After the queen destroyed elven civilization and hunted down her own people, the elves, she moved southeast, into the cities in the heart of Kanda where humans had staked their territory. Faced with the might of her army, some cities threw in with her, made deals. But other cities fought. Humans banded together and fought back.
They managed to fend off her army, protecting the free cities in the heart of the realm as well as the mountains where the dwarves lived. The orcs in the Vayyan Empire breathed a sigh of relief that the humans had stopped her advance.
But to withstand her tin army, the humans had to build great walls of stone around their cities. A queen who can overrun a whole realm and force humans to live cooped up like rats in mazes? That's someone who can shape the world to her will.
But that was all centuries ago, of course.
Long before you were even born.
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To you, stories of the queen's conquests are just myths, legends. You grew up in relative safety, just beyond the queen's reach. The adults around you would always say to each other in hushed tones, "She'll never reach us." And then, as if they were trying to convince themselves more than you, "Not here. We're safe here."
You are now a member of the Sequi Imperfecta, a group of seemingly useless youths who will soon pass the Iron Guard's induction tests at the esteemed Academy. Your current state of disuse
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