Tides Of Wrath

Seventy Third Hiqba Following the Revelations of Occulem, Third Mahj

Exclaimed in fury by standard bearers of the lake lizard far and wide

"Harken the decree of the Sultan! Injustice and vast heresy has been committed against our most sacred of souls! Beholden to the cries of fervour by the Ibeshi peoples throughout the world, he has summoned the banners of the marsh to rally together and claim their own absolution. The mad monarch has desecrated and insulted the very spirit of the north, mocking our agony and laughing at it during the recent gathering at Aldu'waltum. Even the might of the south has promised support in favour of this insanity!"

The crier follows his script, spitting on the ground.

"The Sultan himself is however confident that not even the sibling throne of Khrom-Vestria would dare involve themselves in this farce, despite their misguided insistence. He offers a plea to the Tzar and King, abandon this court fool to divine justice or crimson standards will be treated no different to stygian."

Whatever the case considering zealous Ibeshi individuals screaming at the top of their lungs to any that would hear, the closed borders remain at present. Even foreign sailors and commoners abroad might notice that now the anchors thrown outside of Sulhufaa harbour have risen. Sapphire sails batter against the summer storms in their passage to an unknown destination, the torment of these turbaned northerners having been given purpose and a target for their aggression.

One matter stands out, a tune sung among their sailors and captains in furious dance on every deck at sea.

Occulem Would Consume