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[h2][color=9e0b0f]Wilhelm the Black Blade[/color][/h2]
Husband of Onyx ([@Vesuvius00]) and Amalia ([@Belle])
Interacting with Amalia[/center]

Wilhelm ate in silence, occasionally stopping to observe his brides as they ate. They seemed to have some trouble with the food, but that was typical. The flora and fauna in Drakka were from very different from that of Gemmenia, after all, it was only natural that their taste and texture was different. And Gems, frail creatures that they were, almost universally had difficulty adjusting. Less experienced bride takers might punish Gems who showed this difficulty outwardly; Wilhelm did not. If they were destined to survive they would adapt as they needed to, so long as they attempted to aid it.

[b]"Forgive me for questioning milord, but I am curious. How far away is your home?"[/b] Amalia asked. [b]"What is it like? I was raised in a coastal area, so I have always wondered what snow is like. Does it ever snow in your land?"[/b]

[color=9e0b0f][b]"Castle Nachtstone is quite a distance from here,"[/b][/color] he replied, [color=9e0b0f][b]"With speed and fortune we will arrive shortly after sunrise tomorrow. Without, perhaps closer to midday. It lies at the base of a ring of mountains that forms a natural barricade. A particular ore ideal for crafting weapons can be mined there, and it is upon that which my family has prospered. Among other more valorous deeds, of course."[/b][/color]

[color=9e0b0f][b]"It is a castle of blackened stone and iron,"[/b][/color] he continued nonchalantly, [color=9e0b0f][b]"And it sits in the midst of a small settlement where live the slave races as well as some lesser Drakken. They manage the mines and quarries. You will be dwelling in the castle. As for snow, that must be found further in among the peaks. At Nachtstone you will find only harsh ice, come winter."[/b][/color]

[color=9e0b0f][b]"Dress warmly and watch your step when that arrives,"[/b][/color] he added wryly.

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Wilhelm discusses some details of his home, and dashes Amalia's hopes for snow. Because I'm a terrible person.
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