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I am the Emperor of a kingdom which was left to the sands of time, following the armageddon of the first human race. My kingdom has come to power, built to rival the ancient civilizations of old. Though I know my faults, and I know the power my empire would have should I fail my people, more so the power it would lose.

I have entrusted a share of my power to the people, to the four guilds which have stood in times since the first patriarch took his as head of the kingdoms. With them I hope to keep a firm balance between what my subjects want and what they need.

These four guilds are those of the Al' Kraeth Assassins guild, the Mage Guardians, the Nighthunters, and the Bards of Old. They, as well as my generals and I represent the spark of hope after the void left from the old.

Now I leave these withered halls of my ancestral home to the sands of time, to take my crown, and purge the new world we've crafted of the hate and genocide the last races of men left us, to carve our way forward, to my home, the Broken Kingdom.

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Musings of an Emperor on his Kingdom.

Writings to describe major events in my kingdom, as well as the people within.


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