Upheaval

[Hedonism 254]

Battered and beaten, the young prince had made it back to Savoy in the late hours of the night. He sat alone in a dim candlelight, his wife having retreated to rest after cleaning and bandaging his wounds. Pain and anger engulfed him as the situation had replayed itself in chaotic thoughts. A young knight, younger than even he, had given his life to protect and serve his own impulsive actions. Every ragtag member of their band, for that fact, showed the sheer loyalty of Savoyards even in the face of death itself. The young prince had known the Knight not only as Ser, but Page Emery, Squire Emery. The two shared age, only differing in a mere four years. Their first encounter, in the rains, in the courtyard of Geldern. Only one now lives to recollect such a bittersweet memory. Surging with zeal in honor of the Knight Emery's memory, Elias rose from his seat, the dimly lit candle put out as he uttered few words,

"Blood for Ashford."

 

 

[Pureimp10 5691]

"Emery was a fine man, though there was no need for him to insult the Emperor as he did. Regardless, there are dwarves to kill," Britannus would say, speaking to Mylas about the event.

[Jonificus 2741]

Ser Caspar hears of the events in Felsen as he returns back to Geldern from his biweekly hunting trip "Hrmpf.." He unsheathes his skinning knife and puts in yet another notch on his sword handle.  "I don't think I will live to see the end of this one, my friend." He mutters to his hound, scoffing as he thinks back on all the vile sights and sounds in civil wars.