章節 76: The Silver Flame, Silven Sword

Just west of the empire, where jagged peak stab the skies.

With winter bloeing in the snowed peaks were harshoy cold, yet quiet.

Until..

Grumble!*

Crack!

The highest peak trembled, the snow and ice cracked, a deep grumble spreading out in all directions!

Misty debris of snow thrummed out, a tsunami of avalanching snow crashing down the steep mountain side.

In its place the dirt and rock of the peak parted twisting bone rising out as ancient walls burst out, silver flamed torches and a statue of a ghostly lich following. The temple of the Silven flame, a muthical legend only heard in old scrolls. The place where weapons, armor and golems are built!

Silver flames burst out, melting the snow left behind. Until a path way carved itself down the mountain. Statues of demi gods, knights, even the strongest warriors tens of thousands of years ago.