Aduresartaniam Family

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The beginning

The Aduresartaniam family seems to have risen from the ashes of some dishonored and overthrown Sartanian noble house. The name of this family—"Burn Sartania"—is obviously made-up. No one knows who they were originally: the history of treachery and shame in their former realm makes for a number of candidates. What is apparent now, however, is that a young, belligerent (and, on most accounts, stupid) man who calls himself "Decimus" appeared in Arcachon as if by spontaneous generation, complete with a host of twenty-five, silk-and-steel-adorned, personal guards by his side. Boastfully heralding the demise of distant Sartania, the fiery Aduresartaniam welp was quickly shouted down by the nobles of the land.

Days later, a young woman arrived at the Arcachon shores, and surrounding her were twenty-five armed servants identical in dress to Decimus's. As this Sartanian leisurely marched to the Enlod city forum, all those who saw her openly wondered to each other who she might be. From her features, everyone gathered that she was kin to Decimus, but in what way? What this his cousin coming to greet him? His sister?

The Sartanian party and the growing crowd following them made their way to the center of Enlod and stopped. Decimus was there waiting with his own men to receive her—nervously, to the amazement of all, for his smirk of self-righteousness had never left him in the days prior. The two phalanxes maneuvered to combine into a formation of fifty. The arrived lady finally look upon Decimus, oddly, as if expecting something. Decimus quickly turned to face the crowd, now stern and straight-faced, and yelled loudly, "I present to you the sublime princess, Quinta Aduresartaniam!" He looked back at her and held out his right hand. "Dearest sister, welcome to our new home." They embraced and kissed (a little too passionately for siblings, most thought), and Quinta looked upon him warmly. Then she slapped him. He backed away sheepishly as she turned to the crowd of onlookers, smiled, and began speaking.

"I have heard that my noble husband made quite an event of his presence some days ago. Our father always thought him boorish." Most in the crowd had trouble laughing through their shock. Decimus held his face down, his anger at her tempered only by his embarrassment.

"But I assure you, he is merely filled with a rage focused on justice and the restoration of our family's honor (Restoration? From what?). But we are not here to gain this by provoking unwanted conflict with foreign realms." Some onlookers nodded in approval; others still frozen in dismay. "Our wealth and our men are now at the service of Arcahon. And I assure you: it is far greater than the coins Decimus has lost to you gambling in pubs and this paltry company of swordsmen." The crowd did laugh that time.

She looked back at her brother and husband. He was poised to strike her, but she held him back with a whisper: "Be calm, my love; it is only diplomacy." Quinta turned back to her audience and continued: "But for now, we must retire. Tomorrow we shall begin summoning our House's steel. For I hear there is a southern campaign on the horizon." With this, (almost) all cheered.