"There is no Hell that cannot be seen by the public eye.."
— Master Marshal of the Raktine Armed Forces, Hildar Votek
The sea wind..
The scent of the sea wind was mesmerizing to any onlooker that knew of the chaotic twirls of watery tides and cascaded crashes of sea life. It was a majesty most profound.
However, the scent of sea was stained. Stained with the oils of machines that far exceed imagination.
The Atlanteans, and their machinations, have emerged from the very majesty that all have come to know. These fascistic warmongers want nothing more than to take the land of the overworld for themselves and deprive it of all its resources in order to further an agenda that is most alien to all of us on land.
But with the destruction of most coastal settlements, came with it a resistance hellbent on bleeding these waterborne monstrosities dry. This resistance, is known as Lux Æterna. And Lux Æterna is currently holding a briefing within an coastal alcove somewhere along the northern shores of the Whispering Sea.
Inside this coastal alcove is a hodgepodge of everything they've collected so far, some basic firearms and some other weapons and tech that has not, yet, been tinkered since they brought it in. However, that is not the crux of this, what is is the fact that there is only two people at the moment. Two people who are having a furious argument over the proceedings of their "first big move."
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