Rabbit Hutch sits upon the highest of mountains. It's residents keep an eye on The Burning Lily and exert themselves by cutting off the major trade route to Slumberton.
The Callous Chamomile re-sell their gains at a fair price in their market city because to them it's not about the money, it's about the wrath in which they bestow.
From time to time they send caravans of their own into The Garden, disguised as functioning merchants for The Burning Lily and The Avid Stargazer, but selling toxic goods.
Ira, brother to Humilitas and Lord of The Callous Chamomile, once took great pride in his position as a prince to the royal family. As the eldest son, he looked forward to ruling over The Garden and living out his days in Goldenglough.
Superbia, his father and once-king of The Garden, felt no comfort in Ira taking the throne when he passed. He announced that with his last breath a tournament would be held, the winner of which to dawn the crown.
Ira, not having a guarantee for his future, nurtured his resentment towards the family and began to dabble in alchemy. Through this journey he'd also become quite the lush and befriended a local alewife.
She helped him to concoct a chamomile beer which he'd lace with poison before giving it to his father.
The process wasn't instant, but over time Superbia met his painful demise. Everyone kept their well known suspicions of Ira and the tournament began.
Ira and Humilitas participated with vigor; the two pushing their way through the ranks until they were but a few contestants away from facing off. The face-off never happened.
In a duel just before the grand finale Ira surrendered due to exhaustion; he wasn't a venerated fighter like his brother. He completed what training was required for a prince, but never drew blood in the field.
When Humilitas won he contemptuously sent Ira to manage Rabbit Hutch. This was a demanding task, important though tedious, and Humilitas knew that Ira would loath the challenging position.
Ira took it, rather than being banished, but now seeks out every opportunity to get revenge.
Fealty to only themselves.
Fealty to only themselves.
Fealty to only themselves.
Vassal loyal to The Burning Lily.
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