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This is a story about a knight, a border guard, and the mountain lord.
Once upon a time there was a knight that watched over his people (valley tribes) like a Sheppard over his sheep. There was a border guard that made sure that no one passed the border without an official creed. There was an old mountain lord who lived in peace with his 18 tribes (mountain people) for 100 years next to the border. But ever since the lord who ruled the 41 river tribes came through the roaring gulch he has disturbed the peace. On the 1st day of the summer the border guard was watching his portion of the border and occasionally watched the Sheppard’s and there sheep run around. The knight was walking to the town with his squire to see what was happening and eat some of t he butchers famous beef mutton stew with his old school friends. The old mountain lord was listening to the sounds of the market at the corner of the peak with a pear in his hand. They all thought that this was going to be a peaceful day, it was but the next day it wasn’t. It would be the day when the mountain people and the valley tribes would fight together. There always was a peaceful alliance between them but tomorrow would test that alliance.