IvTao
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A young Ehissra, much more youthful, just as fit, if not only a bit frail was standing alongside the guards of his father, a noble of Kro Var. He was only 15, but literally one of the best fighters, and shapers in his Fathers service. They were given an task to work with the personal guard of the daughter of the Emperor of the time. Tension was running extremely high all across the lands, clans were fighting for power, and lives were in danger. His blue durasteel armor was what he was clad in, obviously seeing him stand out amongst the other two officers with him.
Their mission? Well it evolved eliminating the remnants of a rival clan, one that pestered the Emperor, and those than his father disliked. As much as an assignment this was, it was also to establish even more relations between his father and the Emperor. Although it was also to further his fathers own agenda. They awaited the arrival of the one who went by the name of Morna. The name Cao remembered, it seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place his finger on it.
[member="Morna Imura"]
Their mission? Well it evolved eliminating the remnants of a rival clan, one that pestered the Emperor, and those than his father disliked. As much as an assignment this was, it was also to establish even more relations between his father and the Emperor. Although it was also to further his fathers own agenda. They awaited the arrival of the one who went by the name of Morna. The name Cao remembered, it seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place his finger on it.
[member="Morna Imura"]