The lands of the vast continent of Ruannon stretching from the far western shores of the Tronos ocean to spurs of forbidding Iron mountains, behind which, according to legends of the wise, lies the end of the world to where none of the mortals has a way. Hundreds of years the kingdom Tyberia and principality Danholm lived in relative peace, separated by vast expanses of the continent. It happened sometimes that skirmishes took place on the border lands because of patches of desert lands, but lords of both states usually decided the case peacefully, understanding that they will have small benefits from those collisions.
The years were passing by, there was nothing to divide, nothing to quarrel about, nothing to fight for...Until the wise men of Danholm discovered a secret of production of large amounts of magical energy in some special way.
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