The Hounds
of
Hell
The Caern of Edinburgh
Every Caern has history, some reaching back into the far stretches of time. However there are not many with such a bloody history as the Scottish Royal Caern of Edinburgh. It was with the passing rule of one Morningkill King that the fate of Edinburgh was sealed as one of the most violent Caerns of it's kind within the Nation.
Zavier Morningkill was a man with great promise, a powerful Silver Fang Ahroun with the handsome face to go with his cunning nature. An unforgiving Leader who would bring Shadowlord to cower to their corners with his strategy and sheer ferociousness.
Zavier decided long ago that he would unite the "Triat" three Caerns within the land of Scotland in order to bring his rule an army of well bred and well trained Silver Fang Warriors. Kinfolk and Garou alike, armoured in their silver breastplates and long swords that would burn the flesh of any Garou who would come in their path. But there was a problem. The words of conquering over the garou was not a mistake, it was his reasoning and his task. The Wyrm would come, but Zavier had more blood thirst than the Wyrm could
provide for him. Taking up his longsword he conquered first over the British Isles, leaving the Fianna howling in defiance across the waters in Ireland. Then the Fenrir came next. Bloody battles were sworn and fought between the Scottish Armies and the Norweigian standing who would be called to even protect the Isensol once Zavier had finally reached his destination. He had decided in youth that one of his targets would be the Fenrir Temple. His means to destroy the pillar of faith the Tribe had in order for the Fenrir to follow him also and his influence to grow.
Uneasy truce had held the Caern for now. Fraiser a cooler head that that of The "Mad King" and he has managed for now to keep some stable ground these past twenty years for the Caern and the Scottish Triat. He himself marrying into one of the other powerful Scottish families, solidifying at least one of the great aliiances forged by Zavier.
Fraiser however was left horror stricken as the first and only of his sons was killed at the Caern in more than suspicious circumstances, causing the fear to rupture and whispers of Zavier's soul haunting it's trees, just waiting for revenged to come at last. In the sight of losing the heir to his throne it fell on Fraiser to think carefully on what direction to take. He still had his daughter, a beautiful and talented young politician of a Kinfolk named Aemma. Knowing of the two boys left by Zavier it was only a breath taken before he had his daughter betrothed to the strong young prince Zayne who has been in hiding since his father's demise. However, Fraiser's end was quickly met soon after.
Aemma, Fraiser's daughter and Zayne were on the road with the Hounds for protection when terrible circumstance involving Sergei Iceclaw, the prince of Russia claimed Aemma's life. Zayne grief stricked had her body preserved and she was kept within Edinburgh's walls in the beautiful sun room, surrounded by offerings of Edinburgh's people. Zayne after years of serving as Edinburgh's alpha was found to leave his power to his steward. A powerful and ferocious Ahroun known as Bloodraine. A silver fang general, Bloodraine now protects the Caern against the would be political and physical threats from the wyrm and the Garou Nation.
All had been calm until only recently, when Aemma was seen to walk from her room of peace, alive and vanish into the night... soon after had come the news of Zayne's murder at the hands of the Russian Fangs. A haunting and to some terrifying repeat of the Fang's history within Edinburgh. For now the Caern is in the hands of the Royal Steward, Bloodraine. But for how long, is a question not many have the heart to answer.
Many had grown in their hatreds of the Silver Fang Conqueror and it was to be a meeting between three Garou that was to be the downfall of the "Mad King" One was the Russian Queen, Tamara Tvarivich. Another was The Margrave Yuri Konietzko and finally and perhaps more daringly, Zavier's own General Fraiser Napier. A plan was hatched between the three to put an end to the reign of terror at the hands of Morningkill.
Zavier however was not a fool, mad indeed but never a fool. He knew something was wrong from the moment the meeting was called. Packing up his young wife, Aurora he fled for the Scottish Highlands, Aurora soon to give birth to the pair's youngest son, a boy to be known as Zayne after his ferocious father. However the heir to Zavier's Throne was in fact their eldest son, a handsome boy who looked incredibly like his parentage, Kazimir.
It was sheer moments after Zavier was to hold his youngest that a dart would piece his throat and amongst the panic of the Silver Fang's servants and siblings he was lay dying in the icy courtyard near Stornoway, screaming his lasts for the suffering and hell he had cast on so many before him. A moment that any leader has to fear, the moment of vunerability in which those around you watch and let you burn.
Lord Fraiser Napier stepped into the position that he had himself sorely sought for many years, King of the European Protectorate, but not of course without his ties to the Margrave and to Russia. For the Silver Fangs things were settled, but none of the new leaders had taken into consideration the torn and battered bridges between themselves and the Fianna but also the massive Fenrir forces to the north and the east.