"The Continent's races and monsters were separated until the Conjunction brought them together. They've been destroying each other ever since."
Even now—things are always shifting. Perhaps more so as of late. He left behind Nilfgaard and their ambitions of war, but he's little doubt it's continued on. The truth is, he doesn't know what world awaits him even if the door were to open again. If the Continent will be ashes, or how many of his brothers lived to see the winter. How many would have paid the price for violence begetting violence.
It doesn't make him feel better, seeing the tides turn the same way here. The Singularity is only a small part of things. There are stirrings in the Free Cities since Eifstide—an anger and fear that's been stoked. So far, discontent is all it is, but. He's been keeping an eye on it.
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Even now—things are always shifting. Perhaps more so as of late. He left behind Nilfgaard and their ambitions of war, but he's little doubt it's continued on. The truth is, he doesn't know what world awaits him even if the door were to open again. If the Continent will be ashes, or how many of his brothers lived to see the winter. How many would have paid the price for violence begetting violence.
It doesn't make him feel better, seeing the tides turn the same way here. The Singularity is only a small part of things. There are stirrings in the Free Cities since Eifstide—an anger and fear that's been stoked. So far, discontent is all it is, but. He's been keeping an eye on it.