Our lands were not always unified. There was once a great war between the people and the former rulers, The Nubblet Alliance. It was at the great battle of Farrell Hall where the People finally overtook the Alliance.
Four were chosen by their people to serve as Empresses: Sara, Empress of the East Winds, Kathryn, Empress of the South Winds, Adrienne, Empress of the West Winds; and Sabrina, Empress of the North Winds
An uncanny bond between them beget the uncanny prosperity of their rule. Together they made a treaty with the Berzerker Warlord William and the monsters on the other side the Sea of Night. He has become the General of the Imperial Army.
They gave amnesty to the Death Prophets, who once ruled both Kassadaa and the land of monsters ages ago. From them they appointed the last of the royal bloodline, Christopher, to the position of High Inquisitor. Kassadaa is now stronger than ever.
All hail the Rule of the Four, the Twins of Twins!
How it really happened
It started at the summer 2008 residency of the Seton Hill University Writing Popular Fiction program. On the night before graduation, after a week where none of use had time for fun or play as we were bogged down with teaching modules, thesis presentations, and the normal business of residency, a group of us were eating pizza in my suite in the Farrell Hall Dorms.
A lone paper towel ball was thrown. For the next half hour, paper towels, napkins, and pizza crust were weapons of mass amusement. The the idea came to us that down the hall and around the corner, others in the program were in the common room socializing.
What other choice did we have? War had to be declared. Ammunition was gathered.
But there was a traitor among us. Our very own Queen Mother. (She played “mom” to many of us youngins while we were at school, giving hugs and love when needed. We all heart her.) She decided that the others must be warned.
For some reason we still can’t determine . . . we didn’t stop her.
So, ammo in hand, we snuck out into the hall and towards the common room . . . and encountered a couch barricade! We charged, we threw, all fought bravely. The barricade was breached. There were cries of “We are Sparta!” and other movie favorites. All in all, it was way too much fun. The best kind.
(Thanks must go to Kate Martin who wrote the original account that I have rewritten parts here for brevity)
Sara J. Lyon
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