#t; kedron starkeep lord of crouzith

[elementalnight-archived]

Nobility shouldn't work with their hands.

It was an expectation placed on Kedron, just like all the others. Expectations he never asked for. Responsibilities he never wanted.

All because of a power he never wanted.

He sat outside of his estate, using a small knife to carve details into a small wooden figure.

A small figure of a dog.

He turned it over in his hands - marking one of the dog's hind paws with a symbol as a signature, then held the item out to the first person to walk past.

"Take it."