Centuries passed. The world forgot the name of Gallia, but the Knights did not. They rebuilt what they could — small keeps in the wild, sanctuaries for travelers, and shrines where the old hymns could still be sung.

Each outpost became a bastion of faith, order, and refuge. Some Knights took up arms to defend the innocent from marauders. Others became builders, crafting halls and towers in the old style. All served one purpose — to prepare the world for the Return of the Crown.

Though their numbers dwindled, their resolve did not. And now, in this new age, the Knights rise once more from myth into memory, seeking signs of the Divine’s favor. Some claim to have seen visions — a star of fire falling to the east, or a voice in the mist calling them home. The Order stirs, ready to follow that call.