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Sithia

I would not want to end up there. Of course, with strength of mind and body, I would be able to avoid the fate destined for the vast majority, and would try to free the prisoners, although it's not certain they would follow me once free, a concept they can barely comprehend. But I would try. And I hope that someday, someone besides me will be able to fulfill this duty, even if I personally die in the attempt.
With all the rough edges of the region's history, I would ideally like to think that Elvielfiria still has remnants of self-respect not consumed by all-encompassing hatred. The world is unfair — that's true — and it spares not only those like her, but also those like me, on a much more industrial scale. But is that a reason to give up? No matter what longevity you possess, if you lose yourself, you lose absolutely everything. If I had such qualities, I would absolutely fight to the very end. I understand it sounds like the bravado of a mortal whose lifespan is but a speck of dust to her. But from the lesser, the greater is born.

Gildaria

I like it very much. Its pursuit of Their Multifacetedness's virtues is worthy of honor and respect, and their fighting spirit is undeniable.
I would like to visit there, admire the bearing of its soldiers, and taste some fragrant coffee, preferably without poison.
I believe that Kanamia and Gildaria need as many agreements and alliances as possible — with the political will and legacy of Their Radiance, combined with the strongest talents and drive of Their Generalship, we could achieve much — we would overcome the mutants and protect the kingdom if need be.
The tragedy of Their Malice must not be repeated.

Lorelei

I feel that this region is as close as possible to what the founder established, and therefore, even excluding Their Radiance — which would be a rhetorical crime — it embodies the virtues of both Their Majesty and Their Malice, and the founder himself.
If the wizards of Lorelei did not exist, we would suffer from both a lack of materials and rough edges in their usage.
Someday I will visit this region and personally see how things are going in this field. Until then, I trust my back and hands to them without any basis, simply on the understanding of their mastery.

Faredjia

I am absolutely convinced that this is a leading region that has made and will continue to make an incredible number of discoveries in the medical field. But I am slightly troubled by the orders known from public sources regarding its population. In my opinion, locking people up on the territory seems a bit excessive, although I am sure there are valid reasons for it. I would be interested to know what they are.
Furthermore, I am sure that the harsh nature of this land is quite beautiful — like that type of beauty that strikes you with its initially seeming coldness, but can warmly resonate in your heart if you find yourself in a foreign land.
To be honest, I don't believe in the possibility of an elixir of eternal life — the so-called higher powers, in my opinion, have not destined such a fate for man; everything in our life is temporary. But perhaps I lack the medical background here. If a person like Their Intellectuality claims it's true, then there is a chance.

Archipelago of Furious Waves

I suspect that the sea element is not for me, although I am quite a traveler, but I would still like to visit there. To breathe the pleasant air, catch a fish or two after hard labor in the office, and rock on the waves. I cannot know for sure, but it seems to me that the local people are among the happiest simply because of such a way of life.
And I would very much like to see the sea-born colleagues and how they coexist with us. Achieving something like that in our harsh world of continuous interspecies competition seems to me an incredible miracle, worthy of mention not in a couple of lines of official documents, but of full-fledged study by all sociologists, biologists, and other learned men and women of all stripes.
As for Their Ardency — a delight for tired eyes. Both an elegant image and extremely functional. It's no wonder Their Multifacetedness duly appreciated her merits.

Kabocha

I believe that pumpkin is a vegetable! After all, fruits or berries have a certain mood that is felt only in them, and is not felt in pumpkin, despite all its merits.
But isn't its use for such purposes a translation of the product? And how did this even become possible? I have nothing against pumpkins, but why do some of them evoke a desire to overcome them? Is it merely their cosmetic adjustment to a human face, confusing even the most observant opponent?
Being a knight of Their Radiance, I would never confuse a vegetable with an enemy — as I am convinced — but if this happens, thoughts arise about the possibility of black magic. Are such pumpkins fit for consumption, or are they only for single use? And what are they filled with to produce explosion variants?
There are a lot of questions, but I don't see answers in official documents. Someday I will thoroughly investigate this matter.
For now, I can only assume an unlikely on paper, but speculative, scenario of an alliance between this region and Faredjia, which determined some of its unusual practices.
Their Good-naturedness seems to me an absolutely imposing and very stylish person. Such a mustache is simply magnificent, emphasizing a strong chin, and the outfit is beyond all praise.

