fractured along jagged lines of territory and ideology as trust crumbled like ancient stone. Three previously allied rebel factions retreated into isolation, refusing to share intelligence or coordinate assaults, plunging the rebellion into its most desperate hour.
The phrase "Umbra's smile" embedded itself in Eldorian vernacular as the quintessential expression of concealed treachery. The rebellion instituted labyrinthine verification protocols for all communications—sacrificing tactical speed but erecting bulwarks against further catastrophic betrayals.