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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 22:09, 1 December 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l5">Line 5:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 5:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search of only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search of only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived, until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, suffer damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in</del>.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived, until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, suffer damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in </ins>the hero-god marched.  </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the young emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending forth messengers proclaiming their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the young emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending forth messengers proclaiming their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 22:09, 1 December 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l5">Line 5:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 5:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search of only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search of only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived, until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">witness </del>damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived, until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">suffer </ins>damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the young emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending forth messengers proclaiming their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the young emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending forth messengers proclaiming their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 16:10, 16 September 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l5">Line 5:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 5:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search of only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search of only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, witness damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">, </ins>until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, witness damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the young emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending forth messengers proclaiming their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the young emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending forth messengers proclaiming their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 16:09, 16 September 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l3">Line 3:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 3:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>{{Quote|</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>{{Quote|</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">for </del>only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">of </ins>only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, witness damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, witness damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 03:20, 16 September 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l7">Line 7:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, witness damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, witness damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the young emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending messengers <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">telling of </del>their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the young emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">forth </ins>messengers <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">proclaiming </ins>their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Today it lies in ruins.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Today it lies in ruins.</div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 03:20, 16 September 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l7">Line 7:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, witness damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, witness damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending messengers telling of their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">young </ins>emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending messengers telling of their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Today it lies in ruins.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Today it lies in ruins.</div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 03:20, 16 September 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l5">Line 5:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 5:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search for only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search for only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">see </del>damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">witness </ins>damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending messengers telling of their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending messengers telling of their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 03:19, 16 September 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l5">Line 5:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 5:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search for only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search for only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry hundreds upon hundreds of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a thousandfold and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">, </del>until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, see damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, see damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending messengers telling of their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending messengers telling of their triumphant return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 20:48, 15 September 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l7">Line 7:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived, until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, see damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived, until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, see damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending messengers telling of their return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Soon the emperor continued his march west, where not long after he met his fate, and the fate of his empire with it. It is much presumed that the minotaurs never returned, their community broken, and yet they did, as less than ten years later the kyrioi were sending messengers telling of their <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">triumphant </ins>return to Fortress Istalonis.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Today it lies in ruins.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Today it lies in ruins.</div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 20:46, 15 September 2024</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l3">Line 3:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 3:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>{{Quote|</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>{{Quote|</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search for only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thousands </del>upon <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thousands </del>of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">hundredfold </del>and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>[[Fortress Istalonis]], in the shadow of the [[Sentinel Peaks]], was the greatest work of the most worthy [[minotaur]] masons, an artistic marvel unrivaled by any, even the most renowned of the southern temples and palaces. A mountain was removed for the space to build it and yet more were demolished in search for only the most perfect of stone - if it was necessary to quarry <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">hundreds </ins>upon <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">hundreds </ins>of tons to find a block of pure white marble large enough for a single brick, then it was done, and done a <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thousandfold </ins>and more. From every direction came the minotaurs, from the great city of [[Stoneshelter]] and the most remote villages past the [[Galevo River|Galevo]], to labor towards this great castle, their combined [[Khalkeus|Khalkean]] efforts summoning forth walls, palaces, and battlements all decorated with reliefs and statuary, and above them all the highest tower from which to survey the brilliant fortress of white. Years and decades and centuries and the fortress was complete. The minotaurs departed and returned home, except for those chosen by the fortress itself, who remained as its protectors.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br/></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived, until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, see damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>For hundreds of years Fortress Istalonis stood strong. Armies besieged it again and again, those of the giants and the [[Ephardia|city-states]] alike, while the minotaurs within continued uninterrupted their long debates on philosophy, theology, and the sciences, enclosed and secure within their armor of marble. And should the stone become scratched, for more was never the case, the masons simply repaired it as new. Every adversary Fortress Istalonis survived, until the arrival of the [[Eurykrates|hero-god conqueror]] and the largest army yet seen, collected from all peoples and all realms and all city-states across Hellea. As he marshaled his legions of siege engines and his war-mages and his flying mounts, the minotaurs of Istalonis faced a choice, as they knew this would be one foe against which their fortifications would struggle. Rather than see their work, their pride, the finest of their people, see damage from which it could not be repaired, they surrendered, and the hero-god marched in.  </div></td></tr> </table>

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