Running... running... faster, faster, faster...
I had to get away... had to do anything to get away...
If they caught me, I would be dead or worse...
Faster, faster, faster... why wouldn't my legs go faster?

...

In the small valley just south of the Helena River, there rests a small town. The town is typically peaceful and quiet, and home to a small academy for gifted students. It's full of green pastures, golden farms, and dusty roads. Its people aren't nobles and aren't royalty, but instead are hard workers and happy spirits. There's a small shrine to the goddess Veena, a place where most people go to worship and meet with fellow villagers. They are led by three significant families: the blank, blank, and blank. As the founding parties of the town, they claim the right to lead, even if a specific generation is unfit and disliked.

The town, of course has a name, like any other place, although the rightful name has been lost to time outside of the town and the few miles beyond it. The town's name is Petriichara, but to outsiders, it's called Naporia. This name was only given to the town after the Naporia Acadamy for the Gifted was relocated to the area.

Petriichara has always been a quiet and friendly place, ever since it was founded. It lasted 150 years before ever having a large issue that split the whole town. This event was something that would plague the town hundreds of years after it occurred, since well... it kept coming back.

/Welcome to the Witches of Petriichara\