• SoyViking [he/him]@hexbear.net
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    2 months ago

    The sacrilegious attempt on the Orange Troll King’s life by a mere peasant had caused great upheaval in the realm. The noblemen who had stood in open rebellion against king Brandon the Feeble-minded had rescinded their pursuits, renewing their allegiance to the house of Brandon. They were fearful that the heavens might think of them rebelling not only against king Brandon but against the divinely ordained order of the world itself.

    Yet beneath the surface discontent still brewed as many a nobleman still felt his heart gripped with fear for the fate of his fiefs should Brandon still occupy the Throne of Skulls come winter. Brandon who was once known as a cruel and ruthless warlord but he was now frail and old, his mind forever lost in the mists of old age. All the soothsayers of the realm were foretelling that the threads of fate had already be firmly woven so that the defenses of the realm would surely fall, should Brandon still be seated on the Throne of Skulls come winter and the charges of the Orange Troll King and his foul hordes leading to the Orange Troll King being seated on the Throne of Skulls come spring, the lands of the realm being given as fiefs to his trolls and goblins. After falling silent for a few days, you again started to hear whispers of treason and rebellion in the shadows of the Great White Hall as plotters seemed to recruit co-conspirators among the aging king’s most trusted servants.