Lord of Elves
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The city of Lorenn was alive with commerce and trade. Thousands of voices reached into the air, hawking their goods, hoping to exchange their wares for tools and clothing. The streets were covered in citizenry, scrutinizing the wares of merchants. This mass of humanity was only rarely interrupted by a convoy of leather-armored guards, bearing their spears and shields, making their way through the crowd. The enforcers of the law, these guards were House-Allegiants of the powerful House of Lornel, the rulers of Lorenn, and one of the more influential Houses of the Alquari.
Though not warlike, the Alquari believed very highly in the need for a military. And out of all the houses, perhaps Lornel had the most fearsome forces. Their leather armor was adorned with the skulls of differing animals, and the tips of their spears were made out of only the sharpest and most keen cow bones. To a stranger, these soldiers would be a forbidding and alarming sight, but to the people of Lorenn, they were merely another sign of the will of the House-Lord.
The great city stretched across the river Aral, walled and gated with wood and stone. The forests and plains around it were bountiful with game and produce, and the people within were as rich as one can be in a society lacking monetary exchange. The house of the average citizen was adorned with animal hides, beds and chairs of the highest craftsmanship, and banners of the House of Lornel.
In the night, the houses shined with many lights, as lanterns filled with hard, cold wood were lit. This was the pinnacle of civilized life on the Isles of Quorolin, and the House-Lord aimed for it to remain that way.
Though not warlike, the Alquari believed very highly in the need for a military. And out of all the houses, perhaps Lornel had the most fearsome forces. Their leather armor was adorned with the skulls of differing animals, and the tips of their spears were made out of only the sharpest and most keen cow bones. To a stranger, these soldiers would be a forbidding and alarming sight, but to the people of Lorenn, they were merely another sign of the will of the House-Lord.
The great city stretched across the river Aral, walled and gated with wood and stone. The forests and plains around it were bountiful with game and produce, and the people within were as rich as one can be in a society lacking monetary exchange. The house of the average citizen was adorned with animal hides, beds and chairs of the highest craftsmanship, and banners of the House of Lornel.
In the night, the houses shined with many lights, as lanterns filled with hard, cold wood were lit. This was the pinnacle of civilized life on the Isles of Quorolin, and the House-Lord aimed for it to remain that way.