We were four, not brothers by blood, but brothers by chance.
Plucked off the streets by our then Queen. To have the security of food in our bellies and a roof over our heads we did our Queens bidding.
Trained as assassins, we followed The Skulls as their clean up crew for years ensuring that our Queens lands and her people were safe from those that wished to take them.
Until someone stronger took what was hers, leaving us wanted men.
For years we wandered, working as men for hire until we couldn’t anymore.
We’d trained our children in the...
The Queens Wraiths
Est 1403 AD
Frigarde Islands
We were four, not brothers by blood, but brothers by chance.
Plucked off the streets by our then Queen. To have the security of food in our bellies and a roof over our heads we did our Queens bidding.
Trained as assassins, we followed The Skulls as their clean up crew for years ensuring that our Queens lands and her people were safe from those that wished to take them.
Until someone stronger took what was hers, leaving us wanted men.
For years we wandered, working as men for hire until we couldn’t anymore.
We’d trained our children in the only skills we knew to ensure they were able to protect themselves and their kin.
Calling on The Skulls, our brothers in arms, to look after and protect our lineage for as long as they were able. We left this world hoping our ancestors would thrive.
And they did.
Eventually making their way to the New World where they settled and built their lives.
