A man with fiery red hair and neatly trimmed beard sat looking down from his throne at the messenger before him. The messenger had just returned from the colonies in the Ezaes northern islands. The messenger knelt before the man, looking at the floor, not able to even look at him.  “Well, what have you to report that allows you …

King Aled had a headache. That was nothing new when he was at court, the nobles loved doing that. It had become an unofficial sport to cause the king stress at court, one that the dukes loved to partake in. The difference was that this headache was caused by a noble who was not even there. Nor were they a …

Roan had been wondering why he had been invited to take part in this meeting and then promptly ignored whilst all the decisions were being made. Why was he even allowed to be hearing how the territory would be run when he was not even a knight of Viscount Fiton? The invitation to become his knight made everything clear. He …

As it turned out, it was much harder to garrison a town than it was to garrison a castle. Between the worse defences and larger area to cover the garrison for Mapjess would be at least triple the size of the garrison of Cliforge. And with it went Braydon’s hopes of a large army. Just under ⅓ of all of …

Braydon’s first impression upon taking a closer look at the residence of Baron Monrow was that he now knew where he got all the money to wear the latest trends of the capital. His house was pretty bare, with the exception of the rooms that he would take guests. The man had loved sticking noble etiquette, so it was no …

Braydon felt quite relaxed. A couple of the sources of his headaches had been dealt with, he now had a foothold on the Fiverian side of the Brimstones and now controlled a fairly large population centre. It did not mean that all his problems were gone but he thought that he could go at a more steady pace for a …

Braydon sat in his office looking at a sealed letter. It had taken a long time but it had been written. An exhausted Nela sat on the chair opposite, she had not expected that Baron Abel was so bad at writing letters. It had nothing to do with him trying to be deceitful in his wording, the man’s writing had …

Rhydian’s predictions had almost come true. When Braydon’s men appeared at Baron Abel’s residence, they came face to face with the man. He was part way through boarding a carriage with far more luggage than a normal trip would need. It caused Braydon to sweat with how close a call it was. Had they been any later, the man could …

Braydon was much happier with this battle. Not because it was easier, or because it was one sided, but because he could charge in with the first of his men. A battlefield was considerably different to a siege battle. It was much safer to be one of the first people in than going up enemy walls. Rhydian had nothing to …

With Baron Monrow dead, the remaining men in the mansion decided to give up. There was no real point in fighting on anyway. Braydon was glad for it, he would not need to lose more men before his next battle. Now all that he had to do here was round up the rest of his men, and find out how …