Cueibeira, the capital on the river. One of the largest burgs in the world, built around one of the longest rivers, and the most important city of the largest nation in the north. From this city an empire is run, the ever-turning gears of administration stretching from the Vengrians of Nannan's southern border to the cold and unforgiving climate of the far north, where the snow never stops it's fall and the mountains rise higher into the sky than anywhere else. Wealth and power unimaginable to the rest of the civilised world is all organised here, under the control of the ancient Ro dynasty, who have served as the empire's Protectors since the first of the Portuzi set food on this northern land. Legends say that the first Protector was the captain of the first ship to discover this land, and that he was a mighty man who lead the his people to victory against the vicious locals time and time again, carving out a state that grew to it's current power though that first man's descendants. At a glance, one might even think the Nannan Empire indestructible, as it's power and wealth surely leave it leagues ahead of even the most powerful of it's neighbours.
One would be a fool to think so, however. In truth it is a powder keg, with a decadent ruling dynasty and so many different cultures and religions present that there are many who eagerly await a chance to free themselves from the 'tyranny' of the Protectors. With all the power of an empire at their fingertips, the Ro Protectors wasted men and time claiming ever more useless stretches of land in the frozen north simply to satisfy their own egos, ignorant of those hiding in the shadows, waiting to end their rule forever. It's wealth and military may be great - but it is spread over a vast empire and is useless if left unused. The empire has prospered under so many years of peace under fools too decadent to see the bigger picture, but now the years of peace and slow decline are at an end. Humiliation after humiliation have been dealt to the empire, with the loss of lands to the inferior Solarians and the secession of the Duchy of Taramdar, and it has done nothing about any of this.
It is time for this to change. Hhin Naf Ro proved himself in the military from a young age, but he always despised the decadence he saw even within this branch of the empire. He has watched his dynasty dwindle to an unbearably small size as few legitimate members are born, and now he is the last member of the primary branch, only birthed by his father out of a sense of obligation. He watched as his father practically ate himself to death, and now he has inherited the empire as it's Protector. For the first time in decades the empire has a Protector who cares little for the frivolities of his position and is determined to bring the empire back from the brink. It is time for the beast to awaken, it is time for the giant to rise, it is time for the mighty Nannan Empire to prove it's power to the world once again.
For the Protector of the North - For the Empire!
An important letter is written to Duke Sorlen of Tabara. Further details sent by way of PM.