Anyway, I decided I would share it with you. It isn't much, but it is something that I thought you might find interesting!
A little back story:
There were once a great and mighty people known as Wovlens. Their home, their kingdom was based around a lone mountain where four thrones for four kings always stayed. Never was there just one king, but always four, to justly rule the land of the Wovlens.
The last four kings were the mightiest...and they were also the downfall of their people.
The high king was Wolfspar, a mighty warrior, but easily swayed to thoughts of gloom. The second was Sloan, a great strategist but cold-hearted, selfish, and obsessive. The third was Bowen, a great explorer and swordsman, wise, and strong of heart. The last was Doan, a skilled horseman, kind hearted, humble, and gentle.
The kingdom of the Wovlens came to a downfall when Wolfspar's thoughts grew dark and turned to hopelessness, Sloan refused the words of Dayspring and sought the four thrones for himself, and when Bowen had been tricked into hunting and spilling the blood of a good dragon, which is forbidden by Dayspring at all costs.
So, the kingdom fell to the wrath of a red dragon which scattered the Wovlen peopled and took their mountain for himself. Only two of the four kings escaped and lived: Bowen and Doan.
Bowen, fiercely wounded and soon to die, began to loose hope that the kingdom and his people would ever be reunited, and his heart became heavy and filled with sadness.
In this dark hour came one called Felnost, a prophet of Dayspring, who gave these words to the disheartened Bowen and they have been passed from father to son for many generations. Listen well to them little children, for some day, they will no longer be just mysterious words, but actions that will unite our people once again and lead us to regain our mountain home:
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