Harland
Eons ago, a proud race stood. Strong and vibrant, many heralded its kingdom as a gem of the known world, drawing those near and far to its wonderous walls. Amidst them, the king and queen were just and fair, kind and loving to those who strayed through or stayed in thier home. However, legends of this kingdom grew dark, as one day a horrible darkness plagued the land. While interpretation has lost it to time, the kingdom fell into ruin by one being, only being known as the Twilight King.
The king and queen had vanished, replaced with a madman striking down any who opposed him, or seemingly whoever he fancied. In no time at all, the kingdom so beloved by it's residents became a wasteland, nothing more then ruins of a horrible memory.
Time passed, and the legend remained. The Twilight King would wander, as if in search, across the world. Be wary those who encounter, for as quickly as he may run, as quickly as his mood may swing, or so it is said...
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