for as long as anyone can remember, the fenrir family bloodline has comforta
bly resided in their castle. with substantial wealth and a robust army guardin
g every inch of the kingdom, the idea of the years-long peace ending has nev
er crossed their minds. the rich thrive off the efforts of the less fortunate, t
he royal guards swiftly quell any hint of rebellion, and every string is pulled
precisely to keep the upper class content. this is how it's always been, and h
ow it will always be.
far from the clutches of soldiers and law, deep within the land, resides a ragt
ag group. young and bright-eyed, they are trained to fend for themselves wit
h quick wit, sharp tongues, and even sharper blades. this group does whatev
er is necessary to survive, from thievery to ambushing supply carts on their w
ay to the castle's walls. they welcome any misfit who stumbles upon their pa
th, discarding their birth names and adopting those of creatures,embracing t
heir new identity away from the service of royals.
summer has finally breathed life over the countryside, bringing warm nights
and plentiful food to the rich forests. the last season was a ruthless one wit
h the loss of a group member to the hands of guards. murmurs of a lost princ
e bubble in the taverns of small towns, and a curious new member refuses to
admit how they discovered the family of creatures.
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