Miku

People like Their Unyieldingness are those who keep our society afloat.
There is nothing more honorable and stronger than faith in one's principles and an unyielding willpower. Their Multifacetedness, in their incredible foresight and sharpness of vision, made an incredibly good move.
I am sure that this glorious region awaits incredible development, and its lord the highest honor. I would sometimes like to have such positive qualities myself, but for that, one probably needs to possess extraordinary vision.

Sanbornia

I would like Aconia to burn me — frankly speaking, probably not, otherwise how would I continue to spread her word? But I might not be averse to believing, and would Their Sunbornness agree to be burned? Perhaps yes.
And yet it seems to me that he would be more useful alive. We can always burn, but there is essentially no one else to fulfill the earthly mission but us.
As a man who built himself entirely on his own, I express only the utmost respect for him. And although I did not value the era of discoveries so highly — specifically in his case, it certainly played a role, and even in such eras we receive new suns and stars that warm our firmament with their radiance. Regarding the historical assessment of his deeds, I will refrain; I wasn't holding the candle and don't know many facts.
Who Aconia is, I cannot say for sure, but if she truly warms us all, I am all for it.

Florenzan

Such a solid man as Their Prosperity certainly has weight in my heart.
Trade and exchange are the most important things in the kingdom and beyond. I wish I were not subject to taxes, or at least minimal ones! For some reason, this concept doesn't sit well with my soul, although as far as I know, non-residents suffer the most from it. But that's fair — if they want to expand the market, let them play by the rules. I'm sure they would have skinned us even more, flayed thirty hides, and barely flinched.
It's amazing, of course, how a lord, having reached the pinnacle of mastery in magic, also achieved it in business — an example for everyone. A talented person is talented in everything.
Having been pleased to observe his image with my own eyes, I couldn't help but note that for all the polish and luxury of his attire, it is not excessive, which speaks not only of his imposingness but also of his excellent sense of style and tact. And the rare but precise decorations are easily appraised by a trained eye as made by a craftsman of the highest skill — both luxurious and radiating warmth and gratitude. It is quite obvious that the subjects of the region value and love their ruler for good reason.

Albus

I haven't had the chance to visit there, so I have little idea what this region really is.
A paramilitary entity covering a quarter of a quarter of the continent? A handful of castles with peasants bending their backs around them? A global guild of adventurers?
It's completely unclear what drives the people and how they live their lives, apart from belonging to their clan. Probably, like everywhere else. The only acquaintance I have with roots there is, unfortunately, uncommunicative on this matter, and documentarians for some reason avoid these places.
I can only note that the external polish of the luxurious images of natives from there, especially the ruler, is not lacking, which means their affairs are going quite well.

Clans of Dawn

A very interesting place with a rich history, but the most unstable structure on the continent.
I still can't understand whether they get along with each other or not — with such a fragmented setup, constant conflicts among themselves are simply obvious, especially given the lack of access to neighboring lands. Who else are they supposed to raid and rob — not the crater mutants.
Perhaps due to the lack of direct access, our cartographers out of inertia left this piece of the continent monochrome, not knowing what is really happening on its surface. Someday we will find that out too.

Silverdan

A picture of all-consuming melancholy is painted — akin to Their Piety.
As if after all the upheavals of the past and present, the people inhabiting it have lost a particle of the ambitious spirit inherent in man by nature, and decided that if not here, then somewhere in the sky, new unshakable meanings will be found, less subject to the entropy of earthly existence.
Perhaps I am wrong, but that's how I feel.
There is no great point in delving into long, rambling discussions about the region's great contribution to the development of civilization, emphasizing the already obvious — as a scientific man, I consider this one of the most worthy paths. It would be interesting to know if anything useful was found underground, and what conclusions Their Academicality will draw from this for the further development of royal natural science.

Sordgard

A solid region inhabited by solid people.
Although we have quite a few militarized formations scattered throughout the kingdom, it is here that I see the ideal balance between strength, dignity, respect, and aesthetics. It is also pleasant for me to think that I can indirectly thank the founder's granddaughter for this, whose era of flourishing I once valued so highly.
Special thanks for being the shield of the kingdom against the central continental threat.
I don't even know what else to add, except that the ruler's family values also appeal to me — working both for ourselves and for the future prosperity of the region and the kingdom.

Lunia

It would be interesting to understand how they live as a full-fledged cell within the kingdom, being so unlike everything else.
Did we ultimately manage to offer them something special, or in their wisdom did they simply not see fit to continue feuding? Do they enjoy any of the benefits that might not have been inherent in their original way of life?
As I see it, the ability to accept new circumstances — which are characteristic of our permanently changing world, to get used to them and fully integrate for centuries — speaks of great dignity and nobility. Perhaps they also managed to discern some kindred traits in the founder's conviction and stoicism. Perhaps even his granddaughter's deeds showed them that a good peace is far better than a bad quarrel.
Lunia evokes nothing but the highest respect in me.

