Chandea, Year of Severus, 21st, I.R., the 82nd day of Spring, A.R.T.E.R.I.U.S Headquarters, Southern Arterian Border
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"There had been speculations about that mysterious phenomenon that occurred a few nights ago, when the moon turned crimson, and the hidden moon shone its brightest. The nobles and alchemists believed that it could be a natural phenomenon that is yet to be understood." Arterius wrote over his flickering aetherite lamp.
It has been weeks since he was assigned to the Southern Arterian Border, a relatively far place from the Great Dunes but could easily intercept any information or ship any weapons they could create or repair. He and his team of researchers had been working their regular research on weaponry and transportation when the unnatural event occurred.