|~Year 1 ~ Spring Entry 1 ~ A New Beginning~|
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~Anatolia~
A group of people watched as the ship that sailed them to this tropical land left. They were now left to survive on thier own without the help of the mainlands. Two figures, one a male dressed in armor and the other a female dressed in a white lacy dress, led the group away from the shore. They were the respective rulers over the people, both from diffrent houses but the same agenda. The group traveled together through a small path until they reached two diffrent paths.
"This is where we part ways," The man in armor said.
The woman nodded. "It is. I wish you luck on your jounery."
"The same to you." The man said.
Both groups departed on their ways, one to the east and one to the west. The one on the east was Lady Alessia of House Valero and the one on the west was Lord Leonardo of House Hanski. Neither groups knew if they would meet again in this new world, only time would tell if they could survive...
House Hanski ~ Two people watched as the group traveled west and saw the group's leader. "He looks strong enough." The one on the right said. "Maybe he can actually succeed." His companion said. The two of them shared a look and hurried to catch up with the group.
House Valero ~ As the group traveled, 4 people who claimed to belong to the last group that tried to settle Anatolia, asked to join them.
~North of Anatolia~
A group of people trudged through the water and fell on the sand. They had encountered a large storm and was shipwrecked. Well..at least they made it?
Their leader, a tall, handsome fellow by the name of Foster (Lord Foster of House Dyson mind you) wasn't discouraged by the shipwreck. He rallied up his people to stay calm and get ready to settle on the island.
"And as we travel through this new land," Lord Foster said during his motavation speech. "We will..."
"Be sharp like a blade!" The people yelled.
House Dyson ~ A ship was wrecked along the Anatolian's coast near House Dyson's wreck. All the cargo is lost, but the ten surviving crewmembers seek refuge with the house. They were from a diffrent house, but thier leader died in the wreck. Maybe this guy can make it? Something is better than nothing...
~A Small Camp in Kadin~
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The group of people watched as one of their people gave the rest of thier money and supplies before new their leader. None of these people were from the mainlands. They were the remaining decendants of people who came from the mainlands 500 years ago. On their clan leader's last dying breath, he asked them to seek refuge from a clan called "House Scytem". After weeks of travel, they finally made it to this clan only to see that it was falling apart! What were they supposed to do now? Also...why did their new leader's face look so cold and scary? There is no need to be so cold to them!
The leader's expression didn't change as he examined what was brought forth by the natives. The natives could help but wonder how their days were going to be spent with this new leader...
House Scytem ~ A small group of six sisters watched the camp from the forest. They had followed the natives to this camp. Their clan leader was very corupt and he liked taking women from their homes and keeping them as his wives. With no options left, the sisters left with no hope of survival. It was the beast man verses the beast animals...They'll take thier chances on the animals. The eldest looked at the intimadating leader. "Let's go ask him for help, he dosen't look like someone who would harm us." The other sisters agreed and they stepped into the camp.
~Kadin~
A large multitued of around 80 people flocked in a large group around the coast of Kadin. The large group had traveled together in a large ship across the seas to this new continent. They were all on the same mission. The head of the grand counsel in the Mainlands had summoned each of them to go on a journey to Kadin to settle the land down there. The reward for this mission would be unlimited fame and honor. A each of the houses agreed for diffrent reasons and were all packed together in a ship and sent to Kadin. Suprisingly, the trip was rather nice and all the diffrent house leaders tactically worked out an agreement.
The first group to leave the large camp was House Le'dan. They said that they wanted to travel a bit farther into the land while it was still light outside.
The second group to leave was House Solarus. Their Leader bluntly said that it was every man for himself before leaving the remaining two groups.
The leader of House Claric, Lady Khole looked over at the leader of House Salvor, Lord Marcus. She had a very delicate body which didn't allow her to do extensive work which was why her group hadn't left. Currently, she was wondering why the leader hadn't left. She decided to speak up and ask, maybe he would tell her...
House Le'dan ~ 6 young girls stopped the group as they were traveling. They came down on thier knees and asked the group to take them with them. The girls were the daughters of diffrent clan leaders who were going to sacrifice them to their god, Raa. The girls fled for their lives and ended up seeing the group. Lady Rhiannon agreed to take them with them, not knowing about the trouble that they might bring in the future...
House Solarus ~ 3 wild natives ambushed the house thinking that it would be an easy win. Unfourtounetly from them they were almost instantly defeated by the group. Talk about insta-kill...
House Claric ~ A group of nine men looked over at the small, petie leader of the house. They couldn't help but feel the urge to protect the little lady, so they decided to join the group.
House Salvor ~ A group of 8 people joined along side the people of House Salvor. These people were deserters from thier house who had left and were looking for work. Seeing this group of hard working people gave them the inspiration to work as well.
~To Be Continued~
8 Houses...
2 Continets full of mystery and danger...
Who will survive the first year and who will die trying...