Sheriti

My father ruled his kingdom poorly. He was rich in coin, but lacking in ability. Now he can spend eternity counting his coins and admiring his shimmering hide. I rule his empire. My wealth is in the sheer numbers I command and fear I invoke in my enemies.

He may have been a shining beacon of opulence and greed. But I am sacrifice and wrath. I will burn those who have stepped within our boundaries while my empire's king chose selfishness over war. My younger brother is beginning to see the need for change as well. He is slowly leaving his trinkets for weapons and his jewelry for armor. Together, we will take back our birthright.

A new age has begun.