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The serene landscapes between the two kingdoms, Cassop and Pullox, were always untouched, and most probably always will be. This location here, the two kingdoms and the collection of woods and streams surrounding it, was just a mere speck in the continent of Hemslo. That was a part of the entire world, Majestika. In this mere speck, there was the Wood Of Yeknom, the orchard of the blessed apples, the Trees of Treachery, and that place that mysterious light always shines from. No one has dared to venture to the home of the glow, since it was so close to the Trees of Treachery. None has ever travelled close to those wretched trees- and make it out alive. But, going on to happier subjects, the most beautiful place, if you had to pick from those four places, would be the Woods Of Yeknom. It was strange, no traveller nor villager ever disturbed its pure beauty, and no materials or foodstuffs were garnered from its endless supply. It wasn’t possible that it housed deadly creatures. It is rumoured that the Spirit Of Lady Coranthas protects her child’s, the god Voltar, birth place. Mostly Cassopians worship Voltar, but Polluxians worship Ergon. As a joke, Cassopians spread a story-only amongst their kingdom- that the birth place of Ergon is in the Trees of Treachery. It amuses them to no end, but the only people who act annoyed are that Bernert and the King. But every single one of the Cassopians respects their god and the woods where he was born. It is rumoured that Ergon lives far underground, as, occasionally, the ground between the Woods Of Yeknom and the Trees of Treachery rumble. Yes, there was, weirdly, a mile of land between the two locations mentioned that was totally empty. That is where the rumblings take place. Most of the large wild predators- there are a few tigers-are not afraid of the shaking while other smaller animals fear death and scurry to the nest where they came from. Cassopians say Ergon is responsible for it, Polluxians say that Voltar is the cause, travellers from Wershire, a small town not far-but not really near either- from the two kingdoms Maybe there is the odd person now and then that swims in it’s lakes or plucks a leaf from a tree, but no one has really ruined it’s eternal allure. Really, there was no use for the woods anymore. It seemed that there was only one use for it now.
To hide the intense resentment between the two kingdoms.