Races - Land of Britain
The earth is the Dragon and nature is the Earth. Rising from the forests of Der-Loc, sprouting on the coasts of Ban-Aill, up to overshadow the soil of Dunum, green dominates the plains. Talamhria, holy land united under the shadow of the Tree of Life on top of the mountain-city of Emain Denn. There it takes places the Council of the Kings. Elves, Men and Negur to deal with Leprechauns, Voadkyn and ancestral spirits.
Brunhild. The woman who sits on the wooden throne of Valhalnir. She is the one that we have to strike to destroy what binds the whole Norsengard. They are her strong arm, the spear wielded that keep in check the peoples. Only Norden and the Clan Ulver are fascinated by that pretty face and blond hair. Do not be fooled, beyond the angelic face there is a monster ready to do anything to achieve its goals.
On the lush hills of the south, blessed by the warm winds of the afternoon, it raises the realm of Avalon. Humans have made it great, the Draconians made it stronger than the rock and the steel. Camelot is the capital, its throbbing heart. There the sacred flame shines donated by the dragon, burning frame for the Sword and the Crown. Avalon is home of honor and devotion, of wizards and knights.