decadence
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{ One Kingdom has now become two separate Kingdoms because of an old ancient rivalry. But will these Kingdoms come together and reunite as one, once again? Or will the King and Queen of their respective kingdoms die trying to finish what their ancestors started? }
Many years ago, they say that there was once a tribe that inhabited these lands. They were peaceful people, more or less, who lived as simple hunters and gatherers. But, this method of life could never work for people who craved to advance. Eventually, they settled among the rivers and valleys, building a small, but a suitable town. Their leader was a strong, courageous man, who dubbed himself a king, received by the villagers with not much enthusiasm. From this leader came two strong, young twin boys known as Edward and Henry. The slightly elder of the two, Edward, was the bolder of the two who constantly craved attention and respect from his future subjects. He was brash and acted without thinking, surprisingly winning his father's favor. The younger of the twins, Henry, was much darker than his brother. He possessed a high intellect and was much less daring than his twin. However, he had strong greed that drove him to terrible deeds.
All went well in the village, which was now presided over by a large, grandiose castle. However, this was bound to change. Eventually, the twins found themselves on either side of their father's death bed. With his dying breath, he bequeathed the kingdom to his eldest, Edward, who was also his favorite. Enraged and feeling betrayed, Henry left the kingdom for years, vowing he would never live under the rule of one so incompetent. Again, things seemed to move on merrily in the kingdom, which was growing more prosperous as the days went on.
Years passed and the King was startled to find a vaguely familiar man show up in his court one day, stating he was there to claim what was rightfully his. Upon closer examination, the King realized the intruder was none other than his younger brother, Henry, come to claim what he believed to be his birthright. He stated he had already built himself a new kingdom toward the edge of his brother's land and that his brother should surrender the kingdom to him- or else. Being the stubborn, brash man he was, the King scoffed at this offer and sent his brother away, ignoring his "proposition". Again, another year passed uneventfully, save for the occasional quarrel on the border of Edward and Henry's kingdoms. Then, one morning, the battle began. In what seemed like an instant, Edward's kingdom was brutally attacked by legions of men, all claiming to fight in Henry's name. The unsuspecting kingdom was left weak and its king had a sudden thirst for revenge.
And so, the constant fighting and warfare carried on for many, countless years. The kings decided to name their kingdoms and so, Edward's kingdom became Sliabh and Henry's became Abhainn. Henry's forces were able to advance until both kings had roughly half of the land, but they were met by Edward's forces and stuck at a stand-still. The feuds continued until the former kings, George III of Sliabh and Fredrick VI of Abhainn, finally came to a truce to end the senseless bloodshed. It was said that this truce would finally bring peace between the two and end the fighting that had ravished both countries. The treaty was to be finalized, though Fredrick died suddenly, leaving the kingdom to his only son along with the throne.
Not long after, George also perished and left his kingdom to his heir. The treaty still is pending, however. To add to it, the sister of Sliabh's queen has been offered to Abhainn's king as a bride, hoping that it will unite the kingdoms again by blood. In return, Fredrick had offered the kingdom of Sliabh an eighth of its land, consisting mostly of the forest. Now, it is up to these young heirs to either finalize what their parents were doing, end the conflict, or simply increase the conflict until one kingdom perishes. The fate of the kingdoms is now in the hands of them and their subjects.
Choose wisely.
