Ten years ago a city was destroyed. Not far from the bloody scene that unfolded that night...I hid. I was barely a man then. But after that night, my world had changed. I watched as Shadowmire was overrun by walking corpses, skeletons, ghouls and other hellish fiends. They killed without mercy, and behind them all a Lich. Dupre and the others had managed to save a handful, but they had not been able to save the city. And on my knees in the filth of the swamp I made an oath. That one day I would return to this place and make whole, what was broken in me that day... *wakes up, bed soaked in sweat*
That from the ruins of which was once great will rise to be so again. So that future generations could think back and remember the hardships and triumphant accomplishments that are sown into the history of these lands.
And as I stood here this day...ten years after the fall, gazing on what had risen from the ashes of my memories. I felt peace. The rubble had been swept away and merchants set up shop.
The market! Filled with people, livestock, and children just as I remembered from long ago! The progress we had made was stunning! Along with Lord Eddard Vahanian and Sir Rellik our system of feudalism took root, and the people flocked from all corners of Sosaria.
Never had I imagined what would become of my beloved city and of myself. But we must never forget those that have fallen to make the rise of Shadowmire once again possible! Thus some of the ruins still remain and have become apart of us.
And so I Sir Eric Kain, King of Shadowmire, Welcome you to join me here in the safety of my newborn Kingdom.
Long live Shadowmire!
*{Written by Eddard Vahanian in collaboration with Sir Eric Kain}*
