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THE WORLD ORDER

The Story of the Neutral Alliance

The vast plains have always been the beating heart of the world. Long before kingdoms drew borders and alliances claimed their lands, merchants, travelers and craftsmen crossed these open fields in search of opportunity. Here, where every road eventually met another, communities began to form around a simple idea: dedicate your life to one craft, master it completely, and share it with the world. Over centuries, those communities grew into seven proud city-states, each preserving its own traditions while remaining united by a shared heritage and an unwavering passion for creation.

Unlike the other alliances, the people of the Neutral Alliance never sought greatness through conquest. Their wealth was earned through patience, craftsmanship and generations of knowledge passed from parent to child. Vineyards flourished into world-renowned wines, humble dairies became legendary cheesemakers, dangerous apiaries produced unrivaled honey and ancient windmills never ceased turning.Every city devoted itself to mastering a single craft. From legendary wines and artisan cheeses to world-renowned garments, honey and flour, each settlement perfected its specialty, knowing that every masterpiece strengthened the alliance as a whole. Together, their economy became so deeply intertwined that prosperity itself depended on their cooperation.

The Neutral Alliance has always looked beyond its own borders. Oakshield wheat strengthens the bread of Millrest, Icefang hides become the garments of Threadmere, Sandrider salt perfects the cheeses of Brieholm, and countless friendships still connect the craftsmen of every alliance. Though the Fray of Factions divided the world and placed those relationships under Aldren’s watchful rule, respect between the peoples never truly disappeared. Trade continues, old friendships endure, and wherever skilled craftsmen meet, the spirit of the old world quietly lives on.

Today, Aldren’s order keeps the plains peaceful, but it is not what defines the Neutral Alliance. Long before soldiers marched its roads, craftsmen built its legacy. Its people are remembered not for the power they wield, but for the lives they have devoted to perfecting their craft. They believe true prosperity is found in creating something worthy of being shared.

“A life devoted to craft is a life well lived.”

THE WORLD ORDER

The Story of the Neutral Alliance

“A life devoted to craft is a life well lived.”

Every Road Leads to Tollborg
At the very heart of the Neutral Alliance stands Tollborg, a city built not upon luxury or rare commodities, but upon honest labor. While the surrounding city states grew wealthy through trade, vineyards and craftsmanship, Tollborg became the backbone of the alliance itself. Its people, known simply as Laborers, built the roads, bridges and infrastructure that connected every corner of the continent. Every merchant, every caravan and every traveler depended on their work, yet their efforts were often taken for granted as others prospered around them.
Everything changed under the rule of King Aldren Tollborg. Watching generations of hardworking laborers receive little recognition for the world they had built, Aldren refused to accept that his people would remain in the shadows. Believing that "A world built by workers should never be ruled by merchants," he introduced tolls to maintain the roads and later united the armies of the Neutral Alliance under a single banner to better protect its trade routes. What began as practical leadership slowly transformed Tollborg into the wealthiest and most powerful city the world had ever seen.
As Tollborg's influence grew, so did Aldren's ambition. Convinced that lasting peace could only exist through order, he launched the conflict now remembered as The Fray of Factions, forcing the Oakshields, Icefangs and Sandriders back into their respective homelands. Rather than conquering the entire continent, Aldren established a new balance, one where every alliance remained within its own borders while trade continued under Tollborg's watchful eye. Peace returned to the world, but at the cost of freedom.
Today, Tollborg serves as both the political and military capital of the Neutral Alliance. Its laborers are respected across the continent, its roads remain the lifelines of global trade, and its people continue to take immense pride in honest work. To some, Aldren is a tyrant who rules through control. To others, he is the king who finally gave dignity to generations of forgotten workers. Regardless of where one's loyalty lies, every traveler eventually learns the same lesson.
“Every road leads to Tollborg.”
The Story of Tollborg
The Sweetest Rewards Lie Beyond Fear
Hidden among endless flower fields on the open plains lies Ambergrove, a city unlike any other in the Neutral Alliance. Surrounded by towering wooden apiaries and vibrant meadows found nowhere else in the world, it is home to the legendary wild bees that produce the finest honey ever known. These bees are as feared as they are treasured, their colonies impossible to tame by ordinary hands. For generations, the master beekeepers of Ambergrove have passed down ancient techniques that allow them to live alongside the creatures others would never dare approach.
The city's prosperity was never built upon honey alone, but upon courage. Every harvest demands absolute trust between beekeeper and hive, where a single moment of hesitation can mean failure. While many see danger in the endless swarms that surround the city, the people of Ambergrove see only opportunity. To them, fear has always been the greatest obstacle standing between ordinary lives and extraordinary rewards.
At the heart of Ambergrove stands Lady Lyra of Ambergrove, an energetic and fearless leader whose optimism is as infectious as her courage. Small in stature but impossible to intimidate, she has earned the respect of her people by facing the same dangers they do every day. Though she openly disagrees with Aldren's decision to divide the world, she cannot help but admire the courage that made such a feat possible. In her eyes, fearlessness should never be used to conquer others, but to build a better world for everyone.
Despite the constant hum of thousands of dangerous bees, Ambergrove is one of the most welcoming places in the Neutral Alliance. Its people live in harmony with nature, celebrating every bloom, every harvest and every hive as a reminder that the greatest gifts are rarely found where life feels safe. For those willing to take the first step beyond their fears, Ambergrove offers something far sweeter than honey.
"The sweetest rewards lie beyond fear."

