The Guns of Lyr is a 4-player PvE scenario that can be played on Advanced and Expert difficulty. It is part of the campaign story The Treasure and the King.
Restore the old defenses of Lyr and make a stand at the king's fortress, keeping back a massive Twilight attack.
| Rogan Kayle was now King of Lyr. His coronation took place in a ruined fortress and was said by many to have felt somewhat rushed. Yet such expediency proved fortuitous for that very day the Twilight attacked with unprecedented force.|
Were they driven by desperation? Did the Twilight hunger to snuff the tiny flicker of hope that now fluttered in men’s hearts? With no magical wonders to aid them, the humans were forced to try and restore Lyr’s ancient mechanical defences. But the Twilight would not to be stopped by rude cannons and simple walls alone.
|— The Aedai Chronicles|
Rogan’s fingers drummed the Midwinter’s old song on the windowsill as he gazed at the remnants of the city. Lyr, his ragged little kingdom stretched out below the old fortress, a stony carpet of buildings. He had come a long way since he walked that mile.
Rogan winced but tried to look as regal as possible as he turned to face the defender.
“Did you check the guns?”
The soldier set down his crossbow with a thud.
“They are old and partially frozen over, but...”
“Send those Kobolds to fix them. Time they return the favour.”
As the defender saluted and clambered out, Rogan turned once more to gaze out through the fortress’s high window. The horizon gleamed with the Twilight’s vile glow and Rogan already heard the sound of fighting echo within the city city walls. He looked up at the clouds. “Well you brought me this far. Don’t fail me now.”
| It had been an epic struggle but The Twilight had been defeated. Though the lands around Lyr had been emptied of the Cursed, the price of victory proved high. What remained of Lyr had been razed, her old defences finally destroyed.|
However, the new king had survived his first day and some rejoiced at that alone. But as he addressed his battle-weary subjects for the first time, all Rogan could offer was the promise of yet another new beginning.
|— The Aedai Chronicles|
Rogan left subjects who had bravely cheered as if they almost believed his promises.
He slumped on the humble wooden chair supposed to be his throne and stared at his boots. Their leather still shone and buckles still gleamed. They were home in a way, certainly more than he.
Rogan caught a glimpse of movement. Shadows, apparitions, that faded as soon as he turned to face them.
“Is that you?” he asked, feeling foolish as the words emerged.
Silence answered him, but the feeling of a presence remained. “I don’t even know who you are... or were.”
His voice echoed off stony walls that only just had begun to take in the fireplace’s warmth.
“Those people out there believe in you, more than in me. You are the light of hope above failure. You are the symbol these people turn to when exhausted and sad and angry. I hope you do not expect us to sacrifice to you or... or build temples or... blazes, I don’t know. All we have left are our dreams.”
“And your dreams are what we need,” said Moon, far above him, in the vastness of the Forge.
|The Guns of Lyr||Available Tier 1 Upgrades
|Available Tier 2 Upgrades
|Available Tier 3 Upgrades (Total: 25)|
|List of Card Upgrades||Scenario not available on standard difficulty.|