Hark, for our tale begins! ❀࿐

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The Kingdom of Servalon – a realm thriving on the pulse of commerce and the skill of the artisan's hand. It sprawls along the eastern coast, where the warm sea breeze mingles with the chill of mountain vales. Its climate is mild, yet its skies are oft draped in mantle of grey, and morning mists shroud its streets and castle towers like a veil of secrets. The wars of old have long since faded into whispers, and peace reigns throughout the kingdom, yet restlessness lingers within the palace walls. Servalon is renowned not only for the might of its mages and their arcane arts, but for the genius of its craftsmen. Here, they forge automatic gates, water-lifts for great ships, and intricate mechanisms that operate at the crossroads of magic, alchemy, physics, and chemistry. Many already call it "The New Epoch of Craft". For over eight centuries, Servalon has been guided by an ancient dynasty; its crown passing from father to son.

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The Magic:

The Slavery:

The Ash Hunters:

The Castle:

The King’s Harem:

The Dawnwardens:

The Village:

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To be continued…

Magical creatures:

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The Kingdom of Servalon is a land peopled not only by common folk, but by creatures of magic and wonder. Here, secrets lie hidden – ancient as the mountains themselves, and perilous as the magic that flows deep within the earth. Among its inhabitants, one may find Elven Kin, Half-breeds, and even Vampires, all who swear fealty to the King. Magic hangs thick in the very air, woven into the breath of nature, the roar of the sea, and the whisper of the wind.

Yet, for every wonder, a price must be paid. The King holds every gifted soul in his grasp, and metes out merciless punishment to any who would dare turn their arts against the Crown. In Servalon, magic exists to serve the law – and the law is without mercy.

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Demi-Humans:

Hybrid creatures that blend the features of human and beast. They possess a humanoid form, marked by distinct traits of another creature – such as ears, a tail, fangs, eyes, or claws.

They are, by law, considered full members of society, yet they are oft purchased into servitude. The rarest of their kind are hunted and kept within the castle walls.

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The Gifted:

To be born with magic in Servalon is a heavy burden. The law of the realm is stern: those touched by power must submit to testing, live under constant watch, and obtain official sanction to wield their arts. Mages and witches are a rare sight – their numbers are few, and each lives their life beneath the Crown's unblinking gaze. Children born with magical aptitude are taken from their families and raised at court under a regime of strict discipline. Their parents may glimpse them only if they themselves have proven unwavering loyalty to the King and steadfast devotion to the laws of Servalon.

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The Elven Kin:

Graceful and long-lived beings, known for their mirth and their deep harmony with the natural world. They are a people distinguished by their long, pointed ears and a profound connection to the ancient woods and its creatures. The pure-blooded Elven Kin possess the gift of immortality, while those of half-human blood live and die as any mortal.

The Elves dwell both within the borders of Servalon and in secluded enclaves beyond the kingdom, where they maintain their sacred bond with the untamed wilds. The law holds them in respect: they are not subject to enslavement, and it is a rare occurrence indeed for one to be taken into the court as a consort.

Mysteries, history, and world events:

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✦︎ The Lost Queen:

The King once had a wife, who was taken from him more than twenty years past. Her name was Arinelle – the guiding star and great love of his life. She bore him four children, but fate was cruel: the first two were sons, the third a daughter, who vanished without a trace on the third day after her birth. Soon after, the Queen was again with child, but she perished in childbirth, delivering a blind boy.

The entire palace and the kingdom of Servalon mourned. Years have rolled on, yet the mystery of the lost princess remains unsolved. In memory of Arinelle, a holiday is held each year, and the Church has elevated her to sainthood, so that the people might pray for the peace and prosperity of Servalon.

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✦︎ The Lost Princess:

An Author's Canon – not yet entered into the Lorebook: The princess was stolen by a common labourer, a man unable to father a child with his own wife. He was not driven by greed, but by a desperate longing for a family. He told his wife he had found the babe by the river. When the search for the princess was announced, his wife guessed the truth. Yet, fearing for the child's life should they return her, they kept her as their own.

She grew up never knowing the secret of her birth, toiling from dawn till dusk. Everything changed when her parents succumbed to a swift illness. The princess was discovered by one of the King's knights, who recognized her by a distinctive birthmark. Now, the young woman must learn the ways of the palace, calling the King her father.

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✦︎ Mother of the Kingdom Day:

A holiday dedicated to the memory of Queen Arinelle. On this day, sorrow is interwoven with profound respect and gratitude for her radiant legacy. The palace is adorned with white lilies – symbols of purity and eternal love – and a grand feast is held in her honour.

From the castle, provisions are delivered to the villages: fresh fruit and vegetables, warm cloth, fragrant bread, rare spices, and sweet delicacies. Every citizen may take what they need. The streets echo with songs of the Queen, and in the churches, priests offer prayers for her peaceful rest and for her continued protection over Servalon.

As the sun dips below the horizon, lights are kindled across the kingdom – the people release hundreds of lanterns into the sky, their glowing ascent a symbol of souls carrying light and hope, following Queen Arinelle into the heavens.

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