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For ages the Ironroot principalities rested under the agies of the dwarven holds and human kingdoms in the region. Back then life was good

The dwarven holds where nested just below the snowline, resting deep in the hard rock of mountains. Here they worked their anvils and forges. Here they made weapons and armour forged with the strength of the burning and earthen elements. The steel forged here was strong and shone bright. Here the dwarves live long lives and trade between human and dwarf was hindering war. Back then life was good.

The humans where nested on the plain. Spread out from a central city they where protected by the glorious armies of the king. Orcs plauged the south and cities where burned. In the end the raiders where slaughtered and entire orc tribes where put to the sword and the rest driven south. Small hamlets and villages sprung up and farmers returned and many great harvests blessed the land. Summers where good and winters where mild. Back then life was good.

Then after 2 human generations a winter came. The night where dark and strange lights where seen over the mountains. The folk where scared. They all agreed the peaceful years where over.

Description
For ages the Ironroot principalities rested under the agies of the dwarven holds and human kingdoms in the region. Back then life was good

The dwarven holds where nested just below the snowline, resting deep in the hard rock of mountains. Here they worked their anvils and forges. Here they made weapons and armour forged with the strength of the burning and earthen elements. The steel forged here was strong and shone bright. Here the dwarves live long lives and trade between human and dwarf was hindering war. Back then life was good.

The humans where nested on the plain. Spread out from a central city they where protected by the glorious armies of the king. Orcs plauged the south and cities where burned. In the end the raiders where slaughtered and entire orc tribes where put to the sword and the rest driven south. Small hamlets and villages sprung up and farmers returned and many great harvests blessed the land. Summers where good and winters where mild. Back then life was good.

Then after 2 human generations a winter came. The night where dark and strange lights where seen over the mountains. The folk where scared. They all agreed the peaceful years where over.