Floodlands: Introduction

I remember...

There was once a time when the floodlands never existed.
When it´s wereabouts were shrouded by the mist of neglect and unknowing.

For those times I fear have come to it´s end.
Slaughter and lament have seared this land, and now only the pyres of our knights lume by the hills.

Our strife, long and terrible. All becouse of forces wich I dare not call upon their titles.
Looking out of my window I can see the charred trees, the sour ground, and the grieving of the forest folk.

As I lie on my bed, waiting for the dissolution of my life, I can only lament it´s former charm, for I do not now if I will see it´s return ever again.

I will call upon my memory, to immortalize our victors, and their strugles agaist our adversary.
Let me tell you of the world of the floodlands, so it´s beauty shall never be forgotten.