The Hounds of the Lindonfall Family. Shadows of the Empire. The True Sword. Many names had been given to the Underwells since their formation. Esmond knew of it all and although he would rather his family be completely unknown, if he couldn't hide it, then he would have it lathered in infamy. The decades he had spent as head of the family he had amplified the rumors surrounding them. They weren't only the Lindonfalls dogs, but now the embodiment of the dark side of their rule. He was fine with it. Anyone who moved against his family was a fool.
Despite all of Esmond's work, he knew that the rumors he created weren't completely unfounded. There had to be some truth otherwise it wouldn't be believable. He moved quickly through the obsidian castle. It was truly a great gift from Alfred. It had strong vaults that could house the secrets of the realm, and it was large enough that he could refurbish it to suit his family's needs.
