The great, white walled city of Malada rose up high above the surrounding countryside, its tall spires and graceful archways marking it our for miles around as a city of culture and learning.
And indeed it was, not to mention Military might, Political power, Religious influence and magical monopoly, as the Capitol City of Kalsea, Malada's white walls stood as a beacon for all that was lawful and civilized.
Outside the walls, the tents and pavilions were being raised.
Great canvas structures ranging from humble canvas accommodation and fancy silk structures to traders, taverns and fully functional massage parlous.
As the various banners were raised and banners fluttered in the breeze, excitement began to grow as Tournament fever gripped the city.
The Great Spring Tournament of Malada was a hugely popular annual event and this year proved to be especially eventful.
Aside from the traditional Joust, the lists for which were already being raised by an enthusiastic band of local carpenters, there was also a Meele scheduled as well an an Archery tournament and a Foote The Ball Match.
The field for the Meele was even now being cordoned off as, across the ever growing canvas town, the Foote the Ball pitch was being marked out.
People and cultures from all over the land flocked to Malada at this time of year, although the Puritans were usually quite select on who entered their White City, this prejudice seemed to fade in the light of massive financial and tourism gains.
Barbarians from the North, Dwarfs, dark skinned Desert dwellers from the far South and even a smattering of Elves, although their race was decidedly rare in Kalsea these days, ever since their King had been so cruelly done to death and their Nation Forest occupied.
Mercenaries, Adventurers, Sellswords, Hedge Knights were flocking to Malada, for glory, gold, honor and anything else the Tourney may be able to provide...
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