King Reginald surveyed his lands from the top of the tower that served as his castle. Not that he could see much; the tower was located at the bottom of a deep canyon. Basically, his lands consisted of a spring, the path it had carved over the course of thousands of years, and mines dug over hundreds of years.
Fortune had smiled on Reginald: a deposit of rubies had been found. Needless to say, he bought weapons and assumed a warlike posture against a neighbouring kingdom that was perfect for raising pigs; bacon, pork, and ham would soon be his.
