Below the birds soaring the clear skies, countless islands float in the air, some of them host to ostentatious castles, no two of them alike. Below said islands is the enormous continent of Keedolmani, too vast to see in its entirety even from a place high enough to leave the sky behind. These lands teem with magic, a great and mysterious power that has evolved in unique ways in each of the hundred nations that has made Keedolmani their home.
The shape of the world itself is not yet known—one of many mysteries yet to be unraveled.
At the center of this continent, in the so-called three-season zone—owing its name to the only three seasons these lands know—lies, among others, the Kingdom of Doran. With forests along every border with its neighbors, it is a land rich in vegetation, and its blooming flowers are a sight to behold.
The nation is ruled by King Zerolight Bal Doran, a wise monarch beloved by his people. His continued devotion to cultural exchange with other nations even after Doran and the rest of the world was saved from peril, as well as his efforts to restore Doran itself, have made him ever more popular.
It is a kingdom host to many callings: from the king’s direct servants assisting in government, to the knights who carry out his will, to common folk selling goods in stores and at market. One such occupation is “sorcerer”—a vocation so reputable, you would be hard pressed to find anyone in the world unfamiliar with it. It is said that sorcerers are second only to knights in prestige throughout the whole world.
These skillful mages’ chief business consists of ridding the land of demons that beset its people, as well as other tasks that no commoner or knight can bear. They are also adept at handling simple odd jobs, and are bound to come to the aid of those in need. It is proper, paid work, however, and anything but charity.
Not a day goes by in the kingdom without somebody seeking the help of a sorcerer. So common is it, in fact, that often enough such people don’t know where to go and whom to ask. Acting as a broker in Doran between sorcerers and those who wish to recruit their help is the Sorcerer’s Guild of Harré Mooren.
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