The Conquest of Dreloria
My body was rent and torn;
The head of my once brother fell unto me.
I held it with hands anointed crimson
by the blood of our bowels-the zest of
life=spilling like offering upon alter.
Somewhere mother wails like shifting mountains,
and father’s haunted dirge in empty voice,
“no, no, no.”
And I would answer: gladly my eyes
to darken, but that our nation were
Such is lost, as is my voice in the
gurgles of death.
Ruin and death by Kouros ibn Farad, 2508th cycle of The Mysteries
The Myvolin Empire had lived for centuries in an uneasy truce with the Caliphate of Dreloria. While they had often made war against each other to gain advantage, nothing compared to the concerted effort made by Emperor Adrikavothus who brought together the armies of his northern vassals as well as those of the south. The battle was bloody with Myvolin numbers being matched by the ferocity and fanaticism of the Drelorians in both sword and magic. As was often the case, it was the presence of the dragon Arakhan at the pivotal Battle of Kamyar that ultimately decided the matter.
from, The Sands of History the thesis of Novice Maltram Brigg,4482 kc
Let those who fear Dreloria remember Kamyar.
King Godfry of Cyonia, 394 LE (prior to the utter destruction of his army by the Drelorians at the Battle of the Mirrin Valley)
Ruin and death inspired by Agony, Mark R. Slaughter, 2010