A long… long time ago, in which curved segments were no thing… there existed 2 kingdoms.

The first of two kingdoms, was the Kingdom of Red Crimson, and they claimed hold of the Austerian river. Their rival, the Duchy of Polymosa, also laid claim to it.
Their armies battled for days and days, but when Winter set in, both were forced to retreat in fear of a lack of supplies.

After a brief conference, both sides agreed to send forth their champions, Brores the Red, and Frisin the Swift. The two warriors met in the now Winter Wonderland, and commenced battle after introductions.

The battle was long and hard fought, both men suffering detrimental wounds, Brores shield cracked, Frisin’s sword a fragment of it’s former self.
But happy end this story has not, as both men soon succumbed to their wounds and the cold. Laying down arms, they lay a mere meter from each other’s corpse, their weapons signifying their final resting place.

The river in which both fighters fought so their countrymen could claim laid neutral after so, ending the Austerian Border conflict.