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In the great, human metropolis of Dorul, peace and joy rule the people. It has been almost 100 years since the great war of Ishidan, the barbaric city-state in the east, and the Ishidites have since disbanded and gone into hiding. The citizens feel safe again around the city, and crime was at an all time low. A great festival was to begin to celebrate the 100 year anniversary since Dorul's great victory, and the entire kingdom was invited, aristocrat and peasant alike, as well as travelers from distant lands that just happened to be passing through at the time.

When the celebration began, food and drink was plenty, for the generous and well loved king was not selfish, nor greedy. King Roland the 5th was his name. He charged enough taxes to keep the kingdom running, while allowing the poor flexibility and sympathy. A great king, however, he was growing old and frail in his age, as he was about to pass his 95th birthday. He had a total of 5 children, 3 young boys and 2 fine young girls, with his son being the eldest. This eldest son was to inherit the throne of the great king, and was pure of heart, with a personality more charming than a siren to boot. This young boy's name was given to him to confirm his inheritance, Roland the 6th.

Young Roland was a great child, always getting along with his siblings and defending them tooth and nail. While his father tended to favor Roland, he always reminded his father to pay attention to his other siblings as well. All of the siblings noticed and appreciated this act. All of them, except the youngest brother, Robert, the youngest of the siblings.

Robert despised Roland for his favor and inheritance. Although Roland showed Robert compassion and love, Robert pushed Roland away, and eventually ran to exile, jealous of his older brother. Robert knew that Roland would come after Robert to find his younger brother, in order to spare him the grief of his father's punishment. Then, he would take the chance to kill his brother, in order to gain a fair chance to the throne. However, Roland also brought his other siblings to help search, which threw a wrench in Robert's plans. Rather than killing his brother, he fled, never to return.

There was a great sadness, as the jungles of Dorul were impossible for the most skilled of survivalists to inhabit. Robert was most definitely eaten or lost. King Roland sent search parties, but they all returned without a trace. Hope was lost for young Robert. This, was ten years in the past.

Young Roland was now of age to inherit the throne, and was currently training for such time. During the celebration, he was to announce that him and his father were to rule side by side until his father's passing. Much anticipation had come from this, much joy and hope. But that was about to change.

As if out of a nightmare, a great void opened in the sky above Dorul, black as the night sky and cold as the harshest winters. Great tentacles protruded from this void, toppling buildings and smashing citizens. Amidst the confusion and chaos, one such tentacle slammed onto the ground, killing a man. King Roland was this man. Minutes seemed like hours as this nightmarish storm took hold of the city, and just as it appeared, it vanished. The death toll was slim, but the loss was still great. Now, all was up to young Roland, the new king of Dorul.

Amidst the party guests were some travelers. Guards from the area took the 5 adventurers to the king in custody, leaving them no choice in the matter. The new king, saddened as he was, told them that they were the only hope for the kingdom. He knew exactly what the portal was, and why it had opened above the city and killed the king. Robert, his younger brother, used to tamper with other planes, particularly they astral and fey realms. Somewhere in the forest, he survives, communing with the horrors that control these realms. Now, you must set out and stop Robert, before he destroys Dorul, before he destroys this world!