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the north
    The coldest region within the continent of Estal. Throughout the whole year the region is covered in a blanket of snow. With it's harsh living conditions the population in the north is known to be the lowest, mainly consisting of small mountain villages.

    Other than it's freezing climate, the north is also known for it's ore mines, as well as it's advancements in technology and science. Many of the continents intellectuals and scholars come and gather in the north.
neutral territories
  • yukon mountains
  • crystal mines
  • more tba.


restricted territories
  • the northern abyss
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provinces
  • boreas
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The Principality of Starnhein

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Palace of the Prince ~ Varius' Private Chamber

Prince Varius is reading a scroll while seat on his favorite chair. He was bored, really. Always bored, especially in this endless cycle of snow outside his palace. He sighs, and then throwing the scroll away as if he doesn't interest in it anymore.
Varius stands from his chair and wanders the room, until he was standing at the palace window, looking down through the view of his land....His land, it's been 12 years he becomes the lord and ruler of this province. It's been quite a while and there's been a serene peace during his entire reign.
But Varius sometimes thought that something's amiss; a quench of uncertainty and uneasiness within his heart. But he cannot put up to it. There's been whispers of betrayal and distrust, it's like a sinister plot trying to get the young Prince in a dangerous conflict. He can't explain why..he looks up at the sky and make a silent prayer to the Father of Darkness; a secret faith that every Strallvania has to hide for a lifetime..as the faith to the Goddess are absolute in Estal.
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A knock at the chamber's door interrupting Varius' thoughts. "Come in" the prince said. Then comes in two person; a tall- broad shouldered man equip with a two handed sword on his back, and a middle-aged man with robes and carrying a staff. Both of them are Acteon and his uncle, Avynil. They bowed in front of the prince. "My lord, a letter came from the Royal Capital", said Avynil, the prince Adviser; handing the letter to the young lord. Acteon, the commander of knights gets to near to the prince. Varius wanders about Acteon being more close and intimate lately, making him both uncomfortable yet excited as well. He's always felt safe and protected within his best friend's arms; but at least he shrugged it off.
Varius reads the later and then chuckles to himself. Avynil tilted his head of his lord's expression, "What is it, my lord?". The prince then glance at his adviser, "the king is holding a banquet, or rather; a large feast so that all nobles and lords, prince and princesses across the whole kingdom must attend to it..." Varius paces around slowly, still looking down at the letter...this is the first time he must go outside from his province and make a journey to the Central Region. he was still scared though. Acteon saw this feeling and closely goes to the young prince "I'll accompany you, my Prince...and protect you with my life" he give a warming smile. The young prince only shakes his head and grins "Oh Acteon, being so faithful and loyal, how can i resist?" he taps his best friends shoulder..
Avynil then finally speaks and bows, "i'll get the convoy ready my lord, and depart whenever your orders..."
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it was the North. She enjoyed the way her red hair burned brightly like flames against all the white, the way the snow felt so chilling against her ivory skin. She fantasized about the way her horse's hooves dug into the deep ground, sinking almost like a boat. On the back of her stallion, she rode around her lands. Her name was Eliora Adlair and she mostly enjoyed the snow as it flicked up from her horse's feet.
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Alexander Prideflare - C Rank Edventurer

Snow compresses beneath his feet as he walked up the beaten path, a road less traveled, his jet black armor in heavy contrast to the white snows that surround him. He walked a path towards a cave, the cold mountain winds blew against his armor, frost formed overtime but it didn't bother him, not in the slightest. He Brought nothing with him, other than his weapon and armor, it's all he needs, he is an adventurer, his name is Alexander Prodeflare.
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*As the mighty adventurer traveled through the harsh, cold environment, it began to snow. Heavy winds began to roar as he entered the dark cave. In front of him laid a pale of animal and human bones. Perhaps this cave belonged to his pray? The mighty snow troll. As he walked deeper into the cave, he found a split, gaving him 2 paths to choose from. One path showed signs of dried blood, while the other showed faint hints of a glowing, purple light.*
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Quest Mission RP : Subjugation of the Northern Barbarians

(Outpost border of Starnhein Province)

(Prince Varius' Military Base, Castle Murond)

(War Room Chamber)

It's been a year since the northern prince started his campaign against the mountain tribes, these tribes had far enough crossing his lands, raiding his villages and enslaved his subjects. But this time not anymore, he wait for this moment; as he began raising his army~ accompany him within his War Room was his adviser (Avynil), his commander of knights (Acteon) and his two other Knight Lords (Syrlan and Maniel). Prince Varius is looking at the map which locate his castle, his army formation and his enemy's forces..then one knight comes in with an alarm, giving Varius and his retainers an attention; "My prince, the Chief-Lord Gdanos has reached to this border 50 miles from here..". The prince however is looking down at the map, ignoring to look up, "How many forces?.." the knight bows, "About 85,000 tribal warriors, my liege.." the northern prince glance at his adviser, "Gdanos has emptied his homeland and rallied all of his 78 chieftains under his banner, impressive..yet, naive..he's falling into our trap.."
The adviser nods and speaks, "Even though we confronted 3 to 1; 85,000 to our 30,000 doesn't mean we are weak, my liege.." Varius stand up straight and walks around the room..he turns back to his adviser, "Do we have needing any reinforcements from the Royal Regiments?..i feel like i don't want them..this is a feudal land..lords strife to expand their lands for hegemony, even the Exilians wants to chop up some lands of their own..'' then the northern prince looks at the window and continues.."i hope the Mercenaries are willing to join our squabbles, their lust for money is unquestionable..."


