City Officials at World's End

They say the sea remembers everything. Every promise whispered over its skin, every body it swallows when the lights go out. No one can say for certain if that is true. However, on the night the summons came, the water was as black as a bad conscience, and the world leaned a little closer to the edge.
 

The invitations arrived the same way for both races; silently, precisely, and impossible to trace. Sealed letters for the Humans, etched obsidian tablets for the Magmars. Different forms, same words. A call to peace. A summit at the edge of the world. No signature, just a time, a place, and the promise that the war could finally bleed out.

That alone should have set off alarms. In our world, peace never comes without a knife tucked behind its back.

Set sail for World's End and uncover the fate of the lost officials!