The Fall of Chevalie (event)
Chevalie is gone.
The kingdom which resisted countless Lich invasions, survived countless civil wars, has been suffocated under an uncanny silence. Before the tide of the Fogeater scourge, even the hardened knights and Anti-Magic Orders for which the realm was famous were swept away. Now all that remains are the horror stories of the ever-smaller trails of refugees.
What ships still brave the journey along the coastline report the hollow shells of once prosperous cities, canals and streets crawling with distorted silhouettes. Solitary castles stand perched on cliff faces, banners fluttering in an unnatural wind. Even the natural world is not safe from the corruption of the Fog, and every treeline seems to beckon passing sailors to enter, and join with whatever twisted creatures can be just-barely seen watching them pass by.
Yet for now, the flood which has drowned Chevalie pours onwards, its cacophony following the every word of fogeater_conqueror.GetFirstName.
Is this how the world ends?