Inyigo Cognito was sitting idly in his castle when the news arrived. The Reavers, strong and mighty, had declared war on all who were not of Foret. Cognito laughed at this news, for he knew MANY of the members of Reavers, and he knew that it would take a unified front to combat them.

The weeks went by, and with every rising sun was a new message of the Reavers and their exploits. They were winning, destroying many. But then the battle turned, and the Reavers were on the retreat. Cognito was dismayed when he gained word that their strongest kingdoms were fleeing, that their unified front was breaking. He pledged to help, but he knew his works alone could not do enough.

Then the morning came when he looked to the west and saw a heavy, black smoke rising from the kingdoms of his friends. This was a sad day, and he worried for they would come for him next. But then a blessing! The message he had been waiting for finally arrived! It read,

"The Zombie is pleased to announce that the ONE is ready."

Cognito laughed.

I pity the heathens who think they have won the faith war. You have defeated the Reavers, but they were merely a warm up for what you will soon face. The ONE now stands, and it will stand strong against any who oppose us. We are unified against you, heathen scum, and soon you shall be unified yourselves... in death. Do not cross us. Do not threaten us. Or you will learn the true implications of what a faith war is.

Now. Would anyone like to be first?

-The battle front was grim, having had to sunder at least 4 thousand acres of land to the heathens in their onslaught Moonstrahl was grim-

If this war keeps going like this, I may have to march out of these gates in full force to wreck death and destruction on the heathen peoples of foret.

-A runner approaches-

What news?

It is some developement on the front of foret. It seems that they have something devious planned.

What else is new? If they come up with something that will stop me, get me again, as for now, don't bother me with news of pathetic wretches waiting to be picked off by the main front of an advancing army to big for even foret himself to imagine...

Sitting in his tower Akrindel was ponder about the letter he got this morning, a faithwar.. yet it was just a letter but it was not the first sign he had seen. The clouds rising through the sky in the realms far away was not just the ordinary clouds that had been seen year after year. What this meant was just only one of the problems Akrindel had to struggle with at the moment.

Suddenly the door opened and a soldier stepped in..

- Sir Akrindel, a rider is approaching through the gate with news from the war, shall I show him in?

-Aye, give him food and a warm bath and then take him to my room, at the moment I have some problems to look after.

The soldier saluted him and went out through the door.

A rider Akrindel though for himself, mayhap he can solve this riddle..
He went back to his table took a gulp of his wine and started to look thoroughly into the letter again.