Getting Ready to Embark #2
⠀⠀⠀⠀The ship glided ashore, its hull scraping against the sands of Darkwoods. Aglovan disembarked, his gaze sweeping over the twisted landscape that was once his home. The thick, gnarled trees whispered of the evil that had taken root here. Darkwoods had fallen to the Undead, and if they were to reach Rifthain in time, they had to move quickly.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Gathering his soldiers, Aglovan issued swift orders. They would take the nearby villages and explore the ruins to establish a foothold before pressing onward. The Undead were marching toward Rifthain, and every moment of delay could seal the city's fate.
⠀⠀⠀⠀With his troops at the ready, Aglovan led a small force into the first ruin. Inside, skeletal warriors awaited them, but the fight was swift. As their bones shattered to the ground, Aglovan pressed onward, his resolve unshaken.
⠀⠀⠀⠀By dusk, one village had been reclaimed, and the ruins had yielded valuable supplies. The army was making progress, but Aglovan knew the real battle lay ahead. The path to Rifthain had only just begun, and there was no room for failure.
"We move at dawn," Aglovan declared. "The Rifthain will be ours, or we will die trying."
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