The bay city of Lululalia, once a promised land for the less fortunate homed humans, demis, and beasts alike. The humans with their shrewd minds charted the blueprints for the city and the others worked hard to turn those pages into a reality. A harmonious union of wit and labour, but it only took a single generation to ruin that union.
The children of humans, like a king ordering his followers, were taught to order the other races to build, construct, and tear down on their command, and just like a king too shallow for introspection, they grew unearned pride for something they had little understanding over. But why wouldn't they? After all, the beast and the demis built houses, and bridges out of rubble to their command, and none dared to defy their intellect much less bare a word of complaint against it.
