Chapter Text
The bells of Garreg Mach toll. The war has begun.
A daughter kneels in prayer, bound by duty, shackled by fate. She is heir to the faith, scion of the Archbishop, a guiding light meant to remain still.
A father bows his head, called once more to battle. His path is carved in blood and steel.
A choice is made in the dead of night.
Armor donned. A sword taken. A name forsaken.
A lone rider vanishes into the dark.
The monastery sleeps.
And the war awaits.
