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[Adin Blackwind]

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Adin paced back and forth in the grass during the early morning. Early enough that a light mist huged the ground and yet it was attempting to escape the rising sun. Adin paused and turned towards the rising sun. The first of its rays began to wash away the nights chill.

*horses neigh nearby*

Three riders remain mounted on their horses nearby watching for Adin's command. They wear the colors of the old Blackwind regime. One then speaks out to the young noble.

"My Lord Adin, Have you come to a decision?"

Adin kept his back turned toward the three a moment longer before turning to address them.

"I have chosen to accept King Skyfire's endorcement for my crown and accept his offer of vassalage."

The rider who spoke before retorts.

"this is not what your father would have wanted My Lord. You are destined for far greater things than servitude."

Adin glared at the rider. "I will do what I must in order to save the legacy of Blackwind. King Skyfire is a noble man. You should respect him as much as I."

The rider lowered his head. "Forgive me my lord, I did not mean that he was not worthy of your services. I was stating that the pride of Blackwind was not one so easily forgotten."

Adin looked toward the half risen sun before speaking again. "I have no other option. My step mother has exiled us from our ansestral home. We have no choice but to start anew. Our history is what defines us. Our ways shall never be forgotten and those who seek to oppose us shall know that the bite of truth shall sting."

Adin raised his hand to dismiss the riders. They turned and headed towards Sanctus to deliver the news to the King.