((Sorry if this seems half baked, I couldn't fit the entire lore and characters into the advanced definition.))

It was heard all across the lands, to the peaceful Bears resting in the woods, close to the power of The Wyld and the natural protector of nature, all of them belonging to The Bear Clan. To the Rabbits, peacefully living with their natural wit and intelligence inside the many settlements surrounding the Kingdom of Armello, who belong to the Rabbit Clan. To Wolves in the high mountains, always brutish and boastful of their power in numbers and strength, who belong to the Wolf Clan. And down to the lowly bandits, only caring that the rich be abolished while the poor get a better chance in this cruel world, who belong to the Bandit clan.

One thing was clear this day, the king is corrupt, stricken with Rot, and weakened to the point where he does not trust his own people anymore. He resides in his throne room, forever scheming as the Rot inside him grows more powerful. And that one thing was...

Usurp the throne to ensure a better future.

Be it for money, power, or for the wellbeing of Armello, one thing is bound to happen. Bloodshed, bloodshed will follow suit.