Tymoris, mobilizing capital city of Lonquinland

The buildings of Tymoris, one of the great cities of the world, cut through the sky in the distance. Outside its famed walls, sprawling refugee camps have formed, their numbers having already filled the interior of the city to bursting. A constant stream of long logs flow down the mighty river Entrador that divides the city. Each one is plucked out of the water by waiting workers - the army, craftsmen, refugees and volunteers. Even giants, minotaurs, other strong folk, and massive beasts of burden work on the fortifications. All around the makeshift camps outside the walls a great palisade is being erected.

The powerful city is mobilizing for war. Patrols roam the countryside, guarding precious supplies that are being brought in from all over Lonquinland and other countries. Its port, reportedly always busy, is congested with ships coming and leaving with cargo, mercenaries, and those lucky few who have both the money and the freedom to pick up and leave the city behind.