Laticia

The winds are changing across the lands of Laticia. The world was shaken by the rebellion against King Feral, led by his bastard son Fospher. Victorious, Fospher ascended the throne. In the wake of the power shift comes turmoil after dignitaries of several nations are kidnapped or found murdered. Tensions boil over who to blame and the armistice between Haephia and Svarogh is rescinded. Throwing both back into a centuries old turf war. Allies rush to their aid as man power and resources are strained building war machines and arming hordes of drafted conscripts. Now creature's once nothing but nuisance are becoming plagues to the Kingdoms and rumors are spreading like a pox across the outskirt posts and villages of strange sights and happenings. But with the war taking priority they are dismissed as old wives tales and children's imaginations running wild.   As the main forces ready themselves, across the globe drafts are sent en-masse to citizens in an attempt to bolster the ranks. "All Haephian citizens of able mind and body, you are hereby summoned to serve in the great crusade against the Kingdom of Svarogh. Report to your nearest outpost and await your escort to IronHollow for assignment. Failure to do so before the next New moon may result in Arrest, Extradition, Exile, and or Execution..."