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The clash of Griffth’s sword on Ivarr’s reverberated through the hallway, and guards moved to encircle them all, including Yvain, who had not free reign over the room. And though the killing strike had been averted by the Northman’s quick reflexes, Griffth’s features betrayed no fear – a vulpine...

Yvain's unsanctioned jaunt around the council chamber was an unmitigated display of confidence. But it made him seem a madman, as rash as wiping his ass on the banners in front of him. Not so much out of fear did the various assembled lords withhold themselves from rearing at him, but out of...

Sir Griffth sat quietly, as still as a statue, ever the image of an unfazed gentleman, apparently bemused by Yvain's impudence - he nonchalantly raised one hand to quiet the council, who awaited his reply with bated breath, either out of deference, or to criticize him. But those who looked down...

Sir Griffth Blackacre wore a dark doublet with gold trim, the traditional colors of his house, and a sword at his hip. A guard pushed open the door to the King's Council chamber to permit him entry, and knight nodded at him as he passed, the air of nobility that emanated from him silencing the...

HOUSE BLACKACRE "REAP WHAT YOU SOW." The Blackacres, under the relentless command of patriarch Boldt Blackacre, have maneuvered their way to a position of great influence and direct power in the Ninefold Kingdom. The marriage of Griffth Blackacre to Mairwyn Marshall made him the younger...