The First Fennic Bloodline Summit
Scribed by Vytrek Tundrak, 1746
From war to war, prince to prince, crisis to crisis – we have wandered in deafening silence. The Principality is mute. Its policy is decided not by booming voices in the halls of our ancestors, but by whispers in the backrooms of a bereft citadel – no longer a fortress-haven for our people, but a haven from them. In empty halls, empty hearths; the price of surreptitious rule.
But, we are a persistent people. Our histories are filled with trials to befit only the children of winter itself. Time and ti