His Lordship,Master Theodore Drumm,Master of Farwynd,Heir to His Grace The Great Drumm of The Iron Hills,Lord Balon Drumm of Farwynd,14 years old, opened his eyes and looked around himself.He quickly put on his glasses (quietly cursing his eyesight)and looked around the place.He was in a stone room;the walls were cut stone and the floors the same.Iron braziers lit the room with a sickly glow and the thin windows let in a small slit of light,shining shafts of light on the floor.On the wall here and there hung tapestries of warriors on boarback swinging swords over their heads and lifting heavy axes over their heads ready to split their enemy in two and kill them to boot and every single warrior wore the colours of the Drumm Clan;a bronze tower house on green,emblazoned on every warrior and warrioresses tunic.
He dressed himself in his new tunic emblazoned the front and hand stitched breeches with a boar leather bleached green with a scabbard holding his newly forged blade of iron.He dressed in this apparel for today was the day he became a man,the day he received his first permanent boar piglet for his use and fighting,but first he must raise it like to adulthood and also the day he become a Knight Of The Boar becoming Sir Theodore and picking a house name for himself until he becomes Lord of Farwynd when his father dies and his younger children take the surname and his heir takes the surname Drumm.He walked out the big oak door and walked down the towers steep steps worn down by centuries of climbing up and down them.He then walked through the kitchen door andmet his father and mother,Lord Balon and Lady Selyse and his younger brother and younger sisters,Graham Greyiron,Asha Greyiron and Mya Greyiron.They greeted him and wished him luck in his picking of his boar piglet.
