For sixteen years, Brevoy has known peace. When Noleski Surtova ascended to claim the Dragonscale throne, he did not do it alone. He had the help of his Bannermen and of strong Lords who saw him as the best chance that Brevoy had. But peace is a fickle thing, a single candle against the night's wind. Who's to say how long it will last?
For as long as anyone can remember, the Medvyed family has been one of the most stable and influences throughout the land. Dating back to before the Kingdom of Issia, Chorol's conquest and the creation of Brevoy and up to the present day. Seen as a house that places the needs of the Kingdom and their lands before their personal gain. A tradition that Lord Gurev, the current ruler of the House, continued during The Uprisings. Despite an ongoing feud between their two families, Lord Gurev rallied his bannermen and with his son Robert, marched his army to New Stetven to aid Lord Noleski Surtova claim the throne. It's said when asked why he chose to support the Surtovas, he simply answered, "I thought it was best for Brevoy."
This began a long alliance, and some may say friendship, between the two houses. A tradition that was continued by the Baron's eldest son, Robert. Ser Robert Medvyed and his squire were making the long trek to his home when they came across a single coach, flying the banner of House Surtova that was waylaid by bandits, the coach's guard's already dead. Without thought for himself Brandyn rode into the fray, and managed to hold off the bandit's attack until help luckily arrived.
The passengers of the carriage were none other than The Lady Natala Surtova, sister of the King, and her young son Deneth. The commander of the soldiers who came to Robert's aid, summoned by a single guard who ran for aid, said that without the young knight's aid, Lady Natala and her son would have surely died. In gratitude, King Noleski has raised Robert to a place in The Dragonsguard; The King's personal order of Knights. And Lord Medvyed annointed the young squire, Amore D'Yomtear as a Knight.
It's been a year and a half since that day, and the people of the Valelands have a new reason to celebrate. Lord Gurev's youngest child and only daughter Jyllian is turning sixteen, and her father has chosen to hold a tournament in her name.
The tournament looks set to be the event of the season, and the whole of the Valelands consumed with nothing else for weeks, as feasts have to be arranged, hordes of noble guests and their retinues accommodated, entertainments organised, and prizes commissioned. The Lord's household in particular has been hard-pressed to keep all the visiting V.I.P.s both happy... and restrained... as some of the young knights visiting the realm appear to be taking the opportunity to enjoy themselves a little too much with wine, food, music... and harassing the local girls.
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