Today, the dream of a man who's eyes are set on the future, has been realized. The building of the small city of Lorn has begun. This minor power will bring a safe haven to an evil ravaged land. Guards will be posted to keep peace in the city's streets, no violence or threats are within. The monsters of the night, and the viciousness of the people who lurk in the shadows will not find their way into our fortress. Our city is one of peace and prosperity, where all who dream of equality may dwell.
Our beloved city will hold stalls for the most zealous of merchants, down to the lowliest of workers. Those who find their way to our city in need, will be helped. The starving will be fed, the dedicated will be rewarded, and the weak will be protected. Our creed declares that we must uphold our laws, and protect those within our borders. Criminals will be dealt with harshly, we will not abide by thieves and thugs lurking our streets. Our populace will feel secure in the environment we bring.
The tiers in our city are as follows, the first tier is for merchants and tradesman alike. The second tier is housing for those who can afford it, and shelter for those who cannot. The third and final tier is for the nobility, this by no means restricts those who are not of noble status to stay out of this tier, status is but a word my friends.
My name is Sir Alric Auley Valarus, and this is my keep.