Arey… Once, a city of splendors and plenty with a joyous, prosperous people. The jewel of the Bladed Coast, it was the center of trade and commerce with the Crowning Isles and all points beyond. Despite that, however, her enemies were many. All along the mainland there were smaller, outlying countries who envied Arey her wealth and success.
Foremost among them were the Trinity Princes who ruled the lands of Elshir to the west. Theirs was a dry, harsh land that couldn’t even support the most meager farming. They looked to the west at the sparkling minarets of Arey, saw the flow of wealth that came from her bountiful seaport, and desired all that they saw. It was through this envy that the three of them began to formulate a plan to dismantle Arey from within, for they knew they did not have the forces to assault the city openly. They dispatched paid agents to spread rumors of rising taxes and the negation of the People’s Militia — a volunteer force of peacekeepers, ruled and run by the populace. It was intended to ripen the city for an outward attack.
As word began to spread of the unrest within Arey the other enemies of the city began to move against it. Soon, the city itself was surrounded by the forces of its neighbors, each of them prepared to launch an attack. The Trinity Princes sat back and watched, waiting for the right time to strike. Yet, all of them underestimated the strength of the Queen of Arey.
A mistake, perhaps, or merely a prolonging of her inevitable downfall. Only time would tell.