Venjanj pointed to the land around them. "Into this place they came, sodalist. It was here they met the Quiet, here that the War of the First Promise was decided. Baellor's army was outnumbered four to one. Wave upon wave of the Quiet descended into the plain. Baellor knew he could not fight a war on many fronts, so he commanded his line to form a great circle, leaving no flank.
"At first, only flesh and steel clashed on the plain. But soon, Velle lifted their hands to the sky and called terrible fire and wind and lightning to smite Baellor's army. They drew the great power of life from the world they sought to own, from the earth upon which their enemies stood. Their drain upon the land was massive, stripping it of life and vitality, color and scent, the very marrow of the world, leaving the land an utter waste."
Let's see... constructed profession title? Check. Capitalized adjective serving in lieu of a regular noun? Check. Besieged, likely noble ruler whose name might be a near carbon copy from another epic fantasy? Check again. Dastardly enemy using some sort of magic to devastate the land? Of course. Does this have the feel like the author squatted over his narrative and took a massive (info)dump? Certainly.
Sure, such impressions might be misleading, but I found myself having little interest in reading the story based on how much it appears to resemble those narratives that I've come to despise. But one's tastes, as well as mileage, will vary, I suppose.