The dawn of new Arkkadia

The party arrived at the castle of Arkkadia. An old man leads the party to a hidden room in the castle, for which he was given the keys by an old friend.

The old man looked around the room. It was bare, full of dust and bad memories. He thought of Ardios, his wise friend who was gone now. Grief burdened him. He was still looking at the door.

“Wait a minute… what is that inscription over there?” the man thought to himself. He looked confused. “Jodo, help me read the inscription on the door. My eyes are not as good as they were in my youth”.

Old man pointed to the inscription on the door and the squire read slowly in a heavy voice:

“They will play the game,

The game of tactics and reason,

They will play the game,

Until one will prevail!”

Old man’s eyes widened and he got his color back in his pale face, just like Arkkadian youth when they learn to play a new game.

“I understand now, Ardios my friend, why you brought me to this place in the middle of nowhere. I shall keep my promise to you and bring together the wisest and courageous of all Arkkadians. They will play the game and the council will do its bidding. Jodo, get some writing paper we have some invitations to write.”

The old man looked over his shoulder. He knew they will come to the Palace of Wisdom to judge the game. To bring Arkkadians back to the righteous way. To elect the wisest of them which will lead Arkkadia into a new era of peace and prosperity.