A History Of Keillar - To Present

Years gone by, the Stronghold was once a quiet village, seen as neither threar nor advantage to military powers of the time. A social and economic backwater, the place stood unchallenged, yet with very poor defences. A band of travelling warriors came across the town, and took it over as their respite, with no resistance whatsoever. The villagers saw no threat from these friendly men and women, and welcomed them into the village as if they were their own children. However, these warriors were being pursued. It wasn't long before the village was under attack. The town only had a small population of around 100, but it held its ground. Ancient texts found at the site told of a "steadfast resistance and defiance" to the attackers. The Stronghold was born.

The next few years were very important for Keillar, it's defences improved vastly, with large stone walls erected around it, and a barracks built, almost doubling the town in size. The new stronghold withstood wave after wave of both organised and barbarian attack. Its young children sent to the barracks, and given both an intellectual and physical education, training them to be the future of this once small village. Soon there was to be an elite group of warriors, and these are believed to be the old-aged equivalent of the Watchers of today. They were the front line of defence against any approaching attack. And they were incredibly successful. Generation after generation of young warrior, male and female, rose through the ranks to become Watchers, and those that weren't quite cut out for such an important role, were assigned as troops to defend the interior of the stronghold.

In later years, lawlessness and panic started to creep in to the stronghold. There were no discernable laws, nobody to prevent crimes, nobody to effectively police the village. It was not long before warriors begun to fight among warriors, Watchers among Watchers. The stronghold fell into a state of scruffy disrepair, with the once great stone walls crumbling. It was at this time that a group of villagers, tired of seeing their once great village fall into such a terrible state, decided to take matters into their own hands, setting about cleaning and repairing everything in sight. It took two whole years to get the stronghold back to it's former glory, and once this had been achieved, a village council converged to discuss ways to ensure that the previous levels of disrepair were not reached again. It was decided they needed a leader. A person strong of will, with a deadly sword arm.

It was by chance that, almost a mirror of the first warriors that settled, a young warrior by the name of Mikael approached the gates of Keillar. On entering and approaching a local inn, he broke up a fight between two young trainee warriors, knocking one unconscious in the process. This caught the attention of a villager, who mentionned it to a councillor. The young warrior was summoned to appear in front of the village council, where he was offered the position of 'Enforcer'. He accepted, and set about cleansing the stronghold of internal struggles, starting with five simple decrees.