At the edge of the Country of Majerain, there is a temple high in the Vishek Range, a particularly inhospitable section of the Ringing Mountains. Centuries ago, pilgrims would set off from the city of Odrona on black stallions, and in sweet-smelling wagons adorned with roses and carnations pulled by black oxen. They would go to spill their blood in single combat, to ensure the power of the army.
