Our Narrator Sets the Scene
In my earliest days, I found myself with one unique talent – and that was to remember and repeat. I had no skill in sports or war, no particular talent for speech or craft, but when a man would say to me a thing, I could repeat that thing years later with a precision that many considered to be nearly otherworldly. This would draw the attention of a man of the court. This man, Duc Gilles de Ava, saw my talent and felt he had a place for it in his court. He raised me up from little more than a merchant’s son to be a member of his own court, bound to his own honor and tasked with chronicle the stories and histories of Les Principautés Unies de la Grande République de Sa Majesté et Les États sous
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The year was 1529, as recorded by the Servants of the Goddess of Stars. For a few years prior, the principalities had been consolidating power. Her Majesty had grown old, and with no heirs adopted or otherwise, it was looking as if there would soon be a war for the right of succession. This was well known to the noble courts, and allegiances and plots were then already beginning to fall into place. Now, Duc de Ava was an honorable man, above reproach in many ways which I cannot begin to list, but in one place he stumbled. This was his opinion of the Masquerade. He believed that to be himself in court was the only way to succeed, and this weakened him greatly. He realized that in this year. His enemies had plotted for the fall of Ava in such a way that he felt there was little way out beyond seeking the aid from her Majesty. Any hope he had of this plan was taken off course with a shift of winds, and the arrival of Marquis Valamir Astier du Nid de Vouivre.
The Marquis was a man of ambition, one who laid out his plans so far in advance that even he would likely never see them truly come to completion. He had eyes on much grander things than most of his station could see. His genius was unparalleled in the courts of the Grand Republic, but his plans did not necessitate this being evident to most. A few, such as Duc Gilles de Ava, knew his potential. Perhaps most important to understand is that Valamir was not playing the game for himself, but rather he was setting the board for his children. It was his son, Sarus, and his future wife, that would benefit from these plans. Valamir’s story is the story of his descendants. This is the story of that family, the family that would become known as the Silver Wyverns.