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Welcome to Shroud in the Mist, a medieval/fantasy RPG set within the Kingdom of Aenor. It is here in which two brothers are fighting for the throne, in which they both think is rightful his. One, the youngest, is King at the present moment while his eldest brother is trying to get the throne that was passed to him from his brother. Tensions run high and here, you never really know who you can trust. Feel free to have a look around. Have any questions? Please feel free in order to contact one of our admins. At the moment, we are accepting canons and originals.

The Kingdom of Aenor.






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Posted: Dec 11 2010, 05:32 PM

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Once upon a time, within the kingdom of Aenor, rested a quiet village and amongst it, the castle in which ruled them. The proud king and his lovely queen awaited the day they would have a son. The queen had given the king a daughter and, though he never spoke bitterly about his daughter, it was obvious disappointment rested deep within his eyes. It wasn't until one year later that the queen finally bore him a son. The king was overjoyed with the news that his queen had given him a son, an heir! As the years passed and the children grew he watched his daughter grow up beautiful and tease the most of the gentlemen within the village walls and as his son grew strong and healthy, he knew they would soon become a fine future queen and king. However, it wasn't long before the news of the Queen becoming pregnant again, did he worry for the outcome. Though he rarely wished for a girl, this time the king prayed for it. It wasn't fate on the King’s side the night his second child was born for a son lay within the hands of his wife, healthy.

There was hostility arising within the castle as the children grew, his daughter sent off to marry another of high status like himself and his two sons remained within the castle walls as they aged quick as well did he. The king was old and his Queen as well, the sons knew what had to come eventually however, the life in this time was unfair. No two kings could rule the same castle. No two sons could provide a kingdom together and so the decision was made however, not spoken. It was the night that their father lay amongst his death bed, hands fisted and eyes half open that he patted his Queen's wilted hand and smiled as lightly as he could bare to manage upon this fateful night. With his sons by his side he gave them a quick once-over, the oldest had grown into a fine knight, soon to be taking his place. "I know you both need an answer." The king said quietly, eyes directed toward the ceiling. "Gahariet, you will take my place after I'm gone. You will become the crowned prince." And the decision was finally spoken. Bitter thoughts and feelings ran through the youngest child's mind. The anger began to rise and as it did, so did the thought of revenge. It wasn't but a day later that the King had passed away and the former queen handed her crown over to be placed on the girl who was to become queen though the thoughts of the brothers to once do hate each other never crossed her mind.

It didn't take long for the youngest son began to disappear from the sights of everyone and he remained in complete solitude brooding over his devious thoughts. There was anger rising and he even considered killing his elder brother, however that would just be far too easy. The youngest son had planned and plotted with every inch of his being and the days passed without so much as a whisper. Within weeks the plan was set, the youngest son had provided much needed planning and had began to set it in motion. With an army behind him and the help of few nobles, the youngest son raided the castle and the plan to overthrow the king was a success. The youngest son ran out his brother, the former king, and took over his title, now the ruler of Aenor.

The eldest son and the few who supported him, being forced out of the castle as well, traveled for days to seek out a hiding spot, away from curious eyes who could possibly give any information to the newly formed King. The eldest son was furious with the recent events, having no thought of his brother's anger and need for power and the hate drove him to run his own brother, his own blood. The eldest son and his companions sought out a safe place and began plotting, began forming a group. A group who would take over the castle for a final time. The Rebels were created for such a purpose.

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