In the far north of the Indrath Empire, where winter's breath never fades and the land remains cloaked in frost year-round, lay the estate of House Tramplin.
Agriculture was scarce in those frozen lands, yet the Tramplin estate thrived, not through crops, but through the veins of rare earth minerals buried beneath its soil.
These resources granted them financial power on par with the other two ducal houses: Zenithara and Sant.
However, wealth was not everything. Though the Tramplins matched their peers in fortune, they lagged behind in martial strength.
The family boasted three swordmasters, each at the mid stage, but when compared to their rivals, they were clearly at a disadvantage.
House Zenithara, for instance, counted two swordmasters among their ranks, the former patriarch, a late-stage master, and the current one, standing at the very threshold of the grandmaster realm.
He needed only the final spark of self-understanding to cross that boundary.
