Arthur stood on a low, windswept ridge, his gaze sweeping over the desolate land.
Below him lay the site he had chosen for the first settlement of his Crimson Vale Territory, the ground upon which its future capital would rise.
He had picked the location for its geothermal vent, a faint warmth seeping from the earth that was just enough to keep his people from freezing in their sleep.
The ridge itself served as a natural wall, blunting the
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