As the party in the Pantheon grows through the night with Compass nations arriving from the North West South and East, they fail to hear the retreating sea and rapidly advancing white line in the horizon over the music of their wars.
Slowly, the echoes of an unfamiliar sound grow louder with the incoming waves.
we are the atlantians. fear the flood.
We are the Atlantians. Fear the flood.
WE ARE THE ATLANTIANS. FEAR THE FLOOD.
WE ARE THE ATLANTIANS. FEAR THE FLOOD.
As result of Black Skies’ aggression specifically towards our ally, we have come to the conclusion that they have deemed our NAP void. Thus in defense of our allies and in honor of our MDoAP treaty with Pantheon, Atlantian Council officially declares war on Black Skies.