A remembrance of the days of the great retreat from Katalam.

In the beginning of Atreia, before the Great Sundering, Aion created both the Danuar and the Balaur.

The Danuar were to be all that Aion held dear. They were civilization and magic and peace.

The Balaur were chaos.

Aion in its wisdom gave the Danuar dominion over the Balaur. To aid the Danuar, it granted them the Ide and the lands of Danaria stretching up to Katalam.

Ide allowed for the temples, the fortresses, and the great cities of the Danuar. It also allowed for their crowning achievement--Hyperion. None of Aion's creatures dared challenge us!

None save the Drakan. The Balaur, being jealous of our civilization and favor in Aion's eyes, sought to overthrow us from our seat in Katalam.

The 5th Dragon Lord Tiamat invaded Katalam, laying waste to all in her path. She was insatiable, and we fought for Katalam day after day.

Finally, the Elders decided to sacrifice Katalam to save our home in Danaria. And thus, they commissioned me to build a tremendous Bulwark to stand against the Drakan forces.

When finished, our forces would fall behind the Bulwark to defend what little of our home we could.

And it worked! It was our crowning glory, this great wall to stop the tide of the Balaur. Tiamat's forces raged and worried our front, but we held fast.

And now the Danuar wait. We rebuild. We rally forces and train.

This was no retreat, but a withdrawal. When we are prepared, we will strike back into Katalam and take what is ours by birthright!

And we will have a new weapon -- Hyperion! Infused with Ide, it shall lay the Drakan to waste until only Aion's true inheritors are left standing.

Tiamat will fall, and Katalam will be ours once more!

And yet there is dark talk of this Hyperion. It is said--

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