The Story of Ambergrove
Patience is the finest ingredient.
Nestled among the gentle hills of the Neutral Alliance lies Arborvine, a city where time moves a little slower and nature is treated with the utmost respect. Endless vineyards stretch across the landscape, producing the world's finest grapes through generations of tradition, fertile soil and an unwavering devotion to craftsmanship. Although the grape itself traces its origins to the river valleys of the Oakshield Alliance, nowhere does it flourish quite like it does in Arborvine.
For the people of Arborvine, greatness cannot be rushed. Every harvest is the reward of years of patience, care and understanding of the land. It is a philosophy that shapes not only their vineyards, but their way of life. While other factions measure success through wealth or influence, Arborvine measures it by the quality of its harvest.
At the heart of the city stands Lady Eliane Arborvine, a humble and graceful leader who believes that nature always rewards those willing to wait. She has little interest in politics or war, choosing instead to devote herself to the vineyards that have made Arborvine famous throughout the world. Even under Tollborg's rule, Eliane remains focused on what truly matters to her: preserving the traditions that have defined her people for centuries.
Every autumn, the vineyards come alive during the Harvest Festival, when merchants, nobles and travelers from every alliance gather to celebrate another season's bounty. For a brief moment, differences are forgotten, and the world shares a table beneath the vines.
Because in Arborvine, the finest things in life have always been worth waiting for.
"Patience is the finest ingredient."

The Story of Arborvine
The Perfect Wheel Is Always the Next One
Among the rolling pastures of the Neutral Alliance lies Brieholm, a humble city where craftsmanship has always mattered more than appearances. While its scent may reach travelers long before its gates come into view, so too does its reputation. Home to the world's finest cheesemakers, Brieholm has spent generations perfecting the art of transforming the richest milk into cheeses sought after across every alliance. Blessed with fertile grazing lands, exceptional dairy herds and centuries of hard-earned expertise, the city has built its legacy one wheel at a time.
Brieholm's success has never been achieved alone. The city's renowned cheeses owe much to the strong relationships it forged beyond its borders. Rich goat's milk from the warm southern lands of the Sandriders and the finest trade salt have long been essential ingredients in many of its most celebrated recipes. While others saw distant neighbors, the people of Brieholm saw trusted partners, believing that great craftsmanship begins with great ingredients.
At the heart of the city stands Lord Cedric of Brieholm, a young master cheesemaker whose relentless pursuit of improvement has earned him admiration throughout the Neutral Alliance. Though warm, generous and deeply devoted to his people, Cedric is never fully satisfied with his own work. Every new recipe, every aging cellar and every carefully crafted wheel becomes another step toward something even greater. The division of the world under Aldren has made acquiring the ingredients he depends on increasingly difficult, a burden Cedric quietly resents, not for himself, but for the craft he has dedicated his life to perfecting.
Despite its humble appearance and unmistakable smell, Brieholm remains one of the most beloved cities in the Neutral Alliance. Its people are known for their strong sense of family, unwavering traditions and welcoming spirit. Travelers may arrive with hesitation, but they rarely leave without a full stomach, a warm smile and a newfound appreciation for the city that taught the world one simple truth.
"The perfect wheel is always the next one."

