On the 16th of Phaestian 922 AF the settlement of Tir Murann was threatened by Yggdrasil's corrupted brambles.

It began like all battles do; the pawns made the first move. Cultists, assassins, and bladesworn of the Vigil descended in flashes of crimson lightning, their blades poised for combat and eyes hungry for blood. But Sapience's now-united warriors were prepared, and they were ready. The battle raged.

Sapience's warriors made swift work of the Vigil zealots as they marched through the Vertani settlement in a blaze of swords, claws, and crackling magic. The pawns were slain, but their defeat was only a preview of the danger ahead. Sarava Axor rose from the earth to meet her foes in battle again.

The heavens bled crimson in the clash between Sapience and the Haemomancer. With kris in hand, the sanguine sorceress cut through armies of Greater Dragons as she bathed in blood. Her might was well known, but so too was her strategy. Persevering through death after death, the defenders of Sapience rose to meet the challenge, and Sarava Axor was forced to retreat out of the fray.

With the brambles of Yggdrasil now unguarded, the dragons of Sapience gathered together and opened their maws wide. White-hot flame poured over the fell briars as they tapped into something deep within their flesh, a Fire blazing far beyond Creation. It burned away their scales, melted claws and fangs until nothing was left beside ash and the mortal frames of those who willingly sacrificed their dragonsouls.

Tir Murann was saved.

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Summary: The settlement of Tir Murann was assaulted by the brambles of a corrupted Yggdrasil. Sapience rallied together and defeated Sarava Axor, allowing them to burn away the brambles and save Tir Murann from destruction.

Penned by My hand on the 9th of Glacian, in the year 922 AF.