I've lost it all, my honor, no longer remains with me, nor does my dignity. I stand alone on a path I chose and these are my consequences. I have no family, I have lost my friends.
Why me? Because of my rebellion towards the council; there choice on the matter was corrupt and unjust, only then did I take my stand for what I knew was right.
They have stripped me of my will to fight; they have taken it all, well almost that is. They haven't taken my thirst for revenge. This is the turning point, this is a revolution.
My name is Rayne I have been king of Ariaven for the past 27 years. My wife Rebecca and I have a son, Noch named after the nocturnal. He is to be the future king. Noch is just beginning his manhood and was turning his thirteenth year when I was sent away to exile.
Knowing the council Noch is probably being taught corrupt order. He I will correct, the time will come and he shall see the light even if it means his death.
Before my departure I sent my second son, Firadis with a family I knew from my childhood in hopes of protecting him from the council. He is unaware of who he is and is my first priority to find him and tell him of his title.
Only when the time comes will I reveal this to him for now I must stay low in the backcountry and regain power I have lost. My title may be gone but my reputation will stay with me to my dying days.
The man behind this chaos, is Mathias Gauncher, my advisor who turned against me in desire for power turned the political power against me. He clouded the council's eyes, then he molded them how he liked using them as leverage.
With this advantage he used them to exile me. Rebecca gave up her title as queen and stayed to try and protect Noch; even though it was futile she has still been a mother and cared for him since. I haven't heard from either of them since
After my exile, I ended up in a backwater country town called Timberwood. Here I began to start a rebellion; it didn't start off well. You see I had to convince the people about my cause since the council's news already reached the far reaches of the continent. After a while the people came about to see it my way; as weeks passed I began to give up. Packing my bags I decided to move to another town and begin recruiting there instead.
As I departed I was joined by a young lad by the name of Lance. Lance was a strong willed and determined, although he was in his adolescence he convinced me to take him along with me once I learned he was an orphan and that he had been a squire for a knight who lived in Timberwood until he passed from the plague.
Hearing this made me come to a decision that I would train him and together we would build our rebellion from the ground up. He was young active, and willing to learn, this made a good candidate; we then set off into the night in search for more men and women ready to serve for the just cause, to overthrow the corrupt government and restore Ariaven to its formal glory.