Lord Galvar Santon waited impatiently for the other lords and ladies of Falkirk to arrive at his home called the Red Keep. He called them in for unspecified reasons, but he knew they would come. After all, why would you ignore the calls of the most powerful lord in the land? Doing so would be extremely idiotic. And now he sat back in his golden throne, sighing heavily. "Worthless cunts are taking their damn time.."
(Sorry if this isn't the best opening. Never been good at 'em.)