As the young Lord entered Pickernicen Castle's largy library, he just couldn't help but look around in awe. He had seen and been in the room multiple times, but that didn't keep it from being any less amazing each and every time. Only a few parts of the room had any noticeable amounts of dust, because Vince practically lived and breathed the library, when he wasn't in his workshop, or doing anything else. Today, he thought he might do a little bit of reading on his ancestry. Good thing he had already memorized where most things were in the library.
As he went over to the area of the library with the history books, he hummed as he read the title on each book: 'A commentary of Vale' by scholar Zeopheles. 'The Black Knight of Serei' by Menaphlis. Honestly, he just sort of wanted to go through all of them. But, he wouldn't let himself today. He wanted to read about the Raphaels before him, even if most of those were warriors. "'The Lineage of the Lords Rapha-' Ah, here it is!" He quickly pulled the book off of the shelf, and went over to his somewhat comfortable reading chair, before quickly cracking the book open.
He quickly flipped through the author's intro, and got started on his known family lineage with his great, great, great, great grandfather, Donnis Raphael. "'The one who would be known as Lord Donnis, first of the Raphaels, was originally a farm boy before Pickernicen was even that big.'", Vince read. "'When he turned twenty years of age, he moved to Pickernicen-which back then was the smaller town of Harthis. Not able to keep up a steady job back, he turned to mercernary work. As a skilled Swordsmen, he and those he worked with were able to take care of various bandits that used to plague the town back then.'"
"'When he turned twenty-five, he retired from Mercernary work, took up work as a town guard. He was barely a month in before being promoted to captain of the guard. The lord then was Fimeus Mozak, a notorious and greedy leader, who seemed to have no ambition whatsoever, beyond milking everyone in Sengraf for their hard earned coin. While Donnis wasn't very fond of him to begin with, his patience didn't truly thin until he was thirty, and Lord Mozak had doubled the taxes of his people during a cold, hard winter. Something needed to be done about this.'"
"'One night, Donnis Raphael gathered the town guards most loyal to him. They could not let such a lord remain in power. During the night, while Lord Mozak was sleeping, and his personal were exhausted, Donnis and the rest of the guard struck. They were able to take Mozak alive, and remove him from his position as Lord. It definitely seemed like things could only go up from there.'"
"'However, Donnis was not expecting the grateful townspeople to demand that he be named lord in Mozak's stead. He suggested they let someone else be leader, but neither the people of Harthis, nor Sengraf as whole, would allow anyone to become Lord. So, with a humble heart, he took on the title of Lord. He was a benevolent ruler, and the people of Sengraf saw much prosperity under him. When he was thirty-two, he took on a wife, and shortly after, they had two sons and one daughter.'"
Vince paused, and hummed as he looked at the book. There were definitely times when he wondered whether or not his Great, great, great, great grandfather was as noble and humble as the author thought of him to be. However, just about every other source he read on the man seemed to suggest that he was. And, he supposed if a scholar like him could be a lord, even a farmer turned Mercernary then Guard captain could become a lord. Donnis' definitely wasn't the first tale that ever told about humble beginnings to noble endings.
He then started to read about his next ancestor, his great, great, great grandfather, Leo Raphael, and an admitted inspiration for the naming of his crossbow. "'Leonardo Raphael was the next lord in the line of Raphaels, taking over at the age of twenty, after Donnis died in a Zofien attack, Leonardo earning quite the reputation as a warrior in said attack as well. When he first became lord, first thing he did was make his younger brother, Zaph Raphael, Captain of the guard, a questionable decision from a leader who had an otherwise glorious reign. Under Leo and Zaph's early leadership, the growing town was able to drive out a small nest of vampires. However, it did not end completely well, as Zaph had perished during the attack.'"
