A Page of Thorpe's Plans
The time of confluence draws near. The portals are almost done.
They have been placed all around the heights, and shall turn the land red with their glow. It will be glorious, a triumph of engineering and skill, of conquest and battle.
We shall bring forth reinforcements that this land has never seen. At the highest point to the west shall we rise, and our power will flow out across the land in a crimson wave.
Never again will we be lost, for we are united in our purpose.
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