*Wall o text A Tale of Ghosts The Tensu’s fall from grace happened a year and a half ago. On a nobility scale of one to twelve, they sat between four and three comfortably. The family didn’t necessarily bow down to the established elites yet they never became a thorn their sides. They just existed. Fast forward a year and they're nothing more than a pitiful waste of precious Novan resources, or so I thought at the time. At my request for territorial updates, my advisors told me tales about them. How they would beg at every street corner and steal fruit from market kiosks just to keep themselves alive until the next day. Not only did it become embarrassing for them, but for the whole populace. Out of pity, the police usually ignored calls about them. People just turned a blind eye to them instead of helping. The moral of the story was simple; If you don't acknowledge something long enough, the problem will take care of itself eventually. The Tensu lost it all. Their estate, vehicles, and sense of sanity in the process. To think, they had us all fooled. Can you believe it was all just to build a perfect front? "Allow those around to think you foolish, then rob them blind." Every night, the Tensu slept on the streets unbathed and in ragged clothes while miles away, a pile of treasure, and a fresh coat of blood stained someone’s walls. My run in with them was anything but friendly. I needed to secure the Duderon sector by appointing a family to vouch for my credentials and run the region in my stead. The Soatoh family was my first choice. Rich and well-known throughout Novan territory for their vocal abilities. With a simple yawn, they could launch a Novan miles away. Though, lurking in the back of my mind was a want to meet the Tensu. The stories and rumors…. Intrigued me. Are they that fast? My curiosity got the better of me. I decided to bait them. Weeks before my visit, I made sure it was all the media would talk about: “Harkon’s visit to Hyromi, will he finally pick his Royal family? Who knows?!” When I touched down in the capital cities spaceport, I swear I was greeted by half the planet’s population. Nobody went to work that day. I traveled to the Soatoh family’s estate via horse drawn carriage with a small security detail of thirty men, Reaver class. To make the bait irresistible to them, I traveled through a forest. After a few days of travel, I started to believe that a Counselor wasn’t important enough to get robbed by them. Once I was convinced, that's when they ambushed my convoy. All my guards were slaughtered quickly by a group of seven Tensu family members. How embarrassing. Their last words cried out for me to flee. I exited the carriage and was greeted with a pointy and very sharp dagger slicing cleanly through my right cheek. I wasted no time in activating my gloves and drawing eight cards. Four were leviathan, the remaining being a trap and two spell cards. Luck for me, I drew one of my most famous cards in my first hand. We engaged in a lengthy battle, with no clear winner in sight. One waiting on the other to use their trump card, no pun intended. My famous tortoise card had them effectively pinned for a limited time. So, I suddenly paused and asked the group of assassins to cease and hear him out. The lead Tensu, Jade, the future Arch of the territory, replied, "To give your hidden goons time to save you? No thanks." "No, I want you to escort me to the manor up ahead. I'll pay you handsomely. For your troubles." My would-be killers were confused. Wearily, they accepted the deal. They were probably going to kill me eventually, why not get paid to walk me first? With that, they took me to the gates in complete silence. I again, got out of my carriage and spoke. "You have two options. Kill those inside the estate and join me, or, continue to live a life of dishonor." "Why would we listen to a "peaceful" uniter like you?" Jade asked, a dagger at the ready. "Because, my vision is much greater than the lives of thirteen people. Because I see a strong Novan empire that does not back down to others. Now, dispose of them and take their place as a royal family, as my personal assassins." Jade laughed, walked over to the front of the gate and sat down with her legs crossed, the others joining her. It was my turn to be confused. I watched as they all disappeared for several moments, and reappear seconds later. "Aren't you going to kill them?" I asked. "We already did it." That was the first recorded use of the Silent Transportation Art (STA). It was used many times over to secure my, and many other families, throne. I’m glad they didn’t have time to use it on me. At my coronation, the newly formed Htenna family stood beside the VanderHills, Soltur, Oplas, Floran, Lensane, EstouQ, Tema, Reprosl, Spale, Ybut, Rembra, Ustel and Alphanto families, awaiting their turn to be anointed. "The Tensu family, unknown by all at the time, are the fastest recorded people in Novan territory. They can be in and out of your house in the blink of an eye. If you managed to catch a glimpse of them, they wanted you to. Just so you'd keep the rumors about them going. They can influence people's minds. They can make you go a hundred nights without sleep. You’d spend your days running and hiding, wearing yourself down until you realize the only way to remain free from them forever. Death." - Harkon, the first Novan Emperor.