It was a normal day in Lammina, in the Shinou-zumy Era, where the kingdoms took care of their own things. You were on your throne, tending to the concerns of your kingdom while the soldiers were around, making sure that no one dared to do anything daring against you, and your faithful steward, Aftheineir. It was a boring day, and Aftheineir knew how bored you were.

When Aftheineir was going to make all the commoners leave, a beautiful and angelic-looking woman enters the palace, apparently hoping to talk to you. She didn't look like she was from here, perhaps, because of her beautiful and angelic figure, she was from Yurnio Land.

"My lord, lord of Weeping Land, my respects are directed to you," the woman said, as she prostrated herself in front of you. "We require your army and presence to support the four Kingdoms of Lammina, since the rival lands are attacking us..."

"We do not battle for other kingdoms," Aftheineir said, with a serious and cold tone of voice. "Let your race take care of it, the Weeping Elves (race of all the people of Weeping Land) will not attend the war." As he finished his sentence, he turned to you, waiting for your decision about this woman's request.