And so began another fruitful year. The land of Edoniras was seeing its most plentiful fields, though if this maintained it's level until the summer harvest was yet to be seen. Meanwhile in the cities the smog filled cities and industrial estates continue to to pump out their noxious fumes as the poor go to work in the huge factories that many wish that they owned. Despite these scenes in the nations there was a remote building on the very most western point of Edoniras that had been awake for hours. Men with small glasses and smooth hands slowly put the finishing touches to the maps they had been working on for hours now, the more grand ones had been a few days work alone. With each of these maps was attached a letter. The letter was a short one that addressed every receiver and meant that the men of the Cartographers Guild had time to work more fully on the maps. However now that they were done it was the final act of handing the very important packages off to a courier service before they could finally relax and take pride in what they had done. They had finally mapped the New World. 

[hider=The Letter]Leader of one of these great nations of Edoniras,
 in the past few weeks we here, at the Cartographers Guild, have been slaving away over our ink to produce for you the finest maps of this New World you may of heard about. Whilst the interior is a relative unknown you will now atleast have an idea of the shape of the land mass and it's distance from our own continent. We hope you will remember us well for this when you are reaping this lands riches and we hope we will bring you news of an even greater land in the future.
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