Warin
The King had his new bride had left the world of Bastion over a month ago shortly after the wedding on their honey moon and tour of parts of the Commonwealth. Warin hadn’t been sad to see them go. Many lords had withdrawn shortly after to their own worlds, but still there were meeting to attend and every day they had seen to grow more and more numerous.
The time had finally come. During the days Warin had been bored out of his mind in the daily meetings and by night he and his people had found nothing on the Fabian Order of Drala. He couldn’t even link them to the world of Bastion much less. There was no sign of them exsisting on the world, and that in itself was odd as Warin had been able to link them to countless worlds throughout the Commonwealth.
Warin had been looking forward to the day they could depart the world and return home. The crew had enjoyed the stay though, and none more than Aslaug as several of her brothers and elder sister attended the wedding of the King. Aslaug had been a ward to his father for most of her life, and one of Warin’s greatest friends.
Clan Vault had risen high under King Oswald, but her siblings had been spread far and wide. Her eldest sister Idunn served as a member of the King’s Guard under King’s Guard Hilda Grip, while her brother Victor served with the Crown Prince Osmund and another brother, Richard served with Prince Edwyn. She had other siblings Warin knew. Two brothers who were taken to Furse Space as wards and another sister who was ward of the System-lord of Isca.
System-lord Richard of Brightstone had used his position and grandchildren well to increase his wealth and influence. Once home to one of the many kingdoms of Drala, Brightstone was home to a mint and one of the five major systems of the Anchorage Sector.
Warin had enjoyed the sight Aslaug with her family. She had hardly known them. He could still remember the first time they met when Aslaug had arrived on Skyhold to become her father’s ward. They were only children then, but they had become the fastest of friends, and she was the closest thing she had to a sister.
They had all left the world of Bastion. Aslaug was all that remain of her family which had been in attendance to the wedding. At twenty she was of an age with him, and he had offered her the chance to return home. She had refused such an offer and onlyed smiled and said that he would need her.
Her siblings had joined the Commonwealth Forces like that of her mother and grandfather before them. She chose instead to follow Warin when his father had banished him from Skyhold after the events on New Holm. She had been ready to follow him into exile if he had been outlawed from the Holderness Sector. He was glad when that path was not needed to be taken.
The lords and ladies of the realm might have largely been gone. There were dozens, likely hundreds if not thousands of minor lords still around on Bastion, but most had left, and Warin was glad that their time to leave had likewise arrived.
There were too many people on Bastion, and Warin missed the way Skyhold felt above the world of Holderness. The Star Fortress of Skyhold was larger then most in the Commonwealth, but the just under a million souls that called it home was a far cry from the twenty five billion of Bastion.
Even Bethany was looking forward to leaving and returning to the north.
