The war is lost.
Rogvald’s forces have destroyed the royal guard. They have killed King Surtova. They have destroyed the seven warring houses of the former nations of Issia and Rostland. The army is in ruins. All trading posts, academies, military camps, and settlements have been overrun by Rogvald’s sorcerers and monstrous servants. The famed red dragons of Choral the Conqueror have been made slaves to Rogvald’s will, and have met every show of force with flame and claw. No one in Golarion will help. No one will come to save Brevoy. It belongs to Rogvald as the night belongs to the dark. These are the whispers that have spread throughout the land. These are the words on the dry lips of every suffering villager.
As the night belongs to the dark.