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Navyn is a beautiful land, Its balance kept intact by the unity of the six courts and their respective lords; the Court of Summer and ruler fire, the Court of Autumn and ruler of air, the Court of Winter and ruler of water, the Court of Spring and ruler of all earthly elements, The court of Day the ruler of light, and the Court of Night and ruler of darkness. Born with the power that represents their court, without them, Navyn would fall into chaos.
It’s been seven years since everything went to hell. Seven years since the lords of the Summer, Autumn, Spring, and Day Court went missing. No one knows what happened, no bodies were found, not even a single hair. Without them to keep the balance, Navyn was cursed with eternal winter and night. Crops struggle to grow and families have gone cold. The courts have fallen, overtaken by those whose main goal is to do anything but good. The people and the world of Navyn are dying.
The Winter and Night Lord are the only two left, the only one's keeping this world from becoming nothing at all. The Night Lord had been locked away by his other Lord counterparts the year before they went missing, put into a deep sleep in which he wouldn't wake. Everyone other than the Lord of Day had misunderstood the man who controlled darkness. His land had always been riddled with the monsters that went bump in the night, and they were afraid of what he could do.
The Lord of Winter, on the other hand, was taken by those who had cast of the other Lords to Earth. Taken captive by a group of priests and priestesses who called themselves 'The Saviors', the Lord had managed to escape and since has been figuring out where their comrades had gone. Once they had figured it out, it was then that they devised a plan to get them back.
Thankfully, the plan worked.
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It’s been seven years since everything went to hell. Seven years since the lords of the Summer, Autumn, Spring, and Day Court went missing. No one knows what happened, no bodies were found, not even a single hair. Without them to keep the balance, Navyn was cursed with eternal winter and night. Crops struggle to grow and families have gone cold. The courts have fallen, overtaken by those whose main goal is to do anything but good. The people and the world of Navyn are dying.
The Winter and Night Lord are the only two left, the only one's keeping this world from becoming nothing at all. The Night Lord had been locked away by his other Lord counterparts the year before they went missing, put into a deep sleep in which he wouldn't wake. Everyone other than the Lord of Day had misunderstood the man who controlled darkness. His land had always been riddled with the monsters that went bump in the night, and they were afraid of what he could do.
The Lord of Winter, on the other hand, was taken by those who had cast of the other Lords to Earth. Taken captive by a group of priests and priestesses who called themselves 'The Saviors', the Lord had managed to escape and since has been figuring out where their comrades had gone. Once they had figured it out, it was then that they devised a plan to get them back.
Thankfully, the plan worked.
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