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Warmth finally returns to all of Lundland, and the long-awaited Growing season begins. Thankfully, this season has proved not be as hot as the last one, and the people rejoice.

The people who do not have to face the horrors of war, that is.

The east has become a battlefield, as House Behringer raised a mighty force to attack House Cole. The reasoning for this attack came from Lord Antony Cole's request to capture Alexis Behringer, Lord Solterra Behringer's sister and heir presumptive, who Lord Solterra had entrusted to her protection during his campaign in the Crownlands. He immediately followed this action with a nearly complete withdrawal from the Crownlands, and by raising the full might of Therral against Pelataria. Not days after proclaiming his ire was the vassal of Lord Antony Cole, Lord Crispin II Aldran, assassinated in his study. He died at the age of 63, and the assassin was not caught.

The word on the invasion's outcome has yet to reach the ears of each lord in the kingdom, but the fighting has been bloody, and the numbers of troops involved have brought awe and horror to the people of the lands, as they and the land are brutalized. God might only know the expense in coin, land, and life.

In the north, the battle between the forces of House Fisher and House Wolff begin in earnest. The campaign continues on, and its outcome remains uncertain, as there has been scant news from Attolia on the matter.

In the Crownlands, the void left by House Behringer has allowed the forces of Aaldoreanfeald to occupy Trischland. They now hold the mighty fortress of Bolgaz, and the great city of Pentiloch. It is known to all by now that the court of Bolgaz has seemed to have disappeared. As for the fate of the fortress itself, this is known only to Solterra Behringer and Grindan Osgar. The people of Trischland hope that they shall not starve as they did under Rone's feckless rule.

Last amongst the land's events were the appearance of a troupe most queer. A small group of priests, bearing the crest of the Master's City on a pendant, arrived in Bernwick. Such a visit is most odd: the Master has not made official contact with the Lundish Church in decades. In fact, nearly all the Bishops appointed by the venerable Master himself are dead, save old Arnulf I of Luke Church. One can only wonder what the Master wishes done.

Despite the war and bloodshed in the west, the centre and east appear to be bastions of calm. The sun shines, and crops grow tall. The joy and mirth of the last Growing season, however, have been replaced with anxiety and despair. The hopes of the people have been crushed, and it seems the eagerly awaited peace after the war with the Bogan Host has evaporated. The Lords and Ladies of the land seem desperate to shed blood, and in some places concern gives way to panic. Time will only tell what shall be wrought on Lundland.

None know Rone's whereabouts.

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[i][b]It is now the Growing Season, AU 108[/b][/i]