Noir Garde
Garde 1
A long time ago in a kingdom called Dawnstar where the royal ruled there existed three kinds of nobles. The first one of the royal families was the one with the right to the throne, that family was known as the Regalie.
The eldest child of the king would be the one to inherit the right to the throne. From the two other families the Noire and the Blane there would be chosen a partner for the heir of the throne. This was because the Regalie family was quite weak with no defense power what so ever, how ever what the Regalie didnt have was what the Noire and Blane had... Two mighty dragones and the power to control them. One white and one Black there was quite a difference between these two dragons henche they couldnt live in harmony just like the Blane and Noire always being competitive over the throne. A war broke out between the two families and the dragons were sealed inside eggs. To end this war one rule was established the familys egg that would hatch first would be the one to forever be the aid to the Regalie family and the one who lost would be banished from the country and forgotten about. At the moment when the Noires egg was hatching an arrow was shot trough the egg. The Noire family was banished and thrown aside and the Blane continued to serve the Regalie. However what no one knew was that the egg of the Noire never died from the arrow. Right before the egg would have died it was seald with a strong magic that created a bubble around the egg where inside time stopped. The arrow that had been shot into the egg clearly had belonged to the Blane family however it was no ordinary arrow. The arrow once shot would dissapear. Even though it was seen with the eyes of the Noire there was no proof of the arrow belonging to the Blane or that such an event even happened. Several hundred years later the kingdom of Dawnstar was still blossoming but what no one knew was that the Noire were still there. Seeking for revenge the Noire family had hid outside of Dawnstar living in the tree tops where no one would find them since they had been banished. Several hundreds years of living in the trees had turned the Noire in to something more like a small warrior tribe. Almost all of the noble feel was gone but the most important aspect did not change, Pride. The Noire never forgot what really had happened. The story was passed on from generation to generation, told so many times no one could forget the truth behind that one day. Now, i shall tell you the story of how Noires name was cleared.