At the border of the Chronicles there's the story of a small arcadiani's village, a village by the name of Viggiail.
Situated on a small plateau at the foot of Kar'Maer heights, Viggiail overlook on the tranquil waters of Specchiolago beside the Vecchia Strada which from Monte Ventoso leads to Colline dei Girasoli.
Its inhabitants are not great heroes or lords but simple people who live of their daily work, unaware of the great events which disturb the peace of Mondo di Mezzo...
They are not rich, nor particularly educated, and each of them carries on the craft learned from fathers, allowing themselves very little recreation after a long days of hard work, and if you were to ask a passer information about them he would respond:
"Let them lose, sir, are just boors!"
Something weird is happened during the night to the crop fields out of Viggiail...