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The Noble House Tragonus has existed in Tarantia for as long as anyone can remember, The villa of the house exists on the north west border of the Nobles District, near Ville Verde. The noble family has loyally served who ever sat upon the throne of the kingdom, including the current King Conan.

The Current leadership of this noble house has recently changed, with the Father falling gravely ill, and the Eldest son having died, the youngest son Vesik Tragonus has returned from his adventures abroad to assume leadership.

However all is not well in the kingdom, ancient forgotten things stir in the shadows of the empire, dark and nameless things . These forces work their way through the the cities and villages, no where is safe, not even Tarantia. These things, are old, very old and angry, and they desire a return to the way things were. Before men took hold of the world as they have now, before the new gods came. They are weak now, their power, like all things otherworldly, is drawn from their followers, and not many speak their names anymore. This changes every day as new followers are drawn to them, through greed or not understanding truly what they invoke before its to late.


There are those that stand against this coming storm, though they do so from the shadows. The House Tragonus has a public face, one very important to their work, very useful in fighting the evils that are already succeeding in corrupting many of the decadent nobles through out Hyrkania. The House also hides a secret, a cloaked and hidden face of the house that is whispered about in the gossip of the taverns and ale halls. Despite the fact no one sees them, they do see the effects of their work. Cults and dark covens lay shattered before them, and loved ones returned speak of cloak figures striking swiftly with terrible fury against the groups that hold them. They are defenders cloaked in their own shadows, using secrecy and hidden strikes in the growing war against the shadowy darknesses that are rising. The first drops of the coming storm have already fallen, and the first few battles have already been fought.

Do you dare seek them out? Have you already felt the chill of the new cold wind? The touch of the shadows moving on their own? Would you walk boldly where others fear to tread? A certain drive is required to face the darkness while outnumbered, fighting against dark soul twisting horrors thought forgotten in the mists of time. Whether you step forward to assist the House in its public maneuverings or through its hidden and ruthless fight in the shadows, your light will be added to our own, spearing into the darkness attempting to warp and destroy what we hold dear.