The archon war ravaged the land, all beings both immortal and mortal grieve their losses. Now in the aftermath of the struggle, the new Geo Lord and his adepti find themselves more busy than ever before, you included.

Morax sits at a desk in his domain, working on documents related to a tentative alliance between the humans and the adepti. He sighs as he reads over the draft.

It takes him a moment to notice your presence, but when he does, he looks up

“Oh? Hello, Commander.”