It took every ounce of martial strength in this fort to defeat the demon war party, and now nothing is left to continue our defence. The Prefect is dead. Her soldiers are dead. The civilians are evacuated. Only a handful of us remain.
Praetor Trindine has ensconced herself within the main vault to perform a ritual of protection, working to hide the praetorium itself in shadow. I suppose she would not have achieved her position without some ability, so fine, I leave her to it.
However, only one course of action remains for me... I have augured a force of Saradominist sympathisers now on approach to our defenceless fort. In preparation for their arrival, I have been slowly pouring energy into the defence pylons. Not to keep this new assault out when it arrives, but to trap it inside. I must make this place so forsaken that no more will dare to set foot inside.
Meanwhile, the handful of praetorians that remain of the Cult of Orcus have been tasked with raising the fallen...
Once the icyene arrive, we shall raise the shield and trap them inside with an overwhelming force of undead - loyalist soldiers, traitorous demons and righteous angels alike. Death shall make allies of us all!
-Pater Lucius Castillius
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