Dear traveler, I welcome you to Hadol! The largest northern kingdom of the continent, where people, elves and dwarves have coexisted for centuries. How are we doing? Not so much lately. The cobwebs covered the wells, the bread, no matter how hard you kneaded, only came out sour, and the milk began to taste bitter. All the signs point to one thing: war is coming. But even without a war, there are enough misfortunes: either magicians from the Island will secretly arrive, or strangers will appear out of thin air. It will hum, it will crackle, it will flash like lightning, a green fog will flow across the field, and one day the little darling will appear; surprised, confused. Grab this one right away and drag it in for a coin. And in the neighboring village, a miracle happened: the headman was torn to pieces like an overripe pumpkin. For two days they scraped off the trees and searched for pieces throughout the forest. Why are you frozen on the threshold? Come in, don't be afraid! Our life is not easy, but it is interesting: you won’t get bored!