The Killing Of A Prince.

[Thu'um 530]

“The Killing of a Prince”

Baldur Ironheart, having sought out the blood of a true Vallark, had ventured Asulon seeking a Vallark that he could sink his hammer into. His long wait had at last came to a stop when Trivane Vallark had been walking down the bare streets in Arethor. He decided to take a few stops and purchase goods for his travel home to Tahnaki Castle but alas-- there would be no return. At first, the streets of Arethor were quite empty-- only the occasional Bank Guard to ensure the bank's security. It had only been 19 years since the birth of the young prince. He was created during the dawn of a small town deemed 'Azar' during the first years of Asulon. In his youth, the young Trivane sought to be educated by the Cloud Temple Monks until his mother contracted an illness and perished. His father, Renati Vallark, was at the time the Lord of a small town named Azar. The Vallark bloodline had been traced up to Renati and his two sons Aerios and Trivane. It was time Baldur could finally perform what he waited for his entire life.

“Drunken Murder.”

Having stopped for a brief moment in Arethor, Trivane decided to indulge in some wines from the Holy Spirits shop. He placed the mina on the table and retrieved his wine from the cabinet and proceeded to walk off. Baldur Ironheart noticed Trivane, but was not aware that he was a Vallark. Half Drunk, Trivane was not aware fully of Baldur's presence. Baldur quickly made his way to ask Trivane for some spirits. Trivane, already drunk, reluctantly handed Baldur some wine. The two conversed, and after a while Baldur decided to request Trivane's name, which Trivane so freely disclosed. The pair were Drunk but once Baldur realized Trivane was a Vallark he sprung into action. “Ey... Trivane..wana come over to dat fountain ova dere...hic!” “Acourse...hic!”. So the pair travelled on over to the fountain in the middle of Arethor where no one could see what was occurring. It was then Baldur took his strike. He reached over, still drunk, as Trivane was overlooking the Fountain. Trivane stood there innocently, and Baldur swung his hammer at Trivane's head. His corpse then fell into the fountain until later a child would find it in the morning. Baldur left without a trace.

[[Trivane is dead. I shall be joining the Subudai on another character due to the lack of role-play enjoyment or variety I have acquired. No various reasons or all of the sudden, he is dead. I want to experience new types of role-play other then 'noble' role-play. This is my chance at that.]]

[Ursolon 197]

*Baldur grins and thinks to himself as he walks down the road outside Arethor*

"Anot'er sorry lad down. T'e Vallark family t'is dwindlin'..."

[lugarthecougar 57]

*Duke Guivret walks around the outskirts of Ursakar, thinking back on events that have passed, he suddenly remembers his friend Baldur and wonders what has become of him..*

((I'll miss Trivane, he provided some interesting RP between the two duchies.))