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on the northern high roads a trade caravan it's on it's way back home, it's stop destination is the Starnhein Province; while traveling along the borders of other provinces, the trade convoy is now on Adl'hem lands, as they keep on they're journey back home. One of the lead trade convoy was Maniel, a Knight Lord and vassal to the Northern Prince, Varius Baralin Strallvania. Maniel spotted a women rides her horse, the knight tilted his head in confusion, "Strange, a women rides alone in this snowy terrain..yet her attire seems regal to me..should i confront her or just continue my journey?.."
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She continued on her horse, not stopping once to gather intellect on the caravan that passed through her lands. Instead, the moment she had noticed it, she had the horse run up faster on the hilltop, his legs bulky as he built of speed. He was bred for this terrain. A specialty bred horse.

The moment she had neared the top, she stopped and looked out upon the caravan. She had a better view from far atop the mountain side but still wondered, who was he?

So she had the black stallion trot down the hill steadily and approach the caravan with caution. "Can I help you?" She spoke loudly, firmly, and just.


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Maniel orders the caravan into halt, and he purposely galloping his horse at the through the hillside where the women rider stood upon the hill. The knight bows slightly in respect, "My name is Maniel Rylvanburg, retainer of Prince Varius Strallvania. We come in peace, we are only a trade convoy and were actually are heading our way to the prince's homeland of Starnhein..may i know your name, my lady?.."
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*As the 2 humans began to speak, a small scouting group watched very closely. All 5 members were well cloaked thanks to each individuals tactical choice in clothing or mana ability. As they watched, one of the members began to feel the urge for combat. His violent nature was natural due to the kind of creature he was and his age. The veteran and leader of the group could feel this sudden urge.*

????: Stay calm, combat well soon come.

????: I just wish to prove my races superiority to the humans.

????: I promise, soon you'll get that chance.

*The smelliest member of the group gave a weak chuckle.*

????: Are all of your people this restless?

????: Only young one's like me. We carry the pride of our Princezna and Generál.

*The remaining members remained silent, lip reading everything Prince and Princess of the land were saying.*

(They are too far away for you hear there conversation. 3 members are wearing top of the line camouflage that blends with the environment and are too far away for anyone to notice. The other 2 are invisable with a mana spell.)
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Alexander Prideflare - C Rank Edventurer

He looked at both paths and drew his blade from his back and rested it on his shoulders. With his breath visible every time he exhaled he walked down the path with dried blood. Each step echoed lightly in the cave and each piece of of his armor clanged against one another as he walked down the path. In a way, he wants the whatever lies by the end of his path to know that he is there.
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"You dress properly, and speak properly, I do not deny your claim." She says, sternly, her eyes riddled with age but her facial features spoke otherwise. "I am Eliora Neva Adlair. You are on my father's-- my providence. May I ask how you had gotten past my border patrol? You did not kill them, did you? It's hard to find good men."

She spoke of a border patrol, of a line that she had set up between Providences to keep those who would harm her lands and her people away. Adl'hem was known to be quite the seclusion, especially up in the North.


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*As the adventurer continued to explore deeper into the cave, the stanch of death was more apparent then it was when he 1st entered the cave, and it only got wrose with every step. This Snow Troll was out of control with the amount of killing it had caused. As the adventurer reach the source of the smell, he could hear a loud roar. Then, huge thumps started. -thumpthumpthump- Each one loader then the last, then, out of the darkness, the snow troll appeared. It was huge, standing 10 feet high and weighing about 600 pounds of muscle, maybe even more.*



*It showed it's teeth to the adventurer before leaping into the ceiling, grabbing one of the rocky spikes. The spike began to break off the ceiling because of the trolls weight. As both the spike and troll fell, it began to spin itself, before throwing it towards the adventurer. As the spike made whistled towards the adventurer, he could see the air around it was getting cut. As the troll was about to land, it lifted it's arm up, ready to smash the ground with it's arms. It was going to cause a rumble in the cave strong enough to cause the rest of the spikes on the ceiling. The troll would be safe from this attack because it got rid of the spike that would've been over him.*
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Alexander Prideflare - C Rank Edventurer

He lowered the sword to his side and caught the spike with his left hand before turning his attention to the troll. With a fluid motion of his arm, he used the spike as a club in a reverse grip, he struck the troll across the face, staggering it momentarily, but enough time to negate it's smashing attack and dropping it mere inches away on his right side. The spike crumbled in his palm after the hit as it whatever rock trickled between his fingers and dropped to the ground beneath him.
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