The arms of House Fortemps is a unicorn, erased and wreathed in thorns. The unicorn is unique to Coerthas but...they are hardly to be found in these parts. A shame.
Do you like the shield upon my back? The painter did excellent work, I feel. I do like the unicorn's horn.
The arms of House Fortemps is a unicorn, erased and wreathed in thorns. The unicorn is unique to Coerthas but...they are hardly to be found in these parts. A shame.
Do you like the shield upon my back? The painter did excellent work, I feel. I do like the unicorn's horn.
Like the unicorns which adorn our shields, we knights of House Fortemps aspire to nobility in the face of adversity.
A knight pays no heed to the lies of lesser men. She carries herself with pride and dignity, secure in the knowledge that her deeds will be her vindication.
Full glad I am that your names have been cleared. I feared it only a matter of time before your accusers grew bold enough to send their minions here─though I cannot say I would not have welcomed the opportunity.
After speaking with the others, we have decided to leave the intercessory vacant for the time being. You are more than welcome to make use of it as you see fit.
I dismissed it as a mere jest at first, but I suspect Lord Haurchefant was quite serious when he suggested calling it the “Falling Snows.”