It was as dark as night the wind howled like wolves in the mountains as the celebration started. The festival smelled of mead as the citizens drank and ate away. It was a time of joy as kingdoms united at the annual festival of the crown. The army's of all 7 kingdoms marched upon the great city of Ardon the city of celebration. The common folk danced to the music of the bards while the 6 kings ride in with there army's to the citadel of Ardon. Where king Gerald Northwood lies in his throne room drinking away and watching as the festival of his kingdom goes on. As the many great kings entered the castle of Ardon the celebration of kings began and this is where are story begins.
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Girorea:Dishonor Of The South (sample)
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