by BFenix » Fri Nov 18, 2011 7:54 am
King Fenix lies in shame and disgrace, on the cold dusty floor of Ironfall's citadel. The land is quite, still and lonely for it is a one man kingdom now...
Leave...
I... I can't! There are still a few who believe in my kingdom! Who expect something from me! By the Gods, I'm their King!
Your kingdom? You mean a towering mountain, its bowels defiled by a ghost town? Your followers have deserted you, your absence crushed their hope, only aspects of dreams now wander your so called kingdom. Ironfall gathers dust and now belongs to the dark spawns of the night. Its iron rusts, like its essence...
NO! There is still a chance to start again, the Baron would't forsaken me. With his help we can rise again and-
The Baron? He is long gone. He did well by joining the Akademika, such talent shouldn't be wasted...
But... What about the dwarves? Ignetium could-
Dead.
What?
You, Fenix. Your kingdom. Your dreams. All, dead...
There is nothing left for me...
Here? No... nothing... Yet, this world is one of change. You left your kingdom for dead, but its spirit still lives on in you...
For the first time in a long time, I don't know what to do...
Leave...
But where to?
That's up to you to discover...
Will my kingdom come?
If you're strong enough and forever present, it will...
There is only one thing left to do then...
And what is that, king?
I failed my kingdom once, I wont fail it again. Like you said, the fire still burns within me. I fear not my will for it is now true. A new land I shall quest for to call my own. For the memory of Ironfall!
Your path is set, king. My work here, is done. Leave now and live your dream...
Thank you.
Farewell Fenix...
Farewell...
A new age begins...

