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| Second Eaon = Era of Emergence = Age of Revitalization |

| The Days past and a new month resurrected, the travelers and adventurers of Xeosa had mapped much of the ruined bastions of old, now flooding the collective with information and emerging out of the ruins with ancient and forgotten technologies, devices and trinkets of unknown, the crude fortress beyond the entrance was simple yet enough to keep out invaders from afar. |

| Yet thankfully as she approached they understood she wasn't here for intended purposes, Invited by an elder to take gaze upon their findings of old, to make use and eventually understand their functions the prior dominion has sent requests for those who cared, their request was ignored by many yet taken by great interest by her. |

| Even as she stood before the gates of wood, banners of blue flying above declaring in which such territory was theirs she waited, patently and calmly, as unlike the rest from her dominion she was more reasonable than others. |

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The Beginnings of Revitalization

| The Gates were opened slowly, upon the deforested land around them in which the shining star above them radiated it's warmth and gaze upon them below, ushered within the fortress by those once considered enemies now formed an uneasy pact and as request relinquished all items of war a disgrace and dishonor but one tolerable for now. |

| There as she stood in the gaze of the sun, holding rolled up parchment engraved with the symbol of her own dominion upon it ushered within one of many tents, within there she waited only to be greeted and spoken to as such. |

| "I care not for Pleasantries nor Introductions, I came as requested, I signed your pact of blood now you will honor your agreement, the removal of my weapons from myself is shameful, as my Dominion are prideful unlike yours which cowers behind walls of stone and metal. " |

| The parchment slamed forcefully upon the table standing, rolling out into full view as a gust of wind washed over the both of them, there she stood, A warrior, a Leader known by one name Cezis. |

| her form tall and demanding only interrupted by the gaze of her four, her statue Commanding as by her voice announced proud, covered only partially by cloak and robe strewn across shoulder to shoulder, armor adored her, from chest to waist protected from harm, she awaited a response just able to hold back as of yet. |

| He Sighed, and approached the table, the parchment received and looked over, confirmed to be signed by true signature and style, he bowed and motioned towards the entrance of the ruin and she followed, speaking when below the surface where the gaze of the star gave way to torch and fires |

| " You have arrived a Requested, I have brought you entrance Empress the pact is confirmed and upheld, these ruins are great and vast, containing chambers unknown and even more within, not many of these devices work some are intact to degrees of damage and decay, one of these work, that is of our reason for request. " |

| Beckoned to follow the two would begin their path, passing by adepts and scholars moving relics of old, studying and observing within the chambers alike, only lit by torch, distant sounds of clangs heard as doors were pried open their relics revealed to light, through the twisting turns and sickening repetitiveness of old the two arrived, a singular chamber illuminated not by torch but by light above, mechanisms dotted around them. |

| Unused for nearly an Eaon or more, many adepts filled the rooms going about discussing, investigating, even studying one of them approached and showed them the way further, there a hidden chamber and a device upon next to a wall, a scroll once remained now ruined only showing the outline of islands to large to traverse, with red dots placed upon it, perfect grids and numbers on each. |

| As he ushered her towards she spoke |

| " And you proclaim this to be the birthplace of our union? all I see are remnants of false gods and ruined relics, this was a waste of my time to be present as I do not have times for such tricks Disciple " |

| She turned to leave only stopped when interrupted, to her felt like a spawn's scream yet amplified by connection, felt and distressed she writhed in pain, it stopped when she turned to see him pulling back his hand, simply grinning in return |

| " You see not the power of old, must I demonstrate once more " |

| Once more he would reach, a singular button upon the mechanisms before him, stopped by the Empress who held out her hand in submission, to much the joy of the disciple resented from attempting once more, observing her rise, and the two began talks of discussion away from prying eyes of old |