TALMARC

Talmarc, the welcoming city, everyone was accepted for who and what they were. Tourists and citizens alike loved the peaceful nature and relaxed taverns, shops, and parks. Talmarc had no enemies, it was a neutral city and always had been.

The mayor of Talmarc prided himself on a city that was organised, well kempt and prosperous. Solman had had no opposition in twenty years. The people were prosperous, happy, and content. Children played in the streets and parks, there was no crime, and life was perfect. Talmarc had survived this way due to one thing, it’s army. Trained by the Jarenn, it was legend itself. No one dared to attack this city, and its legacy protected it from such.  And yet, one day the unthinkable happened.