After the last line of cruel and muddle-headed kings of the Land of Fragrance had passed away without leaving any offspring behind, its citizens cut off all ties with the outside world. More than 100 years had since passed, and its people thought that outsiders had already forgotten about them.
It was a vast, isolated and peaceful place which was sparsely populated. Its citizens were free to choose the ideal locations for their homes, and only the royal palace was left untended to. The glory of years past was long gone, and only vast patches of weeds were left. Now, it had become a place for beasts and children to prowl.
The citizens had long since stopped electing a King. Instead they were separated into 10 different tribes and practiced self-autonomy. Each tribe had a leader, and the post was rotated amongst all the members of the tribe.
