The Years have been hard for Álguáika. He had lost two sons to the war and its conclusion left him hollow. So many lives wasted needlessly and yet what do we have to show for it?
He tossed the sword from his left to his right, testing its weight. Solaria has returned and that calls for action. He put the sword back in the sheath and set it aside. He grabbed the documents the scribes had gathered.
The charter of the Southern Mercantile Coalition. A small document one might consider insignificant and yet more significant than any document in the nation's history at this moment.
Álguáika looked at his sword. Its pommel's origin had been lost to time but those in his family knew the truth. It represented where they had come from and the sacrifices made to get to where they are now. The K design on the pommel represented the Kerocus corporation.
Now that the inheritors of Redwind Skunkworks have returned, our destinies are intertwined once more. For good or for ill is yet to be determined.
