History of Arinethia

On this day a Man clothed only in a tattered black robe appeared standing in the town center, or building of gathering, in every holding that had even the smallest of populations. no recollection of when he came into town or from where was found. He spoke in a soft tone to all who listened. Promising relief to the woes of their world and the end to the suffering to all. He offered peace and comfort for a time unimaginable. If they but agree to not take arms in the time to come. Accounts vary on how long he was in the town. Only one truth was found amongst all accounts. He neither slept nor ate just shared his promises to anyone who'd listen. Word spread from those points and the story of a divine promise was spread as the realization that everyone had seen the same man. With his soft tan skin, loving eyes, and a knowing pleasing smile.

On this day after several months of study, at high noon. The army of the damned moved. Sluggishly at first but quickly moving to a forced march weapons held at the ready. The scouts who where set to watch the army from the surrounding kingdoms had grown lacks in their duties where offer taken. There where not survivors. The army proceeded east. Word of the armies movement hadn't reached the kingdom of Betfordia until refuges from the towns on the peninsula started to demand safe passage to the main isle.