The Kingdom of Paraz was once a prosperous and vibrant nation, nestled between the powerful Empire of Drakkar to the north, the mysterious Emerald Collectiveto the west, and the calm waters of the Sea of Paraz to the south. Known for its rich culture, Paraz was a beacon of art, literature, and entertainment, particularly renowned for its theater and beer. Its halfling population, the largest concentration in the region, contributed significantly to its lively spirit, embodying the nation’s charm with their jovial nature and love for storytelling.
However, the idyllic peace of Paraz was shattered when the vast zombie hordes of the east descended upon its fertile plains. The Empire of Drakkar, perched safely behind its mountain pass, coldly calculated its response, deciding to reinforce its own defenses and allow the tide of undead to wash over Paraz. The empire's decision doubled the pressure on Paraz, sealing the kingdom’s fate.
The geography of Paraz, while beautiful, proved to be both a blessing and a curse. The nation’s fertile valleys and waterways were ideal for agriculture and trade, but as the zombie hordes poured in, the smooth, gently rising terrain offered little natural defense. In a desperate attempt to survive, the people of Paraz diverted the undead into their many gorges and caves, using the landscape as a series of traps and choke points. These efforts slowed the advancing hordes, but it was ultimately not enough.
The Kingdom of Paraz fell, its cities overrun, and its once-flourishing culture drowned beneath the relentless tide of the undead. Its legacy lives on in scattered survivors and the enduring influence of its art, theater, and halfling traditions, but the land itself is now a wasteland of death and decay, haunted by the memories of what it once was.