Setting

Whilst the Blue Dragonarmy laid siege to the Tower of the High Clerist,another lesser known battle raged near the port city of Balifor.The 3rd Black Dragonarmy,under the command of the renegade Black Robe Wizard Solomon Greyhawk met a Solamnic force led by his brother Master of Roses Ascoss Greyhawk.So great were the magics unleashed during this battle,that they tore at the fabric of being and created a vortex.When this magical maelstrom had finished it's horrendous assault upon the field,both armies were gone.The combatants missed not a moment,and found themselves locked in battle on a desolate plain.Both sides were taken aback by this occurence,and froze momentarily in shock.Solomon took this opportunity to slay his brother Ascoss with a bolt of lightning,thereby throwing the Solamnics into retreat.Solomon did not order his army to follow the routing Knights,instead heading in the opposite direction,to explore this strange land.The Dragonarmy came to the city of Melvaunt,and laid siege to it immediately.Melvaunt fell within two days,under a barrage of magics,and the depredations of Solomon's flight of black dragons.The Solamnics,in the meanwhile,encountered the ogres of Glister,and were forced into battle with their evil humanoid hordes.After two weeks of bloody fighting,and the loss of many brave Knights,the Solamnics raised their banners over Glister's walls.

That was sixty years ago.

The year 1372 DR,finds the Solamnics in full control of the majority of Thar.Their numbers have grown to twice what they had at the time of the displacement,and some natives have even been accepted into the Knightly Orders.The Solamnics are ruled by the son of Solomon,Master of Justice Brae Greyhawk,and his cousins,Ascoss' sons,Beloir and Mantice.The three Lords are wise,but aged by the years since being cast to this alien place.All are in their late seventies,and their health is failing quickly.Though the Knighthood is strong,the Greyhawks fear they will leave no suitable candidates for rulership when they are gone.Their hopes rest on the slim shoulders of Sarah,daughter of Brae,Squire of the Crown,and her comrades.

The Black Dragonarmy in Melvaunt has grown to enormous proportion,in comparison to what it was upon the magical catastrophe that stranded them on Abeir-Toril.Solomon is still in power,his abilities in the art of magic having grown to a hitherto unseen level known to those of his fellows.His apprentices claim that his skill almost reaches that of Nuitari himself,though these may be intrigues planted by Solomon himself to inspire fear,and keep him safe from treachery.He is most certainly counted among the premier mages of the Realms.Where his son,and nephews,have aged naturally over the last sixty years,Solomon looks to be a man in his late twenties,most likely thanks to his magics.With Melvaunt his,and the Dragonarmy strong,Solomon has opened negotiations with the Zhentarim in an accord that would see his influence spread across the Heartlands,bringing him much more wealth,and personal power.Solomon likes his new home,away from the wants of a goddess that holds no power here.