Idlis was a hamlet of twenty eight people. Most of them worked on nearby farms, and their church doubled as their community centre and town hall.
The people of this quaint establishment had already been giving trouble to the garrison of Madnal soldiers occupying the village, while the greater war raged on.
Upon witnessing Dheolos, in person, miraculously alive, they welcomed him with open arms.
Within minutes, half the hamlet was barricaded inside the church, while the other half quickly plotted on how to dispose of the Madnal garrison.
Meanwhile, Dheolos keenly got to work writing a constitution and Declaration of Sovereignty.
As he wrote, he mulled over a name for the makeshift country, born out of resistance and rebellion against the Madnal army invading his homeland. The Duchy of Dheolos, he thought.
He took his time, thinking over his words, calmly, but meaningfully writing the uniting document behind what he hoped could escalate to be more than ten thousand people.
As he wrote, he could hear a clash of metal as around a dozen of his infant nation took up arms, and began slaughtering the small group of soldiers.
Given some paper and coloured inks, he designed a new flag, a horizontal tricolour of purple, to symbolise strong leadership, white, to symbolise land and country, and orange,
to symbolise the Velsarran motherland, with the Dheolos family crest in the centre. The design was given to the village seamstress, who began sewing up a flag.
The village began erecting basic defenses. A wooden pike wall around, a scaffold rampart, a watchtower, a holding cell, and a secret arsenal.
A village of the fastest carpenters in the country, Dheolos thought to himself. This new state was very delicate at this point.
The young politician and popular figurehead would have to spread the revolt quickly, otherwise it would be stomped out by a larger Madnal force before it could even take root.
Nonetheless, the inception of a new nation came about. Within a few hours, a flag flew from the church, and multiple copies of the constitution had already been written.
Whether this new, fledgling nation would grow and become able to hold its own weight, or whether it would flop at the arrival at Madnal reinforcements,
the people of Idlis were honoured to be a part of it.