Family History

Mr. Hotheaded

Lived in Era 22, got 0 heir(s) and was a member of Valhalla
*You pick up a moldy tome entitled, "The Legend of Valhalla." Intrigued, you turn the cover and begin to read.*

Hotheaded was born into a world unknown and quickly befriended the wise king Odin. It was from here that he heard the tales of Valhalla, and eagerly jumped right into his new life with the powerful warriors. Valhalla grew and prospered quickly, allying with those it sought trustworthy and crushing those who dared to oppose it. Fierce and merciless were the warriors of Valhalla, showing no pity onto their opposition. Their greatest foe was the powerhouse kingdom of Holy Flame, rumoured to be the greatest kingdom in all the land.

*As your curiosity begins to grow, you slowly, carefully, turn the page*

Long and hard-fought were the numerous battles between Valhalla and Holy Flame, not the least of which was Valhalla's effort to rid their own territory of The strong Sir British. fleeing from city to city, taking all in his path ran Sir British, and the knights of Valhalla had no choice but to give chase, ultimately leading to more cities being taken by the warlord. It was a slow process for the knights of Valhalla, but showed only signs of success in the days to come. After months of this hit-and-run tactic, Sir British finally came across a city he could defend from.

*Your excitement building, you quickly turn the page and read on*

The knights of Valhalla continued to march, haphazardly attempting to clear the devastation left in the wake of Sir British, their troops becoming ever more discontented, until they reached his new stronghold, only to realise it had once been held by one of their own. Mr. Dumo, once one of their most powerful and promising warriors had fallen under disease and had not been able to properly lead his peoples in their moment of most dire need. For this reason, his largest city, Dumo, fell to the tyrant. Even as the knights marched on, they could see the force awaiting them at the gates to the city. They knew then and there that this would be their toughest battle yet.

*As you are envisioning the battlefront, you whip the page over and it crumbles in your hand. The ending of the story can now be known to none.*