The Battle For Vasperia

The sky over the realm of Vasperia darkened, an unnatural twilight settling over the world as a massive violet rift tore open in the middle of the sky. Thick, heavy snowflakes swirled around the rift, dancing on the icy winds that howled through the land. The air was cold with snow falling in thick, sleek forms. Then, a growling, war-hungry force surged forth from the rift—Xal’dar’s army, an endless flood of twisted creatures, their weapons glowing with violet runes that burned with a sinister glow.

Standing ready, were the armies of all the kingdoms of the realm of Vasperia—proud warriors prepared for war. Each warrior stood in heavy segmented metal armor, crafted for both protection and agility. Dark leather tunics clung beneath their steel plating, secured by thick belts, while tattered cloaks billowed in the icy winds sweeping across the battlefield.