It was cold winter evening and everything wasn't same as usual for Merek Nightfire, He looked into the long mountain ranges north of the castle and got lost into thoughts again. Winter was 3 weeks ahead than usual this year, he could listen to local workers running in hurry below his chambers as his grandfather Lord Jon Nightfire ordered them to store food stocks for upcoming winter. His grandfather was lord of the holy castle of Nuria , castle in Curid empire region. Twelve strong, square towers have been build on various tactical spots for an ideal defense and are connected by enormous, wide walls made of black stone.
Tall windows are scattered thinly across the walls in an asymmetric pattern, along with symmetric crenelations for archers and artillery.
A moderate gate with colossal metal doors and strong defenses protects those in need from the treacherous lands outside, but it's not the only way in when you know the castle's secret passages.
Plain fields of a type of grass cover most of the fields outside of the castle, adding to the castle's aesthetics. This castle has stood the test of time and despite knowing some very rough times, the castle still stands and it looks like it will do so for many years to come.
House Nightfire is most ancient and powerful house in curid, some of his friends also tell him that Nightfires have magical powers but Merek didn't belived a word of it. How was he supposed to have magical powers if he is not even a pure Nightfire. They have two half moons facing each other in black and white as their coat of arms. And their words are as prestigious as any house, Fire and Moon. This house was guardian of Shrine of god of night which was destroyed in war with first Highlanton Dominion but still they remain most powerful in Curid but they also have overlords now which makes his grandfather hate Danes. His mother never revealed identity of his father to him and his grandfather insisted that he must use name of the Nightfires. All he knew that his father abandoned his mother when he heard about their baby. Which always makes him wonder whether he should be sad about never seeing his father or angry on his father on abandoning him and his mother. Truth to be told his grandfather never ever made him wish that he had a father. But somethings you can never really exchange. Its always been so hard for him. But the reason he was so lost in thought tonight was what happened earlier today. When he went to talk to his grandmother which he loves to do time to time as she can no longer walk . He overhead his mother talking to his grandmother when he was just about enter his grandmother's chambers when he heard someone talking in low voices. He wasn't planning on eavesdropping but what he heard made him do so.
"the time has come mother.. He will soon come to see him now that he's old enough and have achieved something"
His mother was a beautiful woman in her late thirties with long brown hair which reached till her waist. She had light blue eyes unlike him. Her looks were so much different thanhis. His grandfather always says that he is his father's copy.
Few know the true Sarah Nightfire, but two things you'll never forget are that she's responsible and observant. Of course she's also intelligent, resourceful and relaxed, but those are often overshadowed by tendencies of being venomous as well. She would do anything to protect her family and loved ones. She was strict and was very precise when he was a boy.
Her responsibility though, this is what she's most well-liked for. People often count on this and her hardworking nature.
Nobody's perfect of course and Sarah has a share of darker sides to deal with too. Her imprudence and power-hungry ways sour the mood many a time, though more on a personal level than for others.
Fortunately her observant nature helps keep them in check for at least a little.
" gods.. I don't know and I don't want to know how Jon and Merek are going to react ." He could tell his grandmother was worried and scared. She was a woman in her fifty. She was so much like his mother.
"I don't know mother.. He better not do something stupid"
Merek punched in air getting angry at his mother . " better not do something stupid she says.." All the time he asked her about his father she would make some excuse and change the topic. Why don't they trust him? He is Lord commander of castle watch though young he was there for a reason. He is better than everyone.
Merek Left for his chambers frowning all the way upto there. After kicking few things here and thee he looked in the mirror breathing heavily. White, sleek hair tight in a ponytail reveals a handsome, lively face. Dead green eyes, set thightly within their sockets, watch affectionately over his reflection in mirror. A goatee elegantly compliments his cheeks give him a royal look.457Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLUNvXUpfoL
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The face of Merek Nightfire or whatever the hell is his last name, lord commander of castle watch . He stands towering among others, trying to escape from reality of his presence and very existence.457Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY5u1DdujJw
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There's something enticing about him, perhaps it's his fortunate past or perhaps it's simply a feeling of isolation. But nonetheless, people tend to brag about knowing him, while trying to hide from him.
He was strong compared to his Nightfire cousins and he moved quickly up through ranks of Castle forces. He was a well trained fighter and squire for most respected knight in curid. He even won many local tournaments. His grandfather spent much time in making sure that Merek was good at everything , he always used to say "You must be good at everything compared to them so that one day you can take back what is rightfully yours"
He always wondered what was his grandfather talking about and it always irritates him. He sighed and took a long breath, cold air felt so good in his lungs.
"Merek?.. Are you there?" He heard a voice of his mother outside the door of his chamber.
"yes I am here mother.. What is it?" He yelled back after some time shaking his head and waking up from his thoughts.
