(( No, this is the biggest necro ever. (Please don't ban me).
The memories! It was a good time being Hitlpoleon about 4 years ago.
This'll probably be my actual last post here. ))
A man walks through the dust at the archaeological site. Half-buried in the ground, he notices an old journal, preserved over centuries by the dry sands. Opening it delicately, he reads "Diary of Akhir Thressmen, Chief Army General of the Malkrantian High Council of MIlitary Leaders". Studying the hardly legible script, he begins to uncover the histories, the stories, of long-forgotten nations.