Chapter 8: So Much For An End...
Idwellon Ternyllwg
September 28, 832- April 27, 840
The last parts of old Wales have fallen under my banner. Cornwall, the ancient seat of Arthur in days gone by, has once again joined with the rest of the lands. Yet disaster has struck closer to home. The scourge of consumption has come, and even were I not the target of a coalition, I would not dare fight another war with the Kingdom in such a weakened state. At least the plague has not come for me yet, thank God. Wait-what's that hissing sound...
September 28, 832- April 27, 840
The last parts of old Wales have fallen under my banner. Cornwall, the ancient seat of Arthur in days gone by, has once again joined with the rest of the lands. Yet disaster has struck closer to home. The scourge of consumption has come, and even were I not the target of a coalition, I would not dare fight another war with the Kingdom in such a weakened state. At least the plague has not come for me yet, thank God. Wait-what's that hissing sound...

