What's that? That right there is a rough map of a quaint little world named Arwei. To give you a sense of scale, that continent is about the size of North America. That blue blob on the left is the shining kingdom of Arulia, and the deep red blob on the right is the dark empire of Kulth.

And this is no Bob Ross painting, no happy little continent here. For millennia the knights of Arulia and the hordes of Kulth have waged war on each other, every generation or so they gear up and prepare for another epic battle of good versus evil. The battlefield? All those smaller nations between them. The rolling plains of the north bear the scars of grand magical battles stretching from horizon to horizon. The mountainous south plays host to armies and hordes and hosts as the two superpowers slug it out.

Those little countries? They're sick of it. Every time war comes, they take the brunt of the damage. Every time war comes, they get brushed aside as their lands are ravaged and their people conscripted for the cause. They can't even see the difference between Arulia and Kulth anymore, except one side wears shiny armor and the other side has bad breath.

It is time to make a stand.

Arulia and Kulth are gearing up again. The knights march and the hordes trample. Queen Sereni, ruler of that green blob called Ruthok sandwiched between the two giants, makes the first move in retaliation. Soon she is gathering allies among the other small nations, and engaging in a war that sweeps across the entire continent. The last war. They will settle this good versus evil business once and for all, and both sides are going to regret it.