False Kings and Feral Things
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Last published Sun, Aug 9, 2020
The Sigilius Line has ruled the Kingdom of Askon for nearly a thousand years, often wavering on the side of too private and looking for too much power. The family shut themselves out of its peoples eyes after the unknown destruction of the capital and its residents.
Luce has come far from growing up in the mountains with her tribe. She learned to become a skilled swordsman and archer long before she moved into the world as the Bloody General. What is left when the world you built for yourself comes crashing down?
Spencer was destined to be put in power, becoming advisor to the King as soon as he could to obtain a say in the world. Growing up in the lap of luxury in the richest family in Askon, there was no doubt he would find a high ranking job.
Aven was born unlucky, not sure where he belonged. He felt he was supposed to do something more than fake his own death and change his name, even if it is posing as an innkeeper in the new capital.
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