Thread: Tales of Fantasia ~~ Ironic and Isenhart  (Discontinued)

RE Tales of Fantasia Ironic and Isenhart As the knight and the princess pushed their way through the forest and back towards the road that lay some distance down through the dark forest, Isenhart considered her question. Considering what she had just went through with being assaulted at he royal wedding, abducted by bandits who knows how long ago, and nearly raped had Isenhart's group not seen the fire and grown curious, Isen had thought that the woman would be quiet. He had expected to trek back through the woods in silence and not hear much from the elf for a day or two. It wasn't that the small talk was not welcome, mind you, but the young knight had far from expected her to be interested in exchanging words. There isn't much to tell, Isenhart finally answered in an earnest tone. The only remarkable thing to tell would be the conditions of my birth. My father was a Knight of Aroden and my mother was a simple farmer's daughter. Such a union was highly frowned upon, of course. A knight of noble standing cavorting with a woman of such low social standing was unheard of. Hell, such a union is still unheard of. I don't know hoe things are in Numeria, but here in Arcadia, social classes do not intermingle. Isenhart paused for a moment and gave a quick glance to the elf to make sure that she was doing alright. He could carry her if she needed, but he would not offer until it looked like she required his assistance. Doing so might have offended her. My father was sent to Lastwall shortly after I was born as punishment for his indecision. He died there in an orc assault, from what I am told, so I grew up on the farm with my mother. My grandfather taught me the crafts of the smith when I was young and I got pretty good at it as I grew older, but that pretty much sums up my childhood. I was too young to remember the civil unrest when House Egorian wrest control of Arcadia from House Aroden, so I can't say much on that though I know that it was no good. House Aroden were well respected in Arcadia and it was they who began trade across the sea with your own people. The wars all started when House Egorian took control, so don't assume that all of us humans are bad eggs - it's just our current royal family. Isenhart let a weak laugh escape him. He didn't know what he thought was so funny. The truth of the matter was a sad one - that Arcadia had once been ruled by a well respected family who wanted the best for the kingdom only to have that family succeeded by the snakes that currently resided on the throne. Hopefully, a new family would take advantage of Prince Gadwin's inability to truly rule and save the kingdom from his greed and lust. My life didn't get interesting until I was sixteen, Isenhart continued. That was when I met three older knights who were friends of my father fellow Knights of Aroden. You just met one of them, Sir Frederick Walhart. These three men had taken up the plight of the people in House Egorian's rule. Our late king cared not for the people and they were in need of heroes. The invited me to their new order in honor of my father's deeds and I have been with them since.