"'Leo, despite being in heavy grief for his brother, realized this had happened for a reason. He loved his brother, and wanted him to be important with him, but, hadn't consider that his younger brother might not be ready for the role he had given him. Having become a bit wiser, he appointed an older guard, Marly Thatch, to become the new captain of the guard. Under his rule from then on, Sengraf only became stronger. Or, at least the very least, it didn't deteriorate much if any during that time.'"
"'When he turned twenty-eight, he took on a wife, and soon had two sons with her, Morglis, the elder one, and Maxis, the younger one. The rest of his life was happy, for the most part. But, one fateful day when Leo was forty-eight, while tracking a vampire, Morglis had been captured. Grieved, Leo searched for over a year, but to no avail. He managed to live on despite that. But, then, one day, when he was fifty-eight, Leo had disappeared...'"
"'Maxis searched for a week, looking for his father, but to no avail. At least, not until he found the cave up north. Going in, he found his father's body, dead and drained, but, not only that: He found his brother, Morglis, who had been turned into a vampire himself. Maxis questioned his brother, asking him why he did this, but Morglis did nothing but grin cruelly at his younger brother.'"
"'And, then he stood up, looking right at Maxis. The Older brother told him that with father dead, that Sengraf was his. Maxis could not let that be, however. And, so, the two Raphael brothers dueled, for at least a day, some legends say. But, eventually, Maxis got the upperhand, and defeated his brother, exiling him, and becoming lord at twenty-six.'"
As he read that last part, he frowned and let out a sigh. All of a sudden, he really wasn't sure he wanted to continue reading about family history at the moment. Maybe he could continue on reading later. He got up, went over to the bookcase, and placed the book where it had been before. He was definitely thankful he knew where to find it, as he definitely might want to continue reading it another time.
As he walked out of the library, and headed toward his workshop, he couldn't help but think about that last story. He couldn't really ever imagine himself and his older brother having fought like that. But, if he was going to honest, he wasn't sure he would have minded it as much, as long as it meant his brother was still alive. But, he wasn't alive anymore. He was never going to be alive ever again. Even as much as he wished he was.
As he arrived in his workshop, he looked around at all his inventions and designs, and smiled a little. Even if he was thinking about a past rivalry in the family, and his dead brother, the workshop still managed to brighten his day to some degree. Sitting down in one of his chairs, he started looking over his inventions. Some of there were just doodads, little things he had tinkered and built. He wasn't sure if most of the doodads had any real purpose he could use them for.
As he looked at his beetle, though, he couldn't help but admittedly feel a bit of pride. His clockwork creation had definitely already proven his worth as an inventor. But, still, he couldn't help but want even more. He knew there was just so much he could do if he just put his mind to it. But, at the moment, Sengraf was still a mostly untamed region.
However, Vince knew that if he could create better weapons, better buildings, better tools, maybe even better armor, humans could take Sengraf as their own. Heck, he bet that if he worked hard enough, and innovated enough, there was nothing they couldn't. Maybe one day, Mawreave wouldn't be as wild and dangerous as it was then. Infact, he bet one day they could have cities and towns where Mawreave used to be. And, the Zofien would never be a threat to them ever again.
The problem was, though, there were still some days he wasn't completely sure of himself. Sometimes, he worried if his own inexperience would catch up with him. If he would maybe one day fail Sengraf before he could make it something great. He hoped the day never came that he failed Sengraf. After all, there was still so much for him to do.
But, maybe he shouldn't really even bothering worrying about that kind of thing. At least, not to an unhealthy degree. After all, his advisors would probably help make up for any inexperience that he still had, and, one day, he would have enough personal experience where he wouldn't have to worry about these things as much. And, one day, Sengraf would be a place where brothers would never fight like Morglis and Maxis. It would be a place where they could live happily, and in harmony.
Or, well, maybe it would be like that, anyway. He couldn't really be sure of that, after all. Anyway, he started to stretch out his arms, and let out a big yawn. Well, he was already starting to feel a bit tired. Maybe he would take a nap in his room for an hour or two. He stood up, and then headed to his rooms, his hopes for the future still bouncing around in his head.
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