Scattered Notices Traensyr reunites and sets its hungry glare on the city.

The Chosen surge against the city with new ferocity in numbers never witnessed before.

Illithid thralls are everywhere, assuming positions in every tier of power.

And the city has rejected the benevolent protection of the Shadow Death, plotting His death and insulting Him at every possible turn?

The city is going to crumble.

How long do you hope to last on your own, a few hundred pitiful soldiers and half as many mindless metal ones against the legions of the Chosen and the Drow?

Plead to your leaders to make amends with the city's Protector. The wrath of Etorix is the only thing that would turn the enemies who assemble against the city away from their plans of conquest.