The “Land of Greed” of the Novices Continent — Baraigne
[h2]“Land of Greed” — Baraigne[/h2][p]On this barren land in the north, another group of exiles from the Old Continent struggles to survive.
The eternal glaciers and frozen tundra of the far north leave little hope for life, forcing the survivors to change. Through generations of brutal struggle, ferocity, greed, and a hunger for battle have been carved into the very bones of the people of Baraigne.[/p][p]They possess neither refined equipment nor soft wheat bread. Across the endless frozen plains, there are only massive, sinewy beasts. With death constantly hanging over their heads, the people of Baraigne carved their path to survival through flesh and blood, becoming a society where every citizen is a soldier. They require no armor or fine gear — their formidable mounted archery alone is enough to strike fear into their enemies.[/p][p][/p][p]
[/p][p]Harsh living conditions and an innate thirst for more have driven these warriors of the tundra to look outward. Compared to their own land, the outside world seemed incomparably rich, drawing Baraigne into relentless expansion and constant conflict along its western borders with Notuwa and Islet. Even within Baraigne itself, strife never ceased, and the question of “who truly rules” remained the subject of endless dispute.[/p][p]It was not until the Empire marched north and occupied the southern reaches of the northern lands that this ever-expanding greedy kingdom was forced to halt its advance. Baraigne became the first to propose the formation of an alliance against the external threat. Though the proposal appeared, on the surface, to be for the independence and survival of the northern nations, it is difficult to separate it from the Baraigne people’s deep-rooted lust for war.[/p][p][/p][p]
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The eternal glaciers and frozen tundra of the far north leave little hope for life, forcing the survivors to change. Through generations of brutal struggle, ferocity, greed, and a hunger for battle have been carved into the very bones of the people of Baraigne.[/p][p]They possess neither refined equipment nor soft wheat bread. Across the endless frozen plains, there are only massive, sinewy beasts. With death constantly hanging over their heads, the people of Baraigne carved their path to survival through flesh and blood, becoming a society where every citizen is a soldier. They require no armor or fine gear — their formidable mounted archery alone is enough to strike fear into their enemies.[/p][p][/p][p]