Allevatore_dicapre

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos.

As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor ,  his three ambitious sons  vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it,  selling their swords to the highest bidder  .

But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch  as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters.

In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath  itself , lacking the strenght to stop them.

In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to  forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires.

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Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king

Two hundred riders, their steeds restless and snorting in the cool air, descended the hill in a wave of dimly glowing embers. The descent was measured at first, the rhythmic clatter of hooves muffled by the damp soil,as after all there was no use into forcing one's horse to go all out since the start.

As they closed the distance, the golden glow of the torches reflected in the eyes of the riders, illuminating faces hardened by past battles for some , with for the others still green there was onlu the presence of the thrill of their first charge, the rustle of their movement blending with the whisper of the wind.

The camp below was oblivious to the storm approaching it. Each light of each torchlight, making the riders looks like embers or stars

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