The Jarl sat amid the dun smoke of the fire as the the three women rasped out fate; All shall fight and fell each-other, And sisters' sons shall kinship stain; Hard is the world, with great disorder. Axe-time, sword-time, shields are shattered, Wind-age, wolf-age, ere the world falls. Dark grows the sun, and in time yet soon comes mighty storms: would you know yet more? At dawn, they burned their camps, and marched to war. Meta Welcome to 4th anniversary of the CC and the last Calradic Campaign event for Warband, #50! Four years ago, we started this event on someone elses teamspeak channel and a server held together by good will and duct tape. Thanks to the generous volunteering of all our team, past and present, we have been able to run such outstanding events befitting this grand old game. This upcoming Saturday, see everyone join the fray! In the East, Khergits have regicide on their mind (still) - the new Khan is eager to make his name in the blood of ...