War threw peace, A sons return

[Caligula]

Alestria, a empire large and lush spanning the continent incorporating many various religions and peoples allowed threw the emperor's peaceful ways. Aging and with no legitimate heir the empire that spanned a thousand years was threatening to fall into chaotic times. Though lords of their own lands were allow to war against one another for more land but never entirely engulf another, to do so was illegal and all ranks of title were stripped from the lord and their families. With the times though skirmish's between lords started growing more out of hand, but what would happen next would shock the empire to its roots.

The Emperor is slain and is found that his empress was with child finally, she too is killed. Politicians of the court struggled to keep the chaos under wraps but it was too far gone. Lords leaving the court but the empire's official disbandment didn't happen till years later after the great fire that consumed the capital city effectively destroying it and the last vestiges of peace that lasted a thousand years.

One of the most notable lords Cintan was an unofficial cousin of the late emperor, but widely scene amongst other lords and the people alike as one who could unite the lands. Before long though he was killed in battle due to a sneak attack, body riddled with arrows and his eldest son was gone, gone on his enlightenment. Left to the only other heir to the family's army, was the youngest child and only other son. The eldest son was thought to be killed, due to the enlightenment being five years instead of the traditional two.

Cintan's sword was supposed to carry to the eldest heir but if the heir wasn't there a sword was forged to start a new line. On the night of Cintan's cremation shocked the rest of the family and other ranking officers amongst Cintan's standing army. Bavir the eldest son had come back and not alone, worn but distinguished as a new person. Both sister and younger brother noticed that their older happy go lucky brother was more distinguished and his happy go-lucky personalty had been quelled by this strange woman from the north. A barbarian by the looks of her she alone had brought the man out of the boy.

Flaming Cintan held his sword in chest in eternal slumber, looking back to the woman he had come back with and with a simple nod he plunged his hand taking the scorching blade of his father. No screams of pain, but the sizzling of burning leather and flesh. Taking up his rightful place as heir, thus taking the sacred mission to reunite the land once more.

A legion of barbarian warriors deep from the unconquered north lands showed the next day vowing to Bavir and what would shock the rest was this woman that came with him was that she was his wife. The Cintain army wasn't allowed to much rest from the shock when war was only weeks behind, a lord with vast power and influence came looking to crush the returned son and what was left of his rival.

Returned son Bavir: Me
So called barbarian wife: Open
Middle Sister: Open
Youngest Brother: Open
Best Friend: Open
Any other roles are open, just shoot me the idea. For the barbarian wife she is a mystic of sorts and who ever chooses her I will explain fully how the meet.

[ladybella]

I'd like to play the little wifey if thats alright with you

[CapnCrunch]

I'd be interested in playing the brother or best firend.

[Caligula]

Alright any questions?

[ladybella]

mmmm nope i'm good

[CapnCrunch]

No. No questions.