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**Early afternoon, at the home of Duke Aidun, Zaragoza:
* Shouting outside, sounds of ringing weapons...the front door is throw open with a crash and a stranger walks in
Stranger: "WHO HAS CLAIMED THIS HOUSE?"
Various servants of the Duke (who is absent himself at the time) proclaim is it the Duke of Zaragoza's home and that the stranger should leave immediately, or face the city guards that are no doubt on their way.
Stranger: "Zara-what? Where are the Dejons? Oh, don't bother - I'll find them!"
* The Stranger leaves
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** Late afternoon, Zaragoza marketplace, Dejon Weapon shop:
* A stranger enters
Stranger: "Who's in charge here?"
Shop clerk: "My father, Garuf Dejon."
Stranger: "Aha, a Dejon! Is he the head of the family?"
Shop clerk: "Um, well, depends on who's asking."
Stranger: "Fetch him immediately."
* Shop clerk runs into the back of the shop. Hurried conversation can be heard, and after a couple of minutes, a large, but portly, man emerges while strapping a sword sheath to his belt.
Garuf Dejon: "Who's asking for me?"
Stranger: "Are you the Señor Dejon?"
Garuf Dejon: "Yes! And who might you be?
Stranger: "The next Señor Dejon, sir! I challenge you, by right of bloodline descended from the late Poupon Dejon."
Garuf Dejon: "Poupon? There hasn't been a Poupon for centuries! You have no such right!"
Stranger: "Just as I thought - the Dejon family has forgotten their code. No matter - you will swear fealty to me or die, sir."
* The Stranger unsheaths his sword.
Garuf Dejon: "Get out of my shop!"
* Garuf Dejon charges the stranger, sword drawn. The Stranger slashes his sword twice - the first knocking Garuf's sword from his grasp, and the second opening his neck to the air. The Stranger looks almost sad at the pitiful contest. He grabs behind the counter, hauling the young clerk into view.
Stranger: "Am I sorry for your loss, lad. But I will not spare any who have besmirched the Dejon name. What's your name?"
Clerk: "He's not really my father. He married my mom for our name, to help his business. I'm a real Dejon, Leis Dejon - named after one of the original sons of the first Señor."
Stranger: "Ah, you know some history, do you lad? Do I have to challenge you? Do you know the code?"
Leis: "Yes, yes, my great-grand-father taught me...The challenger states his challenge and lienage, but leaves out his own name, as it is not yet important. If the person challenged does not believe the lineage, they have the right to ask to see the family mark, otherwise they immediately state their weapon choice for the challenge. Are you really a Dejon? There are very few male Dejons left. Those that don't kill each other amongst family squabbles usually serve their entire life in the military, never marrying."
Stranger: "Very good, Leis. Ah, that is a shame. The military is important, but continuing the family traditions is more important. My name is Jaguar Dejon."
* Jaguar lifts his left shirt sleeve to reveal a mark on the inside of his arm - a rock spear.
Leis: "Wow!"
Jaguar: "I seek to reunite the family - who do I need to challenge, and where will I find them?"
Leis: "Um...there's a Dijon in Pamplona, and a widow named Heris, sister-in-law to my mother, in Madrid who lost her husband Fletch. Both claim to be the family head. My mother has kept quite for years on family business, letting Garuf pretend to be a Dejon so that we could keep a roof over our heads."
Jaguar: "Well, you're a fount of knowledge, boy! Why isn't there more Dejons in this city they settled? And who is this Duke of Zaragoza?"
Leis: "Everyone dispersed in a few generations after Fletcher Dejon's death. When the Señor Tamali was given governorship of Santiago, he gave up the interim governship here, and Lord Togas installed the governor Aidun, who King Togas recently made a Duke."
Jaguar: "Hmm, I'm not sure I like that. After settling the family disputes, I'll go see the new King. He also has to explain the sorry state of the Spanish military. Sure, there are soldiers all over the place, but they're all raw - no experienced soldiers to be found! Just today I pounded my way through two guards to get into the Duke's house - the old Dejon manor - completely inept, they were! Say lad - would you come with me to Pamplona and Madrid? You can show me the quickest way and point out the shameful Dejons."
Leis: "OK!"
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** A few days later, in the Pamplona marketplace
Jaguar: "Dijon Dejon - I challenge you, by right of bloodline descended from the late Poupon Dejon."
