Introduction:
In a far off contenent exsists a group of five nations, each with it's own place in the economy, and each with it's own strengths and weaknesses. In the Center of the Continent are the great mountains, ruled by the dwarven nation of Glorinmount. To the East is the Human nation of Safen. To the West are the Elven forests of Denglade. To the North are the Orclands of Shifrom Heights. Finally, to the South is the smallest of the nations. A nation of Fishermen and farmers called Pacidale.
Pacidale has long been considered the bread basket of the continent, growing enough food for everyone. They trade their food for the goods they need. From the Dwarves, they gain Swords and spears for their soldiers, and from the elves, arrows and medicine. From the Humans to the east they trade for money used to pay their troops. For centuries a ballance has been held between these nations, and even war between some would never include Pacidale.
However, in the year 1793 PF(Post Foundation. The foundation is when the first humans arrived on the continent), dark times arose. The 3 nations which had been trading with Pacidale for so many years grew greedy. Their rulers got together and signed a treaty which allied them together to conquer pacidale and then split it 3 ways between them.
Without their trade, Pacidale was suddenly without new weapons to hire soldiers, however, they knew they must do something. They had m uch money laying away, and sent out a proclimation. Any man 15 or above was encouraged to join the war, but would be recquired to supply their own weapons, and would have to trust in what they already knew of fighting. In exchange, such recruits would be paid double wages. Recruits poured in from all over the nation, most wielding farm equipment or knives, and almost all clueless about fighting.
This is the story of one such soldier. 15 years old, with fire in his heart. Will he survive? Time and Fate shall decide...
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