Teneressa

As harsh as I may be, perhaps unjustifiably, in my assessment of Their Enigmaticness due to the contrast with the monolithic deeds of the founder and the glorious granddaughter, I value his contribution to the founding of Densec in its current form just as highly, which ultimately led to the flourishing of the western region.
To my great regret, I myself do not possess a creative streak developed enough to even attempt to compare in expressing my soul with the culture prevalent there, however, even with all my amateurish qualities, I can appreciate certain elements of it.
Perhaps someday Their Radiance will grant me leave to such a wonderful corner? How wonderful that would be. I would like to stroll through those streets, enjoy the sea breeze blowing through my hair, and immerse myself in the atmosphere of a leisurely, measured existence, while delighting my ears and eyes with music and architecture. Dreams, dreams.
Regarding the Lady: I was not personally acquainted enough to make any global conclusion about the person, but supporting one's subjects is the foundation of excellent rule, and she expresses it with elegance and to the point.

Revnland

Sometimes I am visited by a strange feeling from the past, as if I had lived my whole life in urban slums ravaged by war, where human life is cheaper than a pack of cigarettes, and parents sell two children at once. Where sewer collectors pierce the bowels of the earth with multi-tiered residential blocks, penetrating into the very heart, ignoring its pain. Where the most honorable place to live is the vicinity of an illegal glue factory, for the right to live next to it and inhale the fumes from its processed products around the clock, individual families and entire gangs fight. But I have no such memories in my mind; they are like a randomly felt obsession, just like a nightmare. Fortunately, I was born and raised in our wonderful kingdom, not in such a terrible place.
But other emotions also visit me — that I could quite well live in the nature characteristic of that land. There is something native in it, resonating with the heart of a man from the middle latitudes.
Perhaps the local inhabitants think so too. There is a certain romance in it, and even aesthetics: to go out, get some air, chop some wood, do something, and sit by the hearth in silence and peace.
I'm not sure, however, what to think about the local Lady. I have a feeling that some of the rumors about her are exaggerated, and perhaps even deliberately spread, but they also say there's no smoke without fire. One thing is clear — the woman is extremely striking, and at the same time smart, having adopted the working and effective tools from the reign of Their Malice.

Oshi

I believe this place has potential that might not be obvious to a superficial eye.
With all the differentiation of the regions of our harmonious but diversely autonomous kingdom, I can well imagine moments of friction that could arise here and there against the backdrop of ambitions or different views on life of the peoples inhabiting them. And this is more than natural — man, since ancient times, has always strived for belonging to his group or tribe, otherwise he would not have survived without collective cooperation. This is what we could witness firsthand in the era of darkness.
But look at other jurisdictions on the continent — they are all united as one, even the clans, for all their diversity.
Therefore, I consider it vitally important and absolutely necessary for our collective future to unite our regions — not through dictate and fear, but on the foundations of mutual understanding and vision.
"Sounds saccharine," a cynic would say, but in my opinion, it's reasonable, otherwise we will lose this world and be forgotten by all. Imagine a phantasmagoric nineteen-fingered palm, each finger symbolizing its own army and interests, but all on one palm. Powerful? Undoubtedly. Now let it clench into a fist — one army, one vision. That's where the real strategy for survival and prosperity lies.

Tisia

Surely the most tragic and sad story on the continent, even if my patriotism for my homeland, which has repeatedly suffered its own disasters, would like to argue with this — but I cannot allow it to.
All the greatest empires and structures are destined to crumble sooner or later — such is the natural course of life, whose matter tends toward chaos; only our will is capable of maintaining order, but even its possibilities are not limitless, and it cannot foresee the moment of absolute fall.
Would I have wanted it to continue its existence in its ancient form? Perhaps that could have been for the best, but then we would not have had our own cultures, being crushed under its heel — sometimes with hard force, sometimes with soft. And yet, it did not deserve this. How many lives were cut short by the catastrophe, how much potential could they have brought to our world? It seems monstrous to me to imagine that today a happy family went on a picnic, and a moment later an abyss opened beneath them.
One can only guess about the prerequisites of the global catastrophe that so shook our ancient era of existence. Was it caused by the audacity of our species, something that angered the essence of the universe, or did the earth itself spew forth a spirit of vengeance for all the wrongs inflicted upon it by our species? Someday we may find out and study it in the best universities of Silverdan. And, I hope, we will never allow what happened to be repeated in any form.

