The blacksmith once again looked at the parchment a visitor had just given him.
There was nothing particularly unusual about this order – to decorate armor and a weapon with an emblem... ⚔️ #ShadowEmpires
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The drums had been playing their rhythm of war without letup for over a month now. And every morning, the villagers watched how masses of rocks on the horizon changed shape…
The drums had been playing their rhythm of war without letup for over a month now. And every morning, the villagers watched how masses of rocks on the horizon changed their shape overnight and the giant figures became even bigger and scarier than before, darkening the light of the sun with their pure barbaric beauty.
Darkness established itself in the world of Travian and the ancient legends had woken from their slumber. Even the toughest veterans were gripped by fear at the speed with which the Wonders of the World had arisen from the ashes. People gathered on the main square near the marketplace, spreading rumours that were brought by the merchants: the war for resources would be faster and fiercer than ever. Alliances had meanwhile been forged, secret diplomats had already settled their bargains, and what's more: people who visited far lands brought here the new knowledge of medicine. It seemed that the world had once again fundamentally changed.
For better or for worse?
Only time will tell.