mandalus :: the city of fates.

Hello, Mandalus. I am Gerald Corben and this is a breaking news report from the Mandalus News Network.

[ Gerald fixes his glasses. ] We have received reports of Cultist activity through out various parts of the city. The police have confirmed outbreaks of fights as well as bombings in the outer parts of the Venetian, Business and Old Town Districts. Police advise that you stay away from the attacked areas and report immediate suspicious activity to the police.

The government has also placed itself on alert and asks that any Honored Guests that are willing to help fight against the attackers. They say that this is simply a request and that there are no expectations.

[ Suddenly an alarm sound plays through the studio. Corban looks around and begins to talk to the people behind the cameras. The picture goes static for a moment before returning to normal. Except for the fact the image shows another place. The are simple rooms that are decorated simply. Those who may know the C'Meni will find it familiar.

The doors creek open. Footsteps are heard coming up to source of the feed. Then, a semi-familiar face smiles.]



Mandalus. After everything you are still trying to pretend that life goes on. Cities outside of our lovely capital have fallen. Communication with the stars were lost long ago. Yet, here you are clinging to this rock. Our prince has returned and yet you still cling to the idea that your society can still live. You went even so far to bring people from the other realities to help save you.

But we have decided that your time has come to an end. It came a long time ago, but now is time to stop the pulse entirely. We'll start by taking those annoying C'Meni from your hands. Boys! Escort the lovely ladies will you? There's no room for more than one royal leader.

[ Ardon reaches his hand up and tilts the camera back. It falls back and the feed cuts as it presumably shatters. ]