The Story of Brieholm
A Shared Table is Stronger Than a Divided World
Nestled within the peaceful plains of the Neutral Alliance lies Caskhaven, a city renowned for crafting the finest wines the world has ever known. While the celebrated grapes of Arborvine arrive fresh each day along the roads of Tollborg, it is within Caskhaven's ancient wineries that they are transformed into legendary vintages. Generations of master vintners have perfected their craft, combining centuries of knowledge with an unwavering dedication to quality, creating wines sought after by kings, merchants and travelers alike.
Beneath the city stretches a vast network of stone cellars, lined with countless oak casks containing wines from decades past. Every cask tells a story, preserving not only remarkable vintages but the memories of the people who once gathered to share them. Above ground, grand halls welcome guests from every corner of the continent, where lavish feasts, lively conversations and overflowing tables have long been the heart of Caskhaven's identity. Wealth has never been measured by the gold stored within its walls, but by the friendships forged around them.
At the heart of the city stands Lord Dorian of Caskhaven, a charismatic nobleman whose greatest gift has never been winemaking, but bringing people together. A gifted diplomat and gracious host, Dorian dedicated his life to strengthening the bonds between alliances through hospitality, conversation and celebration. Long before the world was divided, his halls welcomed every banner without prejudice, proving that even the deepest disagreements could soften over an exceptional vintage.
Although the Fray of Factions brought an end to that era of unity, Dorian has never abandoned the hope that one day every alliance will once again gather beneath the same roof. Until then, his tables remain set, his cellars remain full and every new vintage is crafted for the day the world chooses to come together once more.
"A shared table is stronger than a divided world."

The Story of Caskhaven
The Perfect Loaf Is Never Made from One Field Alone
Across the golden plains of the Neutral Alliance stands Millrest, a city where towering windmills have shaped both the landscape and the lives of its people for centuries. Their sails never rest, tirelessly grinding the finest grains into flour that has become famous throughout the world. While Millrest's own fertile fields provide an exceptional harvest, its greatest masterpiece is born through cooperation. The city's legendary flour is carefully blended with the prized wheat of the Oakshield Alliance, while precious salt from the warm southern lands of the Sandriders completes a recipe perfected over generations.
At the heart of every loaf lies a living tradition. Using an ancient sourdough starter passed down through countless generations of bakers, the people of Millrest create bread unlike any other. Every baker in the city carries a piece of that original starter, preserving centuries of knowledge within every loaf that leaves the oven. The comforting aroma of freshly baked bread drifts through the streets from dawn until dusk, welcoming merchants, pilgrims and weary travelers alike. For many, Millrest is more than a trading city. It is the closest thing the world has to home.
Leading the city is Lord Rowan of Millrest, the oldest and most experienced leader of the Neutral Alliance. Having traded with every alliance for most of his life, Rowan understands that the finest creations are rarely the work of a single faction. He once watched a young Aldren grow under the guidance of a father he deeply respected, making the division of the world all the more disappointing to witness. Yet rather than dwell on what was lost, Rowan chose to dedicate himself entirely to his craft, continuing to perfect the bread that has brought comfort to generations.
Though the Fray of Factions made obtaining Oakshield wheat and Sandrider salt far more difficult, the ovens of Millrest have never gone cold. The windmills continue to turn, the bread continues to rise and travelers continue to gather around tables where warm loaves are broken and shared. Because the people of Millrest have always known that…
"The perfect loaf is never made from one field alone."

The Story of Millrest
Your Story Begins Long Before You Speak
On the shores of the great lake that defines the Plains lies Threadmere, a city where elegance has become an art and craftsmanship has grown into a legacy. Its grand tailoring houses and bustling marketplaces are home to the world's most celebrated garments, each carrying a name that has become synonymous with quality and prestige. For generations, nobles, merchants and rulers have traveled to Threadmere not simply to buy clothing, but to wear a symbol of excellence recognized across every alliance.
Threadmere's reputation was woven through centuries of uncompromising craftsmanship. The city's master tailors combine the finest materials from across the continent, including the exceptional hides and furs supplied by the Skinning Lodges of the Icefang Alliance. Every stitch, every seam and every fabric is carefully considered before a garment ever bears the Threadmere name. It is not the clothing alone that makes it valuable, but the trust the name has earned over countless generations.
Leading the city is Lady Leonora of Threadmere, an elegant and remarkably perceptive leader whose eye for detail borders on obsession. Every design, every collection and every public appearance reflects the standards she demands from herself and everyone around her. Proud of the reputation her city has built, Leonora understands that beauty is far more than vanity, it is identity. Though the wars and politics of the world hold little interest to her, she quietly welcomes every influential figure who chooses to wear Threadmere, believing that every new face wearing her creations only strengthens the legacy of her people.
Today, Threadmere remains the uncontested capital of fashion and luxury within the Neutral Alliance. Its markets continue to set the standard for elegance, its workshops never cease their craft and its name has become a symbol recognized throughout the world. In Threadmere, clothing is more than fabric stitched together, it is the first chapter of every person's identity.
"Your story begins long before you speak."

The Story of Threadmere