The Trials Begin

1. When faced with a decision that shapes the future, how dost thou approach the challenge?

With ambition and fire, seizing what is mine, no matter the cost With grace and diplomacy, seeking harmony and growth for all With steadfast loyalty, upholding honor and justice, no matter the danger With courage and duty, protecting my kin and my lands with unyielding resolve

2. In the vaults of kings and the halls of legends, four treasures gleam: Honor, Gold, Power, and Glory

The glory of honor, though unseen The weight of gold, firm in hand Power, for with it, all else is within reach Glory, for it immortalizes one's name

3. When the drums of war echo through the mountains, what do you seek most in the ranks at your side?

Unbreakable discipline, like steel in formation Soldiers forged in pain, loyal through suffering Bravery that charges even into death A calculated force, ready to turn the tide when the moment is right

4. When the drums of war echo across the land and your ally fights with uncertain outcome, how dost thou respond?

Rise with steel in hand to stand beside your allies, though doom may follow? Linger in the shadows, watching the tides, and pledge your sword only when the victors are clear? Strike swiftly on my own terms, not for loyalty but for the spoils — war is no place for sentiment Send word, gather counsel, and move the pieces quietly — the wisest hand shapes fate from the shadows, not the flames

5. When betrayal cuts deep and wrongs are laid bare, how dost thou answer the call of justice?

With sword in hand, swift and unyielding With whispered schemes, patient and cruel Smile through the pain, sow the seeds of vengeance in gardens unseen Feign forgiveness, feast in peace... then strike when their guard is down

6. When foes stand before thee, how dost thou choose to end their tale?

A slow unraveling, where each moment of agony deepens their despair With unwavering loyalty to my kin, I strike with justice, ensuring they never rise again With careful deliberation, offering a chance to surrender, but prepared to end it if no mercy is given With measured strength, I would strike swiftly but spare the worthy, for even in war, honor must not be forsaken

7. When the fires of ambition burn within thee, which path dost thou walk?

Warring for glory, conquering all in my wake Seeking knowledge, the wisdom of the ages to guide my way Vying for power, to sit upon the throne of kings Protecting my own, shielding those who call me their own

8. When the drums of war sound and the battlefield calls, how dost thou prefer to fight?

On open ground, where the strongest may prove their might with clean blades In rugged terrain, striking from the shadows with poisoned steel, where even the slightest touch brings death On the open seas, where I strike without warning, taking what I desire by force Through calculated ambush, catching my foe off guard in their moment of weakness

9. When the winds of fate blow cold and cruel, how dost thou navigate the storm?

With quiet resilience, seeking to turn the tides of fate through patience and subtlety With grace and diplomacy, finding ways to flourish even in the harshest of conditions With ruthless calculation, bending the storm to my will by any means necessary With wisdom and foresight, positioning the pieces for a future where my house reigns supreme