The Strifescar
Celestial / Cosmic
52/47/04
What horror as the land shakes and tears, huge tracts of earth erupting into madness and lunacy. The clockwork form beneath the ground becomes perverted and reshaped, immortal yet insane. The Strifescar, the Worldwound, the Engine-Death, many names sound for the monstrosity now burning beneath the ground, but such is a thing for peace. Chaos has come to Amilyn, and in its wake comes the crashing sound of laughter.
With a tear and shriek, The Mountains Glym erupted into eldritch flame, the night sky burned bright by shooting stars and cracks across realities frame. A tear, emerging from the deeps, split through the earth for hundreds of miles, tearing through The Clock with rabid malice and glee. So named The Strifescar, it raches from the heart of The Brazen Empire to the shores of Naggaryn, and from its depths pour the lunatic children of The Harlequin's Court. Without tire do they march, without command do they unleash anarchy; the world is set to war against a foe that has no goal, and survival appears to be the only victory that can be claimed.
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