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Caledonia. The Northern portion of Insula Britannia, designated by the rather rueful roman rampart of Antoninus, is a deeply divided place. A long planned strike at the heart of their newest foe was preempted by the brutal invasion of Áengus Mac Áedán, and though the man died of cold mid-campaign, his aim of breaking the back of their confederation was accomplished. The once mighty Fortriu were laid low, and if any kin of that tribe yet lives, they are more hidden than the thoughts of women are to men.
Five score and five years hence, and the Picts are as disunified as ever:
The tribe of Fib are Gododdin dogs, the Fotla find comfort under their Dál Riatan yokes, The Fidach are a shadow of what they once were, and the Cait are too occupied cowering in their cairs. But Ce and Circind remain true; their spears are sharp and their memories are long, and they forget not that an eye is repaid for an eye, and a tooth for tooth.