Empire Year 537 [Note: The war of succession for the Empire's throne began this year, 23 years ago]
Castile Peninsula, Greyrock City, inside the Grand Arena.
A young man around twenty years old is inspecting his armor and weapons. Two attendants beside the young man are sweating profusely, yet unable to lend a hand.
"News" has neither wings nor four legs, yet nothing flies farther or runs faster than it.
Richard [the Mad] III is dead.
Some say he died peacefully in his sleep; others say he died from a fall off his horse, enduring long suffering before closing his eyes... But the old emperor's manner of death is not important; it merely serves as fodder for casual conversation.
The emperor is dead, a new emperor must ascend.
