In the powerful Thaloria Kingdom, there lived a trash third prince of the Thalorian Royal House, named Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria, who could have grown up to be a Forbidden Mage, with advanced multi-elemental magic skills, and other sorts of magics in order to protect the ordinary mages from the wrath of the Holy Church, yet he deviated from that path, and he ended up becoming the head-ache of his father, the King Alexander Cain Thaloria, and his second brother, Second Prince Theron Valeheart Thaloria, who is second in line to the throne. There was once a time when Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria was serious and dedicated to his studies of magic, and the ways of business, martial arts, finance, weaponry, warfare, and ruling, which he is supposed to know as a Prince of Thaloria. But along the way Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria lost his focus, and got entangled into a life of fucking hot young girls who just turned 18 every single night, booze, and getting involved in one shame

In Blackmoor City, the capital of Blackmoor Province, a grand play in honor of the Holy Church is being enacted, courtesy of the Crown Prince Alaric Valeheart Blackmoor-Thaloria, and the Lady of Blackmoor Province, Lady Leonora Blackmoor. Crown Prince Alaric Valeheart Thaloria and Lady Leonora Blackmoor are seated in the front row of Philippa Hamilton Theater, a private establishment owned by a very wealthy noble-born businesswoman who does business with the Holy Church, a certain woman named Lady Philippa Hamilton, of House Hamilton, the only daughter of Sir Leo Hamilton and Lady Vanessa Hamilton. They are joined by Pope Aurelian Blackmoor of House Blackmoor, Pope of The Holy Church, Most High Holy Mage, and Defender of The Faith. Seated beside the Pope were some cardinals of the Holy Church, dressed in white from head to foot, with crucifix necklaces draped around their necks, and the power of the Holy Mages crackling from the staffs they always carry. “Why, fancy meeting you her

A heavy downpour of rain which erupts late in the afternoon has just ended, and has now slowed down to a medium downpour while the cardinals of the Holy Church, Pope Aurelian Blackmoor, Lady Leonora Blackmoor, Crown Prince Alaric Vaelen Blackmoor-Thaloria, and various nobles, ladies, and knights who are either members of House Blackmoor, sworn to House Blackmoor or allies of House Blackmoor and the Holy Church sat in the cushioned chairs around an expensive, elaborately carved table inside the Conclave Cathedral’s Conference Hall while partaking of a rich and lavish meal of shadowbeast venison stew spiced with chillies, finely ground black pepper, finely ground salt, garlic,tomatoes, and onions. There are also roasted shadowbeast boar basted with honey with a side sauce of spiced, aged vinegar which had large chopped chunks of onion, chillies, lime, and tomatoes floating on the spiced vinegar, a preserved vegetable salad consisting of spiced preserved broccoli and cabbage preserves. Th

True to his word, Prince Theron, the mages who attached themselves to him, Lady Caelora, and his supporters shows up at Lady Philippa’s Theater later in that day to grace a play depicting the Holy Church, The Crown Prince, and House Blackmoor as evil villains that mercilessly persecuted ordinary mages, taught the citizens of Thaloria to pray what he considered senseless useless novenas, and useless religious rites, while withholding the right of every Thalorian citizen to decent education, by calling those who supported education initiatives in the Kingdom as irreverent heretics who have no love for humility, honor, tradition, and obedience to the Holy Church. The Second Prince makes sure the bill is charged into the account of the Crown Prince, The Holy Church, and House Blackmoor, and the Second Prince takes care to rent the entire theater for private purposes until such a time the play ended, and gives Lady Philippa Hamilton trading rights with the province of Caelora, and introdu

After the mages, master blacksmiths, and merchant guild envoys signs the contracts prepared by the third prince, takes their leave of the Third Prince, and leaves Winterkeep to report to their superiors and make preparations for the eventual setting up of merchant guild branches, factories and shops in Frostmark Province, Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria next turns to the remaining knights and dames who entered the Conference Hall, and seats on the chairs below the Stage of the Conference Hall, while Prince Cain remained seated comfortably onstage, with a fresh batch of well organized items and blueprints inside folders and containers placed on the table. “Good sirs and madames, I know you wonder why I called all of you here. Time is of the essence, so I shall get straight to the point. “ “ Tell us, Your Highness. We’re all ears. “ “ As you know perfectly well, Sir Lucas Saville, I killed all the Provincial Secretaries that you all used to take orders from. That means we have a