The Twins

The bastard younger sister of the Baron Richmond. They enjoy murder, torture, and light accusations of incest.<ref>Bleeding Edge 8.1</ref>

Actually there are four of them; the older Twins are hollow and split open to let the younger twins leap out, like wolverines, or bloodhounds, to hunt.

Reputation

They are the perfect example of mad nobles.<ref>The twins. The words were akin to a bell in Gordon’s memory.

Gordon had heard of the twins. To be exact, he’d heard about them in the context of the mad nobles. On the flip side, mention of mad nobles as a general topic invariably meant mention of the twins. - Excerpt from Interlude 7.x</ref> If not for their brothers intervention they would have been dead a long time ago.<ref>He moved with a retinue, as if he wasn’t imposing enough on his own. On either side of him were the twins. His bastard sisters. I had nothing against bastards, I was probably one myself, but for the nobles, those things mattered. The Baron Richmond was disenfranchised by virtue of his lower status. Too powerful to deal with the common people on any level, too low in status to wield any meaningful power. The bastard twins were below him in status. Were it not for their brother’s continued hard work, they might have found an early grave to assassins or other subtleties.

They were beautiful, I had to admit, wrapped in heavy coats, though theirs had albino wolf pelts around their otherwise bare shoulders, and were a stark, startling white. Pale skin, pale fur, and white cloth that surrounded them and with the bare shoulders, suggested they weren’t even dressed beneath the overcoats.

They reminded me of Helen, if I imagined a Helen with more bloodlust, and the inability or an unwillingness to suppress it. Their hands were all over their brother. - Excerpt from Counting Sheep 9.3</ref>

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