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A Deafening End. A Thunderous Start.

The Tri-part war that has been raging across the continent of Vileia for the last 10 years is drawing to it's conclusion. All of the smaller interior countries have either already fallen to the sweeping grasp of the Colfean empire or have sided with either the Grinland or Iztachtalan depending on religious affiliations. The only remaining nation, Vakious has been reduced down to their once mighty capital Bhadlurad. Though not the strongest militarily it has always been a major shipping and commerce hub as well as being loose on moral values and lax on maintaining magical enforcement. 

Unwilling to side with any other empire Vakious has remained independant right up until they are surrounded on three sides by the encroaching armies. As the sun fades and the curtain called for Bhadlurad one last grand event happened the night before Colfeans invasion. A giant shimmering purple dome emerged over the city, wrought from a magic unknown to any wizard that viewed it. The dome was impregnable to attacks and rebounded any aggression back at those that sent it. Foot soldiers and scouts were sent in but never returned. After an hour a great booming voice was heard coming from the dome. 

"BHADLURAD IS INDEPENDANT AND WILL REMAIN SO. OUR RICHES WILL REMAIN WITH US UNTIL THIS DOME FALLS. IF YOU SO WISH FOR THEM OR MERELY AN END TO LIVING UNDER THE HEEL OF A TYRANT OR UNJUST GOD COME TO US AND TAKE YOUR FORTUNE FOR YOURSELF. THE UNAFFILIATED WILL ALWAYS BE WELCOME. WE WILL BE WAITING"

That was 2 years ago, no one has since returned from the domed city.