Welcome, lords all to the land of your birthright, the 7 Realms of the west. Know ye that you have come into your own at a most auspicious time, the king doth grow weary of the ineptitude of the lords of his realm and now drives them to survive on their own merit rather than imperial favour. This has caused many of the less astute lords to harbour certain resentments towards the king, forced to defend their realms and provide the king with their services rather than fritter away their time with idle pleasantries but with the might of his army still loyal the king reigns supreme and will brook no dissent.
To take command of a realm now is to walk a fine edge between death and glory as each lord vies to either prove himself worthy above all others or discredit those around him, some few seek to work together in common interest to better their lands and themselves, yet others seek to tear down and take from their neighbors what little they have to ensure their own survival against yet more powerful foes.
Will you be a saviour or a sinner? A lord of justice or tyranny? Only time will tell.