In one distant universe, many millennia ago, for 700 years now, a shaky peace has been established between Clans of powerful spellcasters. The main enemy was defeated, the dragons died, and only mentions of the demons remained in the annals.
Too drained of blood, after the last battle in which almost everyone died, they were forced to come to an agreement and even choose the Supreme Spellcaster in Order to be able to restore strength and build up their former power.
But the task turned out to be not an easy one and even after seven centuries the Orders could not fully recover. The few conflicts arose only between small Orders and died down on their own. Large Clans preferred to strengthen their positions with the help of intrigues and advantageous marriages.
Everything in the world was going as usual and there were no signs of trouble. Until one day in late autumn, the Head of the Order, famous for its ferocity and indomitable temperament, gathered all the most worthy for his birthday. And the past that seemed long gone decided to remind itself of itself…

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