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Senterra

Senterra

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A war is being fought. The king of Akartha, The vast human country, and the king of Wyvel, the country who's population held a certain tolerance for Demihumans. However, as these two countries continue on in their struggle, a third, much larger, country lies just on both of their borders. Deminyda , home country of the Demi-humans , is vast and fertile, but their army has always been renowned as a massive, well trained fighting force. Each man capable of taking on 100 on his own. Each general said to be an army of their own. This country is led by a reigning queen who is said to be the most powerful in her country, but no one has ever witnessed her power first hand. During this time, 3 children came to be in separate places. This is their story.
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