The border stones marking the ancient boundary between Drakonhold and the Kingdom of Solaria were colossal pillars of weathered granite, carved with the forgotten treaties of the First Age. As King Auren and Queen Lyra rode past the boundary line at the head of the Grand Army, a crisp morning wind rustled their battle standards. Before them stretched the rolling golden hills of the Riverdale valley, dotted with prosperous farming…
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