Dijon: "You MUST be joking. Nobody could trace their bloodline back that far! Show me a mark, fool, if you know what I'm talking about."
* Jaguar rolls up his sleeve
Dijon: "Oh my lord, you aren't joking!"
* Dijon walks into the back of his shop and emerges two minutes later, covered with armour and carrying two bronze spears.
Dijon: "I see your sword there, but let's see if you know how to handle the spear."
* Dijon tosses a spear to Jaguar
* The fight lasts no longer than a minute, with Jaguar triumphing by sweeping Dijon off his feet with a low swipe of the spear, and lunging up to his neck with the sharp point. Face to face, with the spear at Dijon's neck...
Jaguar: "I commend you for lasting that long, Dijon. And I can see from the tip of this spear that there is at least one Dejon left that knows how to make a proper weapon. Do you swear fealty to me, Jaguar Dejon, or must I kill a talented Dejon craftsman?"
Dijon: "I will honour the Dejon family - by swearing fealty to you, Señor Jaguar Dejon. I never thought I'd see this day - I am very happy. A part of me had hoped that young Leis there might one day grow strong enough to lead the family, but it was not likely with his illegitimate father. I only led the family because there was none other, and in fact, many did not recognize my lead anyway. But you will have to deal with Fletch's widow in Madrid before all will follow you."
Jaguar: "So I am told by young Leis here, and I will. Dijon, I am a Dejon by blood, but my upbringing was far from civilized, and I am no weaponsmith. The family will need you to strengthen and maintain that tradition more than ever. I have slain the boy's so-called father in Saragossa, and his mother will need help. Please choose the best of your apprentices to take charge here, and then go set things right in Saragossa. In a year's time, I want to hear that Dejon weapons are the best to be found, from Madrid to Vigo!"
Dijon: "It will be so, Señor."
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** A week later, in the Madrid cemetary
Heris: "You there - move! You're kneeling on my husband."
Jaguar: "Ah, Heris, I presume. Leis told me I would find you here."
Heris: "Leis? My sister-in-law's brat? Who are you?"
Jaguar: "Who I am is not important, but my forefathers are. I seek to restore the Dejon family, as a descandant of the late Poupon Dejon. I am unsure of how to proceed, madame, for the code did not explicitly exclude or include challenges to women. What say you?"
Heris: "Ah, the rumors are true! You can't just barge into a Duke's home and not expect people to talk, you know. I will accept your challenge, by the accuracy of the bow. That should preserve your manly honour."
* The challenge is conducted on the old Training Grounds, which have been all but abandoned. At sixty paces, Jaguar plants 8 of ten arrows into the target, while Heris manages 6.
Heris: "I never expected to win, but traditions are traditions. No other has even dared challenge me, fearing to injure me. You can have the family title, but you should heed my advice on dealing with the growing intrigue of Madrid."
Jaguar: "I may, madame, but first I need to hear your oath."
Heris: "Oh, you do know a thing or two! Very well...I will honour the Dejon family, by swearing fealty to you, Señor Jaguar Dejon. I suppose I should ask to see if you have the same mark my husband had..."
Jaguar: "And you know a thing or two, as well."
* Grinning, Jaguar rolls up this sleeve
Jaguar: "Spain has changed much from what I was taught. I would appreciate your assistance in many regards, Heris. I have asked Dijon to restore the quality to the Dejon arms. But I am sure that you possess knowledge equally important, like on how to run the many shops, how to restore our reputation, and how to get an audience with the King."
Heris: "Ah, yes, there are many facets to a family image, Señor, and I will help with those you are unfamiliar with."
Jaguar: "With the family elders working together, am I confident we can make the Dejon family name a noble one once again. I feel a great swell of pity for any who stand in our way." 
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Nuclear Winter
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Hola Señor Dejon,
I am sorry if I could not come earlier to greet you, but my family has been involved in lots of deals and my father, Nuclearis Winterius the II, who knew Fletcher Dejon in life, has just passed to the Greater Life. I am meeting a Dejon by the first time, but I´ve heard beutifull tales of your family´s bravery. Be welcome back, and please contact me for everything you need. Besides, If your family needs resources just ask and we can provide you as much Wine squid, bread, or money as you feel necessary to rebuild your household and such. Don´t feel ashamed or such, just drop by ElSqid & Vino and talk to Filipo.
Welcome back to Spain, and may your family restore it´s old glory!
Nuclearis Winterius the III
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