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"Paragon Aeducan! This Whoreson......." Begins Lord Vollney. "SHUT UP!!! You Both Drew Steel in the Assembly Chamber. Your Men Were Brawling in the Streets of The Diamond Quarter! Lord's Vollney and Meino You Are Both To Be Throne in the Cells and Your Houses Are Going to Join You There. Take Them Away!" Duran Orders. "Where is Bhelen!? Where's My Brother?" Duran Asks Lord Heimi. "King Aeducan Was Injured trying to diffuse the Situation My King, Lord Vartag is Currently tending to Him." Explains Lord Heimi. "Summon Your Household Guards, This City, This Palace is Locked Down Until I Say Otherwise." Says Duran as He Has His Men and The Legion of the Dead Take The Defeated away to the Cells.

"My Lord Aeducan, The Legion of The Dead Wants to Know What To Do with the Dwarves Who Were Fighting." Says Gorim. "Have The Legion Throw Them All In The Cells, and Arrest Every Member of Houses Vollney and Meino and Lock them in the Same Cells, But Summon Every Noble in Orzanmmar to The Assembly, A Great Council needs To Be Convened To Decide The Outcome of This Madness." Says Duran as He Walks to Bhelen's Room. Walking In Vartag Looks up and Bows Respectfully. "My Lord Paragon? You Came?" Asks Vartag. "Vartag I've Summoned Every Noble in Orzanmmar For A Great Council, Please See to the Arrangements While I Speak to Bhelen." Says Duran. "Of Course Paragon.

"Brother?" Rasps Bhelen. "Be Still Brother. I'm Here. Your Wounds Aren't Fatal Thankfully, Just Some Mid-Deep Cuts." says Duran as He Removes A Flask From His Belt. "Drink This Brother, It's A Warden Specialty, Designed to Increase Recovery Efforts." Says Duran as He Puts The Flask To Bhelen's Lips. Bhelen Forces It Down. "Tastes Like Cold Nug and Bitterest Elfroot Available." Bhelen Cracks with a Bad and Cracked Laugh. "Nice to See You Can Still Crack Jokes Little Brother. My Men Subdued the Fighters and Houses. I've Summoned Every Noble in Orzanmmar For A Great Council to Decide How To Handle The Matter and Set a Precedent for Future Such Problems. For Now, I Will Help Endrin Rule in Your Stead with Vartag and Faren." Say's Duran. "But Can He Rule?" Asks Bhelen. "He Has **** Little Brother, He is Your Only Son and Heir. My Sons are Behind Him in Line Of Succession, and I Keep Them Away from Politics As Best I Can, to Keep The Aeducan Line Strong." Says Duran as Vartag Returns.

"My Lord Paragon. Lady Rica and Prince Endrin Request Permission To Speak With Lord Bhelen. However Due to His State, and Endrin's Minority, You have Ranking Authority to Decide." Says Vartag. "Stay With Him, I Shall need to Speak to them before they See Bhelen." Says Duran. "Yes My Lord." Says Vartag and Duran exits to Find Young Endrin and His Mother Rica outside Waiting Anxiously. "Uncle?" Asks Endrin. "My Lord, How is Bhelen? Is He Alive?" Asks Rica. "He's Fine, He Might Lack My Endurance and Stamina, But He's Aeducan So His Odds are Strong. I gave Him A Warden Mixture to Help Expedite His Recovery, But........" Says Duran Trails Off. "What's Wrong?" Asks Rica. "One of the Blades Had A Nick in it, that Irregularity in the Blade Shredded some of his Inside Tissue. He'll Need Several Months at The Very Least to Recover. Which Puts Me in A Bind." Says Duran.

"What's Wrong Uncle?" Asks Endrin. "Endrin, Listen To me, Your Father Will Survive, I Have No Doubts on That. But His Recovery is As I Said, Months at Least from complete. As His Older Brother, Warden-Commander and A Paragon I Am Stuck in A Bind. My Warden-Commander Oath Forces me to Maintain A Non-Political Role, But As Both a Paragon and Aeducan I'm **** to Step In For Bhelen. However You Are His Heir. Your Only Ten, But If Your Uncle Faren and I Support Your Temporary Rule under A Regency, We Can Keep The Crown In The Aeducan and Brosca Families." Says Duran.

"But He's Just A Boy My Lord!" Argues Rica. "We have ****, If We Are to Maintain Our Grip on Orzanmmar Faren and I Must Issue A Temporary Regency Edict while Bhelen Recovers." Says Duran Sadly. "If it Helps Our House and My Father, Then I'll Do it." Says Endrin Firmly. "Your Grandfather would be Proud of You Nephew, As am I. Go See Your Father, But Please Do it at His Pace. When your Ready Find My Second Gorim, He'll Brief Your Mother and You on the Current Situation." Says Duran as He Lets them Pass.

