[center][color=mediumturquoise]------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------[/color] [img]https://i.ytimg.com/vi/njiFbOIeP4Y/hqdefault.jpg[/img] [color=mediumturquoise]------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------[/color][/center] The world of Handon had been at relative peace for decades, tragedy came as it always did but left just as any guest who outstayed its welcome. Great and lesser houses enjoyed the comfort of a supportive king, long cooperation, and few conflicts. What the youth of the coming age did not know was that this time was to come to an end. Not only would the peaceful, static life style that they had to come expect in their isolated nobility but the world they never knew beyond the occasional glance at a map and numbing lectures by tutors too will change. Clouds cloaked the oncoming night, swallowing all in darkness besides some budding, village lights burning with the tenacity of timid glow worms. The keeps walls moaned as the rain battered against it. Guards retreated to their barracks in order to not slip constantly on the rounded blocks, secure in the knowledge that if there were a force marching outside it would be cemented in slippery mud. Reports will come in days later than even in the deserts, an unnatural rain had flooded sand in dangerous waves down all its mounds and hills. This night will bring three things with it, the first is the storm, the second is Merin decision to come, the third is...well... a letter... [center] [color=goldenrod]------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------[/color] [color=Moccasin][i]The years is 1089, 4, 12. The age of the fisher, and 3 months before the great King Merin's 99th birthday. I write to inform all Great Houses that the Mixing of the Lands has come to pass. A tradition set forth by the second king of Handon; Makon Berethen, in which five chosen youth, eligible to marry , will live in a willing rival families home for the purpose of increasing their lore, wisdom, experience, and to encourage the finding of partners between powers. Whom will be sent is chosen by the family, traditionally, but in the event that an authority is not able to do it within a week, then the King will decide. The length of the stay is 2 months, but a longer period may be discussed between the authorities of each House. House Vidokar will be hosting for House Ap'Arthmael [b]=======================================================[/b] House Bosanda will be hosting for House Pheonix [b]======================================================[/b] House Noire will be hosting for House Verolin [b]====================================================== [/b] Members of the family are reminded that during this period official forces from the capital will be supporting the retainers sent with the guests. The accompanying guards are official hands of the kings own authority, whom will include a small league of veteran knights. These men are to make sure that despite any differences that may arise they will not harm either houses directly or indirectly. [/i][/color] [color=goldenrod]------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------[/color] [/center]