Théodred Heavenshield
Norbæn Véurr
.. and let the man be born.
He had been summon. On this fair day, Théo had received a message from his grandpapa, King Dawnbringer to meet him in the training hall toward the back of the Grand Hall. That was it, no other words had been delivered by the steward that had awoken him from his bed. Théo would not question the summon, instead he bounded out of bed and dressed as quickly as he could. In such haste, Théo had to return to his room twice as he had forgotten something or other,one being his boots and one being his sword.
Hoping along the corridor, trying to pull on his boot, his long sword smack against his legs, naturally this method of boot putting on, is ineffective and only wastes further time, so he stopped and leaned against the wall to complete the task. He is late and so he runs.
Pushing open a wood door, a stream of daylight filters into the room from a hole in the center of the roof, there is a small fire place in the middle, which is not lit but sits ready. It is a circular room that Théo has never seen before and he marveled that he had missed this! He had thought he knew the Grand Hall backward.
His leather boots scuffed against the dirt floor as he walked the circular room, there is nothing in here to indicate what it is used for, only a line of benches circumnavigate the wall, however a curious thing caught his eye, as their appeared to be dark patches staining the floor. They looked old as if whatever had left the stain had dried up. Théo crouched down and touched it with his finger tips, before rubbing the soil in his hand and raised it to smell. It is blood ..
He stood up, brushed his hands of the dirt while wonder about this place his grandpapa had asked to meet him.
Tháinbroek
Training room ..
[member="Thrand Dawnbringer"]
He had been summon. On this fair day, Théo had received a message from his grandpapa, King Dawnbringer to meet him in the training hall toward the back of the Grand Hall. That was it, no other words had been delivered by the steward that had awoken him from his bed. Théo would not question the summon, instead he bounded out of bed and dressed as quickly as he could. In such haste, Théo had to return to his room twice as he had forgotten something or other,one being his boots and one being his sword.
Hoping along the corridor, trying to pull on his boot, his long sword smack against his legs, naturally this method of boot putting on, is ineffective and only wastes further time, so he stopped and leaned against the wall to complete the task. He is late and so he runs.
Pushing open a wood door, a stream of daylight filters into the room from a hole in the center of the roof, there is a small fire place in the middle, which is not lit but sits ready. It is a circular room that Théo has never seen before and he marveled that he had missed this! He had thought he knew the Grand Hall backward.
His leather boots scuffed against the dirt floor as he walked the circular room, there is nothing in here to indicate what it is used for, only a line of benches circumnavigate the wall, however a curious thing caught his eye, as their appeared to be dark patches staining the floor. They looked old as if whatever had left the stain had dried up. Théo crouched down and touched it with his finger tips, before rubbing the soil in his hand and raised it to smell. It is blood ..
He stood up, brushed his hands of the dirt while wonder about this place his grandpapa had asked to meet him.