Duran Was With Vartag and Faren Discussing The Current Situation. ''We've A Serious Problem Here My Friends, Bhelen is Bedridden, and We've Two Noble Houses Threatening War, while Their own men were brawling in The Streets of Orzanmmar.'' Says Duran. ''So What Do We Do?'' Asks Vartag. ''Well I've Organised A Grand Council To Help Us End this Nonsense With Vollney and Meino. But The Fact remains That Neither Faren, Nor I, Can Become Acting King of Orzanmmar due to Our Obligations to the Grey Wardens. But, As We're Both Paragons and Princes of Orzanmmar, We Can Serve on a Regency Council until Bhelen Is Strong Enough To Resume His Duties.'' Says Duran. ''So Who else Will be on this Council of Regents?'' Ask Faren. ''As Endrin's Guardian and Foster Parent, Vartag, You'll Be Joining Us. Since You Serve Bhelen as his Right Hand and His Second, you Automatically Qualify.'' Says Duran.''Good, But Who Else?'' Asks Vartag. ''That's A Bit More Difficult. In The Interest of Rebuilding The Loyalty amongst the Noble Caste, I Recommend Dulin Forender. He Served Harrowmont I Realise That, But We Can't Afford More Division. Appointing Him to the Regents Would Placate House Forender and Former Pro-Harrowmont Houses.'' Says Duran. "I Hate to Say This, But You Have A Point My Lord." Vartag Grudgingly Admits and Agrees. "I Also Suggest We Invite Lord Anwer Dace and The Young Lord Denek Helmi." Says Duran.

"Any Particular Reason?" Asks Faren. "Lord Anwer Is A Great Military Commander, and His Presence Could Help Mold Young Endrin into A Strong Dwarven Ruler. At The Same Time, Lord Denek Would Influence The Young Endrin with Progressive and Reformative Acts Performed By His Father." Says Duran. "Makes Sense, Lord Anwer's Age and Experience, Combined With Lord Denek's Youth and Passions would prove Effective for Young Endrin." Agrees Faren. Gorim Then Enters. "My Lords, Forgive This Intrusion, But The Nobles of Orzanmmar are Waiting For You in The Assembly Chamber." Says Gorim. "And Now It Begins." Says Duran

Duran, Faren, and Vartag Were In The Throne Room With Every Major Noble in Orzanmmar There, There Were Representatives From The More Prominent Warrior, Smith and Mining Caste Houses There Too. But Sitting On The Throne Was Young Prince Endrin Aeducan, Bhelen's Son. Endrin's Mother Rica Stood Beside Him. "Silence!" Shouts Vartag. "Thank You Vartag. Listen My Dwarven Brothers and Sisters. I Have Summoned You All Here Today For Two Reasons. First to Settle The Problem Caused Between Houses Meino and Vollney. And Secondly, To Appoint the Other Members of Acting King of Orzanmmar Endrin Aeducan's Council of Regents." Says Duran. "We Will Not Follow Some Green Boy of Ten!!" Shouts A Former Harrowmont Supporter. "Consider The Fact I Haven't Had Your Tongue Removed a Blessing Idiot. Because of Injuries He Sustained Trying To Calm Lords Vollney and Meino, My Brother Bhelen, Your King, Has Become Bedridden. But As His Older Brother and A Warden I Cannot Step in as Acting King, Neither Can Lord Paragon Brosca. However We Can Sit on Our Nephew's Regency Council. At Present Myself and Paragon Brosca are Joined By Lord Vartag. However We Have Opened Three Seats Available To Other Nobles." Says Duran. "We Have Deliberated and Considered This Carefully. SO At The Suggestion of Paragon Duran, and With Agreement from Lord Vartag We Have Decided to Offer Lord Dulin Forender The First Vacant Seat on the Council." Says Faren.

"It Would be My honor Paragons." Says Dulin. "Good, Your Role on The Council Will Be Civil Administration My Lord. Lord Duran?" Says Vartag. "Right The Last Two Seats Are Given To Lord Anwer Dace and Lord Denek Helmi." Says Duran, as Both Dwarves Step Forward. "My lords, I Am Honored, But Surely My Daughter Would Be A Better Choice?" Anwer Asks. "Oh I Beg to Differ Lord Dace. Your Daughter May Be Your Houses Deshyr, But You Have Experience and Wisdom She is Too Young To Possess. Furthermore Your A Reputed Military Leader. Hence Why We Want You to Focus on Military Affairs on the Council." Says Duran. "So Be It My Lord Paragon." Dace Says. "I Accept The Offer My Lords. Ancestors Know My Mother Would Geld Me If I Didn't and Claim I Was Given The Wrong Gender At Birth." Says Lord Denek Helmi With A Smirk. "Welcome Lord Denek, Your Role on This Regency Council Will Be Trade and Orzanmmar's Economy." Says Faren. "We Six Represent King Bhelen and His Son Endrin's Will, We Are His Men, His Eyes, His Ears, His Advisors. You All Will Obey Us, Like We We Are Your King." Says Vartag Threateningly.

"With That Done Our Debate Can Begin On The Vollney-Meino Feud." Says Duran. "Right, Shaper? List The Crimes." Says Faren. "Very Well Paragon." Says the Aged Shaper.