Aikania, Northern Continent, Modir.
Spring has arrived, everything is flourishing, sunlight dappling, emerald fields blooming.
On the plains of Modir, many farmers start to become active, busy sowing seeds for summer and autumn harvests.
Modir, rather than a nation, is more like a conglomeration of several cities and villages and wilderness forming a super-large urban radiation area.
The once Duke Modir led his twenty-eight knights from nothing to build the Modir Duchy, occupying six provinces. It has now declined.
From a territory comparable to a large duchy to being eroded into lands ruled by middle-to-small nobility, it's a history of a noble family falling from its peak.
Without progress, standing at the pinnacle means already beginning to retreat.
This is also the norm for most noble families.
However, Modir has recently had an opportunity for revival; the reason is its sea harbor located by the coast, not large but stable enough.
