The Silver Lily

[tadabug2000 4922]

 

Blinding white meets one's vision, perhaps that of the snow greeting those of Vuillermoz that morning, wind funneling in past the hills and mountains encompassing the sleepy town. Eagles, while often solitary animals, are aplenty, swooping down and about the skies as they take their morning flight, majestic wings spreading wide in a dazzling sight of delight for the young grand-Heiress.

Citizens have just begun to wake up, the rays of the sun casting against the snow and reflecting off of it in a dance of its own. It’d still be early yet for the town, though the clashing of shields and blade could be heard from up the hill, the Order of the Silver Eagle in full training mode. This, of course, was why the Lady had awoken earlier than she’d usually might.

She’d struggle with the mountain path winding up past the windmill, frost whipping against her face and turning her cheeks a rosey flush for her efforts. Though, through pure determination and will, she’d make her way to the top of that steep incline and take in the magnificence of the bastion.

The tower loomed high, connected to a multitude of other buildings and was made entirely of stone, snow glinting off the roof in a variation as to the colors represented. Her trek was not made for this, though, and so her attention turned to that of those training. The young girl of nine breath hefted, catching in her throat as she’d tuck her furs close against her, warding off the chill even as her chest warmed with excitement and delight.

Company Men.

Oh, how the thought went through her mind like a wildfire!

To see their blades clashing harshly against each other, shields bashing and the thundering sound of boots moving as they kept their movements constant. It was all so exciting for one such Johanne Vuiller.

A company man is knocked off his feet, another swigs water from a canteen as sweat poured from the early morning workout. Her Uncle barked out words, undecipherable past the roaring wind and the Company Men gathered, falling into formation.

The girl watched with bated breath as they went through varying forms, the early morning light soon turning to that of noon, the snow but a mere flurry and the training coming to an end.

Johanne Alstromeria Vuiller knew without a doubt that when she took over as Viscountess, she’d offer only the best for her Company Men. Plans began immediately, perhaps that of blueprints as to what things would change and what she would keep as is.

And thus the lily began its bloom.

 

Spoiler

For those interested in joining the first Free Company of Oren, the Order of the Silver Eagle, you can contact me at tadabug2000 or beautifulwatty#6584. That or simply join the discord. https://discord.gg/QuEM8Bvwvc

 

[i.uomini 2552]

Nyxx Gannon did not particularly care about orenian companies, but would most certainly join some battles if pvp was involved!