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  • With the destruction of Shambhala, the ambitions of those who slither in the dark are forever shattered. However, Rhea has suffered grievous injuries in the process.

    Yet certain mysteries remain unsolved, so Claude and the others approach Rhea, who is now confined to her room due to her wounds.

Ereignisse

Vor der Schlacht

  • A military force bearing the Crest of Flames on its banner marches west to Garreg Mach from Shambhala, attacking nearby cities along the way.

    Rhea informs the Alliance that the enemy's general is none other than the ancient Fell King Nemesis. And so the Alliance army prepares for their final battle, hoping to put an end to Fódlan's blood- stained history.

  • Für Fódlan

Kampf - Befreiungskampf um Fódlan

Shambhala ist zerstört, doch dann erhebt sich eine mys- teriöse Armee aus den Ruinen – mit einem Banner, das das Flammenwappen trägt. An der Spitze der Armee steht Nemesis, der Befreier, der seit tausend Jahren als tot galt.

Morgendämmerung
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Du bist bloß ein törichtes Kind.
Für dich vielleicht, weil du zu lange gelebt hast.
Aber das lässt sich ändern!
Ihr erbärmlichen Schwächlinge...
Zu feige, mich ohne diese Meute anzugreifen.
Und doch sind wir stark. Wir überwinden die Mauern, die uns trennen.
Wir reichen uns die Hände in Freundschaft,
auf dass wir einander
die Herzen öffnen können!
So werden wir siegen!
Zukünftige Historiker werden diesen Tag
als Fódlans „neuen Morgen“ bezeichnen.
Da bin ich mir sicher.
Jetzt liegt es an dir, Magister/Magistra.
Was meinen Pfad betrifft...

Nach dem Kampf

  • A rising flame was alight as the flow of time carved a new history for Fódlan.

    The ambitions of the Fell King Nemesis were crushed, averting what could have been the greatest crisis in the history of Fódlan. After five and a half years of war, a new age was set to begin.

    Country, faith, history... All that had once formed the order of the world was wiped clean. The heroes whose very hands saved Fódlan from a dark fate commenced with the building of a new society.

    The leaders of this new, unified Fódlan began their walk down a seemingly endless path—one towards a world that would cherish differences in race and belief, one where all life would be valued equally.

    Those leaders clung to the hope that their path would not end with Fódlan, that it would someday span the seas to Dagda, and beyond the Throat to Almyra...