Vaesel

"Where done here. Theres nothing we can do. The disease is spreading, lifes are lost. We are losing this war. And the followers...." The grown man was looking mildly dissapointed. He looked over the landscape in front of him, and it revealed dead and blood. The iron was flashing, and the dead where walking again. "I know where losing our followers. The goblins have already left, and i know they arent the brightest, but their leader. He is smart. Really smart. He knew this would happen, so he pulled his people out. And we need them.". The woman that answered was dressed in red colors, the colors of Cristai, the blood of angels. It was the god