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Eternalfire61
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The White Falls of Stattani pooled at the bottom of the small ravine. Steam rose up from the pool, setting a mist over the village. This village resided in one of the mountains of Stattani, The Silver Peaks. They were called that because of how the light shined off of the snow. Many people considered them to be white, but names were names and they didn't often change. The people of this town were quiet merchants, and fair warriors. These people had been trained to fight for the king, and to be able to defend Stattani from the scum of the mainland. The mainlanders didn't know they life they had, the hard economical time, rumors of an assassination. Sadly, the only thing that was keeping this country together was it's people. Hard working, strong people who have known times of war and peril. Your parents were those kinds of people, and you were raised this place too.
Your family was one of the more fortunate of these people though. They were one of the twenty royal families of Stattani, and your father was one of the mayor's greatest friends. They had fought during the civil war many years ago that threatened to split Stattani into two provinces. Times now are simple, but within simplicity lies great complexity.