He looks to the sky over the body of his fallen brother as he holds the sword that he used to kill him, he kneels down and whispers in his ear "T'was a good fight brother but now the throne is mine". He stabs him in the chest, ending his brothers life and rises up before screaming to his new people "I am YOUR new king, My name is Ryan Haywood". People looked on astonished as the fresh blood drips from the tip of the sword onto the face of their now dead king

Ryan bends over picks up the crown from his fallen brother and puts it on. Its slick with mud and blood, it's a bit big on him and slants to one side giving him a manacal look similar to the vibe he gives off by just being around him. He looks over the hundreds of people watching the battle that had just gone on, he raises his hands and yells "Disperse". He turns around and walks into his new castle and looks to one of the guards standing by the door "you, come here"

He slowly steps forward "Y-yes s-s-sir"

"Bring me the best the strongest men and women in the kingdom of Roostia"

"U-understood" the guard quickly leaves

Ryan quietly walks up the steps to the his new throne. The weight of the situation sets and in a rare moment of clarity in his tortured mind Ryan thinks to himself what have I gotten myself into. He realized he'd need an advisor. The colors were awful, that'd change right away, Ryan thought to himself about how he can really make the kingdom his own when it hit him: he'd make a family crest that would serve as the kingdoms crest, he'd change the colors of the banners to white and red.

He got right to work he went out with the protection of his guard into the city, he asks one "who's the best tailor in Roostia?"

"He lives on the edge of the capital city, he goes by Jon of Risinger, is that where we shall go?"

"You seem at least a little intelligent, lead the way"

"Yes my liege" the guard says as he leads the way through town. people look on at their new king realizing from his maddened look that their lives were about to change, but whether it be good or bad was yet to be seen. They arrive at a small but rundown building with an amazing view of the green fields separating the capitol and the commonlands.

"Sire, he appears to be inside, but I recommend you are guarded while inside, this is not been the best side of town since the ruling of your predecessor"

"Quiet fool, I know what to do"