<hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Wladyzlaw Medvyed</span></strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1054889)<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c4/Wlady.png)</div>(http://)Life was pretty easy for Wladyslaw as he grew up. He wasn't one of the myriad children that vied for the possible heritance of House Medvyed, Being from one of the many off-shoot branches of the extended family. His bloodline, while fully of the House, was a result of a very old pact of draconic nature, which while not a curse, had a certain stigmata of one because of the Medvyed history. Whenever someone of this old line had become lord of the House in the past, it had almost become the undoing of the Medvyed, be it because of dangerous ambition or violent upheavals.<br/><br/>But so what if he was barred from competing for the cushy position of Lord Medvyed? He was always more interested in the adventurous tales of his grandfather, who had fought in a faraway land against armies of demons. Among the annals of his ancestors were great warriors who had waged war against undead hordes, elven would be conquerers and human usurperers. The knights carrying the Medvyed Drake as their heraldry were all heroes of the realm, envied by their own cousins even as they fought for control of the main House, because being barred from that life these heroes had the time to hone their martial skills to a fine point and become legendary heroes.<br/><br/>Wladyzlaw became a squire of his father at an early age, accompanying him around Brevoy and learning the way of knightly virtue mostly on the roads underneath the sun and the stars. Stanislaw Medvyed was a Herald and emissary of the House, a humble man who never took up more place than he believed he deserved. Even so, like many of his bloodline, he was an accomplished knight and passed on every martial lesson as well as social wisdom to young Wladyslaw, teaching him how to navigate the courts as well as the battlefields.<br/><br/>Stanislaw died while his son was still quite young and the affairs of their estate was given over to his brother-in-law, who was more inclined to play the political game of the House than "play knight" in the fields. Once the young Wladyslaw grew into adulthood he resigned himself the right of the estate and instead decided to find his own fortune in knightly deeds and adventures. While his uncle had no understanding of his reasoning, he was more than pleased to absorb the estate into his own sizable demesnes, but insisted to give his nephew a least a small part of its wealth so he could live comfortably while searching for his fortune. Begrudgingly the knight errant accepted, but left all his money behind with his mother as he rode off to New Stetven.<br/><br/>In the capital Wladyslaw found good use of his father's wisdom, as he navigated both the courts, jousting fields and battles with relative ease. Swearing fealty to the Dragonscale Throne, he quickly found many friends but also became frightingly aware of the many enemies of the King-Regent and, more disturbingly, why the King-Regent had so many enemies. Life became much more complicated now that politics was involved and the naive knight found himself wishing that he had never left for New Stetven to begin with. But a golden opportunity to put some distance between himself and the Throne was about to land squarely in his lap as the King Regent schemes to bring order to the mostly lawless lands of the Greenbelt to the south...<br/><hr/>