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Albion was a vast land, divided in many different kingdoms that wrestled for power over it all, at its heart rested the kingdom of Camelot a very wealthy land, with hills, mountains, forests, rich both in resources and produce. It's capital city was Camelot city, sat on a raised plateau which gave it an advantage against attacking forces.
Camelot, the kingdom of dreams and hopes, of prowess, knights and fair damsels, or so it should be... but not any more for the harsh winters were known to claim lives and recently none other than the king's wife Queen Eleanor.
The sun was setting in the lands of Albion, shadows were growing larger and darkness was starting to engulf the kingdom of Camelot, almost bringing to an end yet another day filled with misery, woe and despair.
The pest was forcing the realm to turn to darker forces despite the king's firm stance against magic under penalty of death
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