Rider in the Night | Looking for Players

[Treshure 5818]

 

 

On quiet Illatian nights, no news came as this.

 

Willem had been resting beneath a colorful tent, sewn at the behest of traveling Illatian merchants in their flight from Adria. The group moved a motley few hundred - the last remnants of a proud culture stemming from the Empires of old, the Empires of the White Rose and Chivay. A persistent drizzle had stopped the assembly in the dead of night, the mud setting deep and intently to stop their forward march.

 

And so Willem lay, thinking. He tried to think of warm Illatian nights, singing and dancing in the open northern airs. Wine kissed breath and girls on each arm. He brought the fantasy to vivid lengths. Such a fantasy roused by a knock on the support pillar of Willem’s tent. He brought his attention upwards to his good friend, Bernarto.

 

“What is it?” Willem asked, still lying on his back with the soft furs aneath.

“A rider in the night,” Bernarto motioned, a letter in his hand. “Straight from the Crownlands. Said it was urgent business.” With that, he tossed it to Willem.

 

Willem watched him leave with an air of suspicion. Who had wanted to contact him? He was a lowly burgher, if at that. Mere fodder for any high lord of Carolustadt to beckon him. Regardless, he slid a knife across the seal and opened the contents of the letter.

“I write to you from the Crownlands…” His eyes flew over the prelude. “Brother from afar…”

Willem rose in his bed.

“Separated at birth…” His hands, scratching eagerly at the parchment. “The blood of old Illatia still lives…”

Willem began a low croak in his throat, “Bernarto..”

“Christened at birth…”

“You, Leon Nicator”

“HOLY CANNOLI!” Willem shrieked, kicking out his legs from under him.

Bernarto stormed the tent from outside, looking around for apparent danger. “What is it, Willem?!”

“Who’s that?” Willem asked.

“I’m not for these games at this bloody hour!” Bernarto proclaimed in a furious whisper.

Willem rose to greet his cuz by the shoulders, overcome with a broad joy. “I am not Willem. I am Leon. And I have family to write to.”

 

 

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Howdy folks. I'm looking for people to play in my upcoming family Nicator. It is primarily Illatian, having a long history of played characters spanning back to Anthos. If you're interested, please add me on Discord at Treshure#1981. Thanks!

 

[Lark 2227]

((Using french for italians...No no...you need this. 

 

[sophiaa 778]

((lovely))

[LatzMomo 2088]

((Can I be the quartermaster for the families armors?

[DarkElfs 160]

((nice read. Just if I wasn't already got two mains right now. My Highlander and dark elf. But I hope your family goes up in the world

[osumanduas 1442]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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