A Step Into The Old Ways

[yopplwasupxxx 5946]

King Lachlan Mor, the first of his name, stood silent in the Auld, his head bowed low to the shrine of Gronn, the life-giver. Knights stood around him, Sir Derick Heinzreich, Sir Eddard Armas, Grand Marshall Gavin Douglas, High Treasurer Eachenn McKay, and Belondric Armas, themselves at a knee, their heads as low as Lachlan's. As the Adunian King stood up, the wind blew past Gronn's tree, the Heartfire of Thronn flickering in glory. Father Vaerus stood infront of them all, his golden staff shining from the stars in the dark night.

 

As the Adunian King stood, he proclaim, "We have strayed too far from our old ways! From our ancestors! We must look in the example of our founder father, Harren, true born son of Horen! Before Lord Braen Elendil, followed true clan, Clan Harren! Now they shall again!" The Adunian King unsheathed the holy Adunian blade, Durendal, lifting it up to the sky "For Harren! For Adunia!"

 

((Edit: Clan Elendil is now Clan Harren, just for clarification.))

[Glyc 234]

Eachenn stands beside his friends and his king, grinning at his lieges words. As they depart he grumbles under his breath. "McKay soun's bettah tho'"

[Hanrahan 2983]

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[Moot 1719]

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