Fendor

17-2-1100

Forces of chaos and evil have been marking the land of Fendor for myriads of years. Where the ancient forces of the universe shaped Fendor, entities of raw magic and might followed. Titans of chaos clashed on the barren ground of Fendor where their collision created life. Forced away from Fendor by their own creations, the world would come to know other realities known as realms or planes of existence.   No one knows exactly how long the first age lasted, and there is broad discussion surrounding the duration of the second one. Now the people of the world can celebrate entering the 12th century of the third age.   Having narrowly escaped the calamity that happened 57 years ago the world can continue flourishing, be that through war or peace. Petrimar being one who has evolved from both.   The mountains of the east cuts the setting sun in half as jagged rays of sun shines upon the spires of Clacton. The great prarie is barely visible behind the forests and marshes. Men and women of honor can be seen leaving on grand gondonian horses, clad in shining armor and packed to the brim they leave for the prarie to fulfill the needs of the kingdom of Gonda.   Having a beast or creature as companion is a must in Gonda, not only does it show the stature of the citizen, but it how people show respect to the royal church of Chauntea. Peasants having cats or lesser dogs, while the noble of his house might own a cheetah or a flying monkey. If you want to have it easier in Clacton, you'd better get or own a pet, lest the townsfolk might shun you for lack of respect.