[b]Templar Hall:[/b] Eric Hallwinter had been prepared to sacrifice everything for the Throne of his people, of his family. The line of Hallwinter had been unbreakable for generations, and he'd be damned if a rabble of hellspawn threatened the land he lived. Currently, he stood at the head of the table in the Great Hall, overlooking a battle map. "These demons march through Corcolus, with complete disregard to human life. They make no efforts to plunder, and give no inch to pain. They will drive their forces to the death in a tireless struggle into Cardinal lands, and they will attempt to swarm our lands before we can coordinate our forces. That is why we must end this invasion before it begins, smash this ant against a wall of shields and a desert miles long." He points to the North, near Hellas. "This is the point of no return. If they reach this point, they will have access by sea to every single Kingdom, including the Sunderland. That is why we cannot let them move here. I will lead my forces down South, and coordinate Legion forces to push these demons to the Sunderland, where they will be crushed against a barren desert, and insurmountable defenses... Any questions?" (Open)