"come over here son we need to talk"
Sudden excitement ran through merek's mind. Is it about he overhead in morning? Finally mother is going to tell him about his father? After all this years.
He ran inside room from his balcony. And saw his mother sitting on his bed looking worried. He saw into his mothers eyes, exactly like her grandmother and his girl cousins.
"So what is it mother?" He asked impatiently sitting beside her
He saw his mothers face change as if she knew what's going through his mind.She knows him very well. And he was sure she had noticed his impatience by now.
"Be ready to leave for Kartown tomorrow morning" She said calmly.
"I don't think I will unless there are no duties for me" He said with taste of rebellion in his voice.
"You will be ready In morning, be well prepared. And well dressed there is certain someone we are going to meet in kartown " She said like it's a matter of fact. Just like always.
"But mother as in charge of watch I must.."
"It's your grandfathers order, be ready don't be awake until late night" she said with almost haste and left his chamber in hurry.
He sat there looking at the spot where his mother was just moments before.
What's going on? His grandfather hated to set foot In kartown. Seat of House Dane in Curid empire region.
The region which his grandfather said was rightfully his. Danes are Kings of three empires dalon, celton and curid.
The current king Barristan Dane was most powerful man in the west world and most dangerous man too. His grandfather was forced to merge his region into new empire King formed naming it Noweth Empire. They called him uniter of dalon celton and curid but his grandfather says he's no more than dishonorable bastard. Merek wasn't sure about hating the Danes but they seem to be reasonable rulers. He always admired their military might and Royals. Especially the Royals. Elite force formed by King for Royal family. They were only supposed to protect them but it was now all over the place. They were full fledged military by now.
He got confused and decided to got to sleep as he don't like thinking too much. He got into his bed closed his eyes.
He was woken up by one of his servant. It took him several seconds to realize why he is feeling so excited today. He was going to Kartown.
"Lord Merek please wake up I am told to get you ready in a hour" His servant was shaking him a little.
"please lord Merek wake up"
He pleaded.
"yes .. Yes I heard you.." Merek got up yawning.
His servants have brought top quality royal clothes for him today and new sword.
"what is this?" He asked raising his voice
"I am sorry lord but what is wrong?'' Servant said shaking a little.
"I will wear everything my mother wants me to but I won't touch any other sword except mine."
"but my lord.."
"turn around and get me my old sword back" He commanded in anger
"yes Lord Commander" said his servant and ran outside the chamber in hurry. No one wants to face his wrath.
His sword was one of the ancestral swords of some ancient house of Darryl. He found it In a expedition of a newly found burial cave. There was no sword like it, it seemed normal but he had feeling that this sword reads his mind and makes his task easier.
A fairly large, slim, curved blade made of obsidian is held by a grip wrapped in extravagant, maroon wolf leather.457Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4lysV5bIdG
Because its sharp on just one edge this weapon is ideal for both cleaving enemies as well as blocking their attacks.
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The blade has a thin, straight cross-guard, just large enough to make sure your fingers are safe and the blade will remain firmly in your hands. The cross-guard has a decorative snake on each side, the cost of this weapon must have been high.457Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9q21ikJnxd
A small pommel is decorated with gilded linings, this weapon is clearly meant for an important figure.
The blade itself is simple. No markings, no decorations and no engravings. A seathed sword has a hidden blade and a sword in use will be dirty and bloody, so only the hilt needs decorations.457Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBcqWAnWwJa
This weapon is seemed to be used by the royal guard. The capable hands of the country's greatest defenders deserve nothing less than this weapon's excellence.
But there is something about it that makes him love it so much, after all this years in that burial chamber it was good as new. Nuria's blacksmith told him that he never saw such a sword before and it's clearly not made by humans and elves.
He had many quarrels with his mother and grandfather because of using and carrying this old sword instead of castle forged Nightfire swords.
Finally he was ready in a hour and half. He got down into main hall and was surprised to see lord Jon In traveling gear.
"grandfather are you coming too?" Merek asked him approaching him.
"yes Merek its important" He said calmly avoiding looking into his eyes
He was totally Suprised by now, his grandfather coming to kartown? Lord Jon never trusts his son Ethan to rule while he's gone, it's a well know fact hat Lord jon wants Merek to lead the Nightfires one day. According to him Ethan was a fine lad just bad at sword and skills but he was a exceptional genius though his grandfather tends to ignore that.
He made up his mind and decided to investigate before leaving.
"I'll be right back mother there is something I need to take care of quickly." he told Lord jon and ran inside castle yet again
"alright but be right back" His mother yelled at his back
"yes mother" He yelled back at her.
His grandfather looked at his running figure suspiciously. He knew his grandfather had noticed and almost knew what he was going to do. Everyone in Nuria knew about Mereks vast spy networks and influence over common folks as he was most popular So called Nightfire. And not to mention Commander of castle Watch.
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