Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2015 23:39:02 GMT -5
The twelfth day of the month seemed an ordinary day in the lives of the Romanov family or as ordinary as one could be in their context. Death had plagued the family for a few years now only seeming to end half a year ago with the coming to power of Lord Marcus Romanov as Duke of Vasile. Yet, blood and conflict never seemed to be so distant. Word had spread of the attack on the princesses during their travel from Vanderhall to Lockewood. Spies from across Vasile had been given the task of discovering who had been behind the bold attempt, but no names or tracks were discovered in the days following it. A mystery that had been brushed as lacking importance by many in the court of Vanderhall. Tales of groups raiding caravans wasn't common lately, but not unheard of in the region and many had merely thought the issue as a circumstance of time more than any true planning to it.
Miles away from Lockewood, the streets of Vanderhall had turned into a zone of open conflict for a matter of minutes as Lord Marcus Romanov found himself at the center of an attempt on his life by a group of what seemed mercenaries. The attack had been able to be repelled and all of the aggressors had been slaughtered before any mortal wound could be done to the ruling duke. Word had spread across the streets and was slowly making its way across the region, but it would take numerous days before the other regions of the kingdom would get word of it.
The day had been ordinary for the young Romanov lord as he took a seat at the table that had become his evening home since his arrival in Lockewood. A few of the men that had travelled with him from Vanderhall were seated around the table with him as they shared drinks and spoke of their day. All of them ignorant of the attempt that had been made on the life of their ruling duke. Cheers, laughter and music from a bard played echoed throughout the wooden walls of the tavern.
The tavern was filled with a mixture of men and women, most were of common ancestry only continuing their ordinary lives in this world. Wilhelm sipped from his cup as his brown eyes glanced across the room at the women and men dancing, drinking and enjoying the moment of debauchery before them. The crowd prevented Wilhelm from seeing a group of men seated at a table by the tavern's door who drank silently while glancing around the room every few minutes as if they were awaiting something to happen.
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Miles away from Lockewood, the streets of Vanderhall had turned into a zone of open conflict for a matter of minutes as Lord Marcus Romanov found himself at the center of an attempt on his life by a group of what seemed mercenaries. The attack had been able to be repelled and all of the aggressors had been slaughtered before any mortal wound could be done to the ruling duke. Word had spread across the streets and was slowly making its way across the region, but it would take numerous days before the other regions of the kingdom would get word of it.
The day had been ordinary for the young Romanov lord as he took a seat at the table that had become his evening home since his arrival in Lockewood. A few of the men that had travelled with him from Vanderhall were seated around the table with him as they shared drinks and spoke of their day. All of them ignorant of the attempt that had been made on the life of their ruling duke. Cheers, laughter and music from a bard played echoed throughout the wooden walls of the tavern.
The tavern was filled with a mixture of men and women, most were of common ancestry only continuing their ordinary lives in this world. Wilhelm sipped from his cup as his brown eyes glanced across the room at the women and men dancing, drinking and enjoying the moment of debauchery before them. The crowd prevented Wilhelm from seeing a group of men seated at a table by the tavern's door who drank silently while glancing around the room every few minutes as if they were awaiting something to happen.
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(OPEN to everyone, just PM me first so I can make you aware of the events to unfold in the thread.)