"Blood Rains Down as We Rise UP."

House Stormholm resides within The Forest of Vala Rauca

• Baron Sinskar is the Lord of House Stormholm and the Keeper of Star Haven

• Archduchess Castracia Regnant is the Keeper of Bliss Falls

• Duke Sapph Zukonian is the Keeper of Vandor Gisir

• Lady Alduin is the Keeper of Veil Vuur

Stormholm's Capital Castle

The members of Stormholm were chosen by the magical Forest of Vala Rauca, that surround our capital. It's a symbiotic relationship as we protect and care for the forests, the forests assist us in our daily lives. It provides safe passage through the forest and substance to keep us feed and warm. At the same time, we assist the forest by keeping it clear of monsters and other harmful creatures.  It is not a requirement to worship nature or even the forest itself. We were chosen by the forests and though we don't always understand why, we strive to be worthy of the magical forest's reasons.   

The wolf is a sacred animal to us as it is the only other creature Vala Rauca provides safe passage and ease of hunt for. Some think the wolves are to be worshiped. Others believe they are brothers and sisters of Stormholm as the forests also chose them. Still, some think they are messengers of the gods. Whatever your belief, it is clear they are a respected and sacred animal to the Vala Rauca and to us. 

There is a legend that parents tell their young to scare them of the deep dark forests. Of dire wolves bigger than bears and faster than panthers that live in them. So territorial that wandering too far into the woods invites death. The legend scares many but the truth scares more. In those very woods lies a band of once mercenaries but now a closely knit family that has done the unspeakable to protect each other.

During the cataclysm, the only way they survived was by working together and defending each other. Creating a bond so strong nothing can come between them. During these uncertain times, when the very land itself is unstable, the only thing certain is staying out of their territory. Because, like those dire wolves they never hunt alone, you never see them coming, and when you do it is always too late. The linens on their very back help them to blend in with the dark forests. Black with the shadows and blue with the moonlight.

No one knows why they proclaimed themselves when they did but it came with a message and a warning. The message was a line of monstrous carcasses on the edge of their forest and the warning clear as day was, these are our forests.

To this day you can request aid from them, and they will come to the aid of the worthy when it is clear it is the will of the house and the forest. They help to return lost souls out of their forests. Still, the lost ones return with stories of weaving mazes and creatures moving just within sight in the shadows. Never being able to identify what they are seeing. Never knowing how to reach back home till found by a local in black and blue with food and a way out of the forests. Always with the departing warning "These are our Forests". They come to help and seem like good people, just don't ask about their home or what's in the forest cause they will never tell, and their answer will always be... "These are our Forests".