Estellia

An involuntary comparison with the western region naturally suggests itself: like two sides of the same coin — on one side life is calm and measured, on the other focused and active, while its value is the same and undeniable.
Which approach suits whom better is for them to decide; I might not fit in at one moment or another if I were a resident of this region, even if I tried my best, however, in twelve seconds, for example, I could easily run a hundred and thirty meters and wouldn't even start breathing heavily. Surely in the times of Their Malice the standards were much harsher!
Surprisingly, I do not observe an absolute glut of Estellian goods where I live, although it would seem — so many crafts are instilled in people from childhood and perfected throughout their lives, what an export turnover there would be. Apparently, they put their soul into them and prefer to keep them for their own well-being.
However, all this warms my heart to no small extent — whatever ill-wishers and historical revisionists say about the era of darkness, here we can observe the seeds sown in it, blossoming in breathtaking quality, and I am sure they will continue to develop further.
I wish the Lady of the region to remain as delightful as everything I have had the chance to read about her, and to leave behind — after many, many years — an equally fitting legacy.

Village of Heroes

I consider the formation of something like this on the territory of such a vast kingdom, on the border of such mighty regions, to be fantastic.
Perhaps only by a miracle do we have it in the form we have — without any manifestations in the era of darkness, I think it would certainly have been absorbed by its neighbors after the reorganization of the next era. And who knows, I haven't had the fortune to read military chronicles regarding the campaign against the She-Devil, but perhaps without the contribution of the veterans, we wouldn't exist now.
Personally, I would probably need time to get used to the local asceticism if I were a guest there, or maybe not. There is a charm everywhere — in the capital, in other large and medium cities, you just need to be able to see it, without being enchanted in advance by the simulacra that fill our lives, and without building your worldview on that.
From my limited but interesting communication, I could characterize the Lord as a cheerful and wise man, but at the same time, concealing foresight and depth.

Olivus

They say that in childhood, few people like olive fruits, but as they grow up, they acquire a taste, and you can't drag them away by the ears until the whole sack is eaten. However, in this case, I'm sure this is hardly applicable — probably anyone would be happy to be born and live a happy life as a subject of the region.
All the positive aspects are known to everyone who is at least generally familiar with them. And yet I cannot shake the feeling of their excessive positivity, so to speak.
I could absolutely understand if this region were a pleasant picturesque place solely for spiritual relaxation, or an agricultural giant, or even a trading one — given its favorable geographical location. But it has its secrets, which I sometimes turn over in my head, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
M9 heavy, with an extended barrel, for four types of ammunition. The 1911, comfortable in the hand, light trigger. The 48th — ideal for concealed carry. Why exactly here, why in that period? Why on such land, and not with neighbors who have devoted their entire lives to it, do young people learn the military craft?
I am not a suspicious person at all, and therefore I always fall asleep with the thought that such is the fate of the region, surrounded as it is by the most diverse neighbors, needing to be ready for anything, but at the same time friendly, and close to the historical precursor of the kingdom. I would love to hear the melodious voice of Ciel Pinkoflight someday in a moment of low spirits.

Kanamia

There is nothing I couldn't tell about the capital, and at the same time — how much more I have yet to see.
I suppose my fascination with the cultures and history of the regions and the kingdom as a whole would have been impossible if I were not here. Day after day, observing people and communicating with them, seeing the products of their labor, listening to their stories, getting to know their sources of inspiration, admiring the art born from the sparks of their souls and nourished by the circumstances of their lives, I involuntarily absorbed absolute admiration for the picture of our global life. They say rightly — in diversity is our strength, in unity is our spirit, in mutual history is our memory.
Despite all the upheavals that our part of the continent has experienced, we are still here and thriving. Surely this is a romantically naive view of a fool, not shared by many, including some of those in power. Perhaps so. I am nothing more than a cog in the global picture of events, a servant of the kingdom and its allies, and could not influence anything, but I am sure I am not the only one, and together we will manage something.

On this momentous day, I would like to wish every success and long life to Their Radiance, and may we preserve and multiply the vision and spirit of the founder, the kindness of Their Benevolence, the adventurous spirit of Their Enigmaticness, the sense of duty of Their Malice, the irresistibility of Their Brilliance, the openness of mind of Their Piety, the ardor of Their Multifacetedness.

"A Free View of Allied and Other Lands" — Milord Lester Vargas, Knight of Dawn Steel from Kanamia, servant of Deus Mariarnelia.

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