@Daffa: Perhaps I recall what I said, I'll only make mine for now, but I'll still make the map, I just need some hints for shapes
@Everyone: Explain to me your land areas or occupied areas, or rather give me an illustration, so I can make the full map.
Anyway, here's the map for Legranda
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*Now they ride, from the coast towards Bluevale*
Warden: Where is your sister my son? Did I not tell her to come with us?
Wayden: She's doesn't want to, instead, she's out hunting on west of the Blue Forest
Warden: Get her, bandits are more numerous at these times,
Wayden: Yes father, you men, on me,
*Prince Wayden and three of his men rides towards west*
*Somewhere within west of the Blue Forest. Silently, the princess aims her bow towards a deer, slowly pulling the string... and she fired, and it hit the deer, and died*
Faelen: Yes! I got it
*She comes closer to her prize, then came out three bandits, surrounded her, she arms her bow with an arrow. But two of the bandits grab her hands, and she screamed...*
Faelen: Let me go! get your filthy hands of me,
*The bandits takes off her bow and one ready's to cut her throat with an axe*
Bandit #1: Hoo hoo, 'at we have e're, if ain't the princess,
Bandit #2: We'd be pretty rich with this here lassy
Bandit #3: 'ow bout we enjoy ourselves first
Bandit #2: agree, hehe
Faelen: oh no... let me go!
Bandit #1: Hahaha--er--ahhh!!!
*Suddenly, one of the bandits head was taken off*
Bandit #2: gah-aah!
*In fear, the second bandit ran and the third again, ready's to cut the princess throat*
*Running towards a hill, the second bandit was hit by a dagger in the head, and tripped, falling down*
*And the third bandit said...*
Bandit #3: Who da! show yourself! or I'll cut this pretty face's throat!
*Then a man in a hat suddenly came out in front of them, and he replied...*
???: You should treat lady's with respect
Bandit: #3: 'espect my ar*e!
???: Very well,
*For a split second, the mysterious man disappeared, and the princess felt of the bandit not holding her anymore, she looked at the bandit, and shocked, she was*
*The bandit's throat was cut, and the princess got away from the bandit as it fall in the ground, dead*
*The mysterious man reappeared, and the princess, shocked but glad, said to him*
Faelen: ...t-thank you...
???: You should have come with your father, its nearing winter, bandits are more numerous at such days, but, your welcome, my princess
Faelen: Please, tell me your name
???: Oh we'll meet again my princess Faelen, and that time, you'll know me, your brother is just half a kilometer riding towards here, you'd be in no trouble by then, farewell
*In an instant flash of light blue, the man disappeared*
Faelen: Who...
*Her brother the prince Wayden, with three of his men, came out*
Wayden: Sister! we've heard fighting, are you okay?
Faelen: I-I'm fine
Guard #1: Milord, three bandits,
Wayden: Seems you already took care of them,
Faelen: Actually...
*And she told the four of the story, amazed the prince was, they ride back towards their home city, Northelm*
Northelm, the City of Crowned Ice, lies within the foot of the massive and tall Northcrown mountains, being the city on the roof of the world, its structures are covered and made out of ice.
Though cold and misty, the city is stabled and maintained with warmth by magical fires, keeping it from freezing. Its wide walls stretching a mile and a half proves its defensive power, and another wall
stands, as the inner wall, and the keep where the House Castellan live.
For a thousand years, have the Castellan maintained the city, aside from Geneva, which is Legranda's capital, Northelm serves as the House Castellan's capital from the other houses.
*For awhile now, the prince and the princess arrives, and heads to the keep*
*After opening the hallway door, they saw their father, ready to execute an outlaw*
Outlaw: Mercy!
Warden: Did you not show mercy to the creature you shot the harpoon at, and was it mercy to slowly kill it?
Outlaw: *gulp*
Warden: You should still be lucky that this is a quick one
*With a force, the king cuts off the outlaw's head*
Warden: Get this out,
*The king saws his two child, and he speaks to them*
Warden: How's the hunting?
*The two explained what happened, and the king...*
Warden: Send word to every city, town and village of Legranda, find this figure, I would gladly thank him personally
*The king, glad as he was, sits on the thrones, and hears what one of his bannermen has to say*
Lord Odoras of House Verdunt: Your grace, winter is coming, Winteroak still doesn't have enough supplies, and we have more bandit activities in the Verdant and the Blue Forest lately*
Warden: I suppose Geneva can lend some of its supplies, and its guards as well?
*Then speak another of his bannerman*
Lord Myrziv of House Corova: Gladly your grace
Warden: Now, what of the other two kingdoms?
*Another bannerman says...:
Lord Gorgon of House Estly: Your grace, the two kingdoms' war still continues, we should pledge our support for the Silver Rise still holds...
Warden: Silence! we have no part of those wars, we just maintain trade peacefully
Gorgon: Yes your grace
Warden: My lords and ladies, our meeting for this day is over,
*And the king's council returned to their homes*
*He on the other hand, sits on the thrones, thinking of something...*