Cold air whisked in onto the battlefield of late spring. Here standing by each were three great nations led by three great heroes.

The newly established Almarian Holy Kingdom. I place that values life above all else and the foremost authority of medicine and healing. Everyone from the nation was former slaves and refugees of Slamast. They all worship their leader, not as a god but rather as an example they all aspire to be. Known as the Saint of the desert to those who first founded the kingdom alongside her.

The reformed Kingdom of knights, Albion. Built on the idea that those with power must protect those who are weaker. Though Knights of Albion were rarely seen outside the kingdom it is also very rare to enter the kingdom. The leader of this kingdom will inherit the name of the first king, Arthur and takes it on as their own. Those who demonstrate exceptional loyalty, swordsmanship, and temperament are fit to advise the king as one of the twelve Knights of the Round Table.

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Lastly the Harkland Kingdom, where mercenaries come and go as they please. A former mercenary group which gained massive support in the years leading up to the founding of the kingdom. While it does not have a formal military Harkland can muster up a force comparable to the other three kingdoms. Due impart because of the leader of Harkland the Berserk King whom every mercenary holds great respect for. Would come from across the land to fight by his side. These mercenaries hold a code which they all abide by similar to the Knights of Albion oath to protect but quite different.

At this moment history will change. At this moment lives will be lost.