The sun people were never fully at peace. Their magics kept nearby, more established nations, lusting at the prospects of the Perlumi’s power, wondering who shall take from them or align themselves with the delicate land. Ammon Jawara had always planned on ruling her lands and expanding the power and protection of her people once the crown is bestone upon her. Overtaking her brothers unlike any woman that came before her, the throne was rightfully hers. A future of prosperity for her nation was guaranteed until she murdered a man who was far more important than she ever deemed, and left in the wake of her destruction, a future of making amends with the strongest nation on the face of the Earth.