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The kingdom of Tenebris stood proudly after hundreds of years. Built during a time of war, Tenebris had defense and sieges in mind when it was constructed. The steep walls surrounded the majority of the city and had seven towers outlaying the walls. The walls were built with no crevices to prevent cracks and breaking off when under siege. They were slanted slightly outwards to prevent siege towers and ladders from being effective. The towers outlaying the walls were pocketed with archery holes along the hidden stairway and ballistics at the top.
Although the walls appeared ready for war and sieges, there had been peace for nearly a century. Inside the walls, everyone was merry and prospering. Fear of war had disappeared over the years. In the center of Tenebris stood the castle and a stadium for tournaments and entertainment. A ring of houses and businesses surrounded the castle; these belonged to the nobles and several residents in the middle class. Another wall, smaller than the outer wall surrounded these houses. Several gates lead out to the outer ring, where the majority of the middle class and lower class lived. There were a few marketplaces throughout the outer ring.
Almost five years ago, Gambit Rogers arrived in Tenebris. Working as a mercenary for a couple years, the citizens of Tenebris had given him the name of Tenebris' Shadow; although nobody knew who he actually was or the real identity of Tenebris' Shadow. Once he had the money to open a shop, Gambit sheathed his sword and started weaponsmithing. Within a few years, everyone in the kingdom and in the kingdoms scattering the land knew his name as a master weaponsmith. He was known for crafting melee weapons by hand with such skill that the machines normal smiths used were pointless to him. The guns and weapons that were powered by energy emitted from a natural blue resource called Esoteric, Gambit couldn't craft by hand and used the machines to harness and store the energy in the weapons.
Aside from customers, Gambit kept to himself. He had only one friend in the entire kingdom of Tenebris, Darian Soto. Darian was the merchant side of Gambit's business and the only person Gambit could call a friend. Gambit was a magnificent weaponsmith, but his people skills were almost non-existent. People talked of how he was an asshole, rude, and heartless. His words were short, blunt, and almost always cutting as the weapons he makes. Still, he was invited to parties and treated like the noble class, despite being the middle-class citizen.
Word of rebellion and war filled the streets, which gave Gambit a lot of business. He spent most of his days in the forge and in his workshop crafting numerous weapons. Kingdoms were preparing for war, warriors were searching for weapons that would keep them alive. Gambit worked tirelessly and didn't stop from dawn to dusk. Word spread that even the assassin guild hidden away was preparing for war.