The war rages at the homestead of "Our Wall"

Another day dawns at the front lines, and so more blood is shed. Today saw a turnover in the blacklight progression: Where they had previously been progressing with uncanny pace, they were today cut to a halt. As the Blacklight builders were forced into their mines by the ferocious Jenn-Kellon cavalry, the blacklight fighter Shweet learned to respect the power of a two-handed sword wielded with skill. The Jenn-Kellon horseman Fsbkun swung at Shweet and nearly severed his leg off in one hit, making the blacklighter limp slowly towards a nearby blacklight hideout. It was only good luck that saved him from the relentless onslaught, as the brave Jenn-Kellon knights slaughtered everything in their path.

A Blacklight builder, Mortal, was also taught to respect the speed of the royal bred horses, as Nosyt, the royal Jenn-Kellon avenger, snuck through the front lines and charged in from behind him. With her dual small mauls, the poor creature barely saw what hit him as he was forced back into Libilas womb.

Our wall was first founded as part of a black-light effort to gain entrance to the whitelight heartlands, and was the front lines between the Whitelight and Blacklight forces. Eventually, the scourge was forced out of the area, and the tunnel was claimed in the name of the true gods, and the area lay dormant as the previous blacklight war-effort fell into hibernation, where it would stay for many years.

Now the blacklighters have returned, and are making a push back to the old front lines. The whitelighters are however digging deep into the mountain ridge, and will not yield for Libila's foul minions, as "Our Wall" is transformed from a collapsing old fort into a modern rampart, capable of resisting even the grandest of assaults.