Prequel to this story
Well, since the King of Towers (a game by Shinezone, "former" Chinese gaming company) stopped making further updates, I have decided to integrate part of its lore and characters from my old blog that's to be unfinished. Will change the storyline to be compatible with the main storyline of PROJECT Ressurection, of course.

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A few years after the events of Aisleen's triumph, and the ascent of Lord Jain Lantafik in the Southern Mercenaries from the previous story...
Inside the Old Wyvern Pub.

- Jain Lantafik: DaHanci, it's time we shall go meet our new victor. I want to relieve our ancient lands and put it to good service.

- Captain DaHanci: It shall be done, my lord. There's one problem though.

- Lantafik: Explain, advisor.

- DaHanci: How are we gonna do? There are only two of us against their large garrison.

- Lantafik: Which is what you'll do, servant. Go contact Sir VanAlotte at once, and tell him to start recruiting anyone stepping into this Pub.

- DaHanci: At once, as you wish.

Meanwhile in the other side of Old Wyvern Pub...

- Sir VanAlotte: Attention heroes - all heroes. Who have talents, please join the cause of the Southern Mercenaries. We will reward all participants with proper training on behalf of our Lord Lantafik.

- Rubin Halfeye: Did you hear it? We are gonna have a new job to do, Korina! Let's do it!

- Chantress Korina: Oh, Rubin... But I am not going to join for now...

- Rubin: Why not? Your aptitude could get you promoted in no time. Why not grasp this opportunity?

- Korina: I need to learn my chanting skills for a year. Can you wait?

- Rubin: Of course, however, you can join the army while learning your chants. Do you agree or not?

- Korina: Yes... I will go with you. It's a pleasure to joining a cause that surely won't go wrong.

Shortly after, many with lofty ideals from the southern region of Azylon attended into the Lord Mansion of Lantafik...

- Lord Lantafik: Alright, my heroes. The western tribes, led by warlord Wolfbane, are trying to threaten our lives and the greater cause by launching an invasion into our lands. All of you, who are here, will take responsibility of leading soldiers of our organization and drive the enemy back. If you are able to defeat Wolfbane and capture him, you will be particularly rewarded with a lot of riches and privileges. Understood?

- Sir VanAlotte: In addition, we'll consider you into the ranks of our inner circle should you display your exceptional performance during the battle. There'll be an audience to the founding lord of Southern Mercenaries himself!

- All heroes: We will follow the words of our Lord! The enemies shall fall before us!

[​3 months passed]

At the Canine Fortress.

- Wolfbane: After many years of preparation, we have enough strength to conquer the Azylon region for our own! We'll capture that so-called infamous "Lord of the Southern Passes" and kill him in the process!

- Tribesman: Why do we have to do this? They have no real conflicts to our interests.

- Wolfbane: Because my father was nearly destroyed in his founder's hands a few years ago, and that damned lord insulted him severely while still being a mere recruit. This time, I will get a deserved revenge about this!

(All tribesmen roar.)