Goltor
You watch and wait, observing the wall and the men atop it. Suddenly reality bends, the air atop the wall seems to fold in on itself, and two more people appear atop the wall. A sudden flash of firelight comes across the top of the wall, and you hear a draconic roar a few seconds after.
Ka'uratazun (Who is staying in the Norland)
After a few minutes of arguing, the mighty Earth Dragon tells the scholar what he wants to know, and leaves with several wagons of treasure, going back to her lair. You smell something in the air that is unfamiliar, and does not belong in your lair.
Lakami and Acid-Maw
Work begins on the coastal barrier against the dark influence, and progresses well, but it is a large project, and will take a while. You build a dozen ships, and the Lakami make armour for their allies, including for their tails. The shared expedition of 500 Acid-Maw and 300 Lakami sets out to the east.
Flame
After a brief talk with the dark monster, you launch a mighty breath of fire in all directions, scorching the creatures that surrounded you. The smell of decay and blood replaced with the reek of burnt flesh. The monster of shadows is unaffected by the raging dragonfire however, and laughs.
"Is that truly all you can do, Dragon? I am disappointed in you."
Rage bubbles inside of you, and you unleash a mighty roar that echoes across the landscape.
Nekohlin
The rapid development of housing leaves a bit to be desired in terms of quality, but that is a concern for later. The refugees work well for their keep, expanding your industry quite respectably considering that the only individuals of fighting age are the mothers. Oddly enough, the lined human, Lizzy Kyros has vanished.
Lizzy Kyros
You take the scholar's hand, and feel reality warp around you. You find yourself atop a massive wall, looking towards a massive land of shadows, that is creeping towards you. You feel an undeniable dread watching it. The scholar looks grim as he glares out across this sea of darkness.
"This has been crawling across the land, killing everything it swallows. As far as I know, only one thing ever escaped, a young fire dragon,
and he was at the expanding edge."
Suddenly a massive burst of fire appears from the shadows, unmistakably from a dragon. Men start running to the wall, peering into the approaching darkness. A few seconds later a massive Draconic roar echoes from the shadows.
"Speak of the devil. You ready to save your first person?"
Qassatoughua
A cursory scrying reveals a pair of monsters made of squirming flesh. They emanate an aura of terror and despair, so powerful that even your mindless slaves respond. They are rapidly swimming towards you.
Ertane
Most of the rich flee north, aiming to reach the Nekohlin, holds full of gold and jewels. The refugees work hard to earn their keep, surrendering their ships quickly. You have a minor boost to industry, but the lack of working men, and the need for the women to care for their children hinders it slightly. The darkness Iomeer is fighting becomes visible, as does a Ijzervolk raiding fleet, sailing straight from the darkness, streaming mist, and shining with a massive light. You think it's the ship of the notorious Steelclaw!
Steelclaw, Neriend and The Messenger
You sail quickly, suddenly breaking into the sunlight, mist pouring behind you while the ship lopes over the waves. About ten leagues ahead is the city of Ertane, although you doubt you could successfully raid it, even with the Messenger's help. However, this means that the Todeslande has expanded over a few hundred kilometers- The Todeslande has never expanded before in known history.