In Freljord there is a place called Rakelstake. This place serves as the Capital for the united city state. Here we find a castle or pure ice where the King and queen reside. Together they work hard to provide equality to every single Freljordian clan. As well as provide protection to their people.
As we approach the castle, and explore inside we see many barbarians standing guard outside the throne room. The outside is loud from the barbarians discussing, arm wrestling, and just plain rough housing. Inside however it's quiet.
Here we find Tryndamere doing paper work, something he hated doing with a passion. He screamed to the door. "Keep it quiet out there." As the outside quieted down, he continued his work.
The doors of the throne room were always open to anyone who need to see him for business or just to have a chat with him.
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Post by Victus Brightblade on Dec 30, 2012 7:56:20 GMT -5
December 30, 22 CLE
Victus walked into Rakelstake, his helmet hiding his disappointment for the other barbarians. He saw them undisciplined. He understood why they were, but he didn't like it. He was raised Demacian, and order and structure were a way of life.
He walked into the throne room and knelt before the king.
"King Tryndamere, Blade of the North, Wolf of Freljord, King of the Barbarian Clans and the Clans of the Frozen Sisters, I request a council."
Victus walked into Rakelstake, his helmet hiding his disappointment for the other barbarians. He saw them undisciplined. He understood why they were, but he didn't like it. He was raised Demacian, and order and structure were a way of life.
He walked into the throne room and knelt before the king.
"King Tryndamere, Blade of the North, Wolf of Freljord, King of the Barbarian Clans and the Clans of the Frozen Sisters, I request a council."
Tryndamere had a steel table in front of him where he was working. He looked up and saw a warrior he had no met before appear before him asking for some of his time. Tryndamere saw this as an opportunity to stop from his work. He stood up from his throne, and with one harm moved the enormous steel table with ease. He sat back down and looked at the warrior.
Very well.... Do you have a name you wished to be addressed as?
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Post by Victus Brightblade on Dec 30, 2012 14:24:27 GMT -5
"25 years ago, Grimcleaver Clan's chief laid waste to a border town under the protection of Demacia. The loot was good and the men hadn't raided in years. Supplies were also needed. When they came back, they were followed by a Demacian patrol. They brought an army. Grimcleaver appears to have been butchered to the last man. I believe I am the only survivor, but I must look. I was hoping you could aid me. I will work for any service you give me."
"25 years ago, Grimcleaver Clan's chief laid waste to a border town under the protection of Demacia. The loot was good and the men hadn't raided in years. Supplies were also needed. When they came back, they were followed by a Demacian patrol. They brought an army. Grimcleaver appears to have been butchered to the last man. I believe I am the only survivor, but I must look. I was hoping you could aid me. I will work for any service you give me."
"Hmm, your clan was completely destroyed. I too am the only survivor of my clan. I had the kindness of my barbarian brother to aid me in my time of need. So I try to extend help to anyone in need." Tryndamere inspected him for a second. "And what type of help do you need?"
Post by Victus Brightblade on Dec 30, 2012 15:45:27 GMT -5
"Rumors, whispers, murmurs, anything. I was taken away from the burning village by the same Demacians who burned the place before the bodies of my family were chilled by the blizzard, so I know nothing. The Demacians thought to prevent future attacks with me as an envoy. I don't think that was the path for me. My blood is that of the North and part of me cannot forgive, which is something I think you also understand."
"Rumors, whispers, murmurs, anything. I was taken away from the burning village by the same Demacians who burned the place before the bodies of my family were chilled by the blizzard, so I know nothing. The Demacians thought to prevent future attacks with me as an envoy. I don't think that was the path for me. My blood is that of the North and part of me cannot forgive, which is something I think you also understand."
"I know exactly the feeling Victus. My family where killed by Noxian scum, and I swore that I would take revenge against them no matter the cost. Sadly Victus I haven't heard any rumors of your people, but I'll make sure to look into this." Tryndamere leans back on his throne. "Have you asked the Demacian prince? Perhaps he might actually be good for something."
Post by Victus Brightblade on Dec 30, 2012 22:01:04 GMT -5
"Better still, I asked those who lead the attack. They only saw the dead at their feet. Their eyes did not stray towards the horizon. It matters not. I doubt that any survivors ran far in that storm. I thank you for keeping an ear open for anything and would request what sort of payment would compensate you."
"Better still, I asked those who lead the attack. They only saw the dead at their feet. Their eyes did not stray towards the horizon. It matters not. I doubt that any survivors ran far in that storm. I thank you for keeping an ear open for anything and would request what sort of payment would compensate you."
Tryndamere simply raises his hand in objection. "Please no payment is need. I haven't done anything that requires payment." He gets off his throne and approaches Victus. "But I'm always looking for strong friends to help Freljord in their time of need." Tryndamere extends his hand. "So what do you say friend?"
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