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Fear had gripped the Moon elf male, Never had it been done before. Never in all the centuries of peace between elves and dwarves has a single elven lord demanded as payment of help to the dwarven people the return of the Stone sentinel, the single solid binding agent of their long lasting relationship between the two races as a whole. While lords from one or the other race may hate each other and refuse help an all out war has not happened sense both were Empires in the golden area of the first age. Then again never has a dwarven king been given the answer of yes for aid in retaking of the old dwarf capital.
To understand the mind of the elf lord Anjui and his brother Ado would be a matter all of its own, the big picture behind the plan escaped even Lunas's capable mind being as old as he was one would think some simple High elf nobility which had fought among each other for eons now would do nothing, They were the reason the elven people had fallen so far, They were the reason why the elves no longer ruled the surface world, but coward in forests and glens and islands away from the other races. As his rage filled him a peace also came. It was the high elves that had also given the Night elves and moon elves refugee away from the Dark elves in their time of need, even lent them a hand in claiming lands that they would call home. They even aided in defending the lands, while yes when it would benefit them as well, but they still aided their race at needed times.
Lunas looked over the two gifts that yet remained with him as Javi left to make his own preparations for the battle that would come in a few hours time. Their god of the hunt would be on the field of battle, and so would the Avatar of the Goddess, the Moon would be blessed and they would not fall for this battle. While soldiers and weapons would have been useful in this fight the High elves had given more then what had been asked of them. The question however that came first to the moon elf's mind was at what price? What was the cost of these gifts to the wood elves? What cost would it come to the Night elves? The last of all of them was how soon would the lord Anjui collect upon this debt he was owed?
Lunas Nodded and waved away the Fire, the forges would get to work right away in reforming all the armor and weaponry they could with it before the battle. With the dragon's breath it would make the weapons harder to break, not ware down from the clashing of armor, bone, blood, or anything else that could coat the blade and dull it. Even more so anything forged would be made to not age normally, but instead become clear of rust for ages, and if taken care of properly last until its lost to time. The second the tearstones of the Goddess went with Lunas to the moonwell which had turned shades of black from the earlier proceedings. [#9138cc "Great Goddess, My namesake, Eluna. I return to you what was once lost to your people. I return to you the power of your Tears. Weep no longer for they shall be your power upon this world. With them those who fight in your name shall bring you honor, or die in battle to be reborn as a star in your kingdom."]
Taking each of the three stones one at a time and placing them within the moon well they turned the water from black back to the clear color it was before. As Lunas stepped back he felt the power radiating off the moonwell and understood now that the tearstones were far more powerful, even more so than history had said. As once the pool stopped glowing the stones lifted from the pool to form two eyes and a gemstone in the forhead for a massive dragon made from the moon well water. It didn't answer through a voice, but through thought to the moon elf commander. [b "Your honor for the goddess has been answered. I am Keligar Keeper of the waters. Servant to the Great Goddess. She has sent me here to aid you in the battle to come."]
As the day crept on Ado had finished his exercise he was trying to accomplish. He was slowly but surely fixing up the ruins that he had found with the use of magic. One would think using it would be easy, but in fact it was far from it. One would say the use of magic was like taking the same amount of energy and using it without the physical work to it. So if one wanted to move a bolder the energy it would take a person to move it would be the personal cost to them. Of course those with skilled magical talents had a way of using their enemies own energy against them instead of their own. Others had vast pools of "mana" to draw from history of course showed that the pools were stored in gems and other items. These items were usually passed down blood lines and so rarely left a family, however far and few were lost to time, or others were raided and taken as loot.
Ado knew his brother had an item believed to be lost to time always with him. The gem of Bysmas, The North star was a strong white gemstone that clung around the young male's neck at all times. While Ado had never seen or felt its truly vast mana pool he did know that Anjui had received the gem at a very young age and told to constantly store extra energy into it and only use it in dire necessity. Of course Ado had received something similar the Gem of Myrmas, the South star. like its twin was a solid white gem he kept around his neck. Also told like his brother to put extra energy into it he had done so every day sense his childhood. The vast amount of energy within the gem was a constant source of warmth for the prince as he knew while his skill in magic was not an excellent he would have no problem out lasting most mages in combat.
Drawing in a sharp breath as the male felt the cost of his work hit him he felt light headed. Sitting down on a still yet broken pillar he ate several things he had taken with him. Bread, Cheese, A few pieces of fruit, and some salted pork that had been cooked a few hours earlier. As the little shadows from his vision faded away Ado set off to the river he knew was close by. Stopping he removed his shirt and pants and plunged himself into the icey chill that helped cool his body from the day's activities. pushing through the surface he took in a sharp breath and floated there a moment.
It was the thump thump of the armor hitting dirt close by that had drawn his attention. [b "Lord Ado, The Lord Anjui has requested your presence. A war council will be taking place after the afternoon meal."] nodding Ado swam to shore and got out. [#f5990a "Lead the way."] was all the young prince had spoken as he dressed himself quickly. The guard had covered her eyes as the male came out of the water. Of course she followed his instructions. Leading back to Shyr Tadorar. It was the sprawling city that had first came into view as the construction of the city was well under way just like back at Masol Thysaer. His brother was preparing for war in every possible way and that meant his plan was coming much faster then Ado expected.
The young elf Prince Anjui was no fool, he knew that while the Wood elves would keep the Piece of their Horned God, the moon elves would not so reluctantly give back the two gifts given to them as well. The Bark of the First Sentinel tree was all but a treasure of the Gods to them. Then the Tears of the Goddess was just the same no less as it meant they were more connected with their highest deity in the pantheon and would remain so until the end of the world or the connection was once again disconnected through other means.
Hearing clamor of the nobility from the houses now under his banner Anjui put up his hand. [#b62e11 "Lord Aelori what seems to be the matter of discussion with the nobles that I am hearing whispers about in my own court?"] The older male stepped down from his position in the rafters with the rest of the nobles and stood in the middle of the room. [#771390 "Well my lord Anjui, the nobles wonder at your motives for giving back the three items in question to the other elves. It will make them a harder pressed enemy when the time comes for that, and even less they now have weapons to use against us as well."]
Nodding at the opposition to his plan Anjui's devilish smile appeared on his face once again [#b62e11 "Do not worry lords and ladies of the Masjhol nobility. You see while we will one day fight the elves of the far lands, we are making a great progress in tying them to us through diplomatic debt. We will use that to our advantage and help the dwarves who then will return to us the Stone sentinel tree and with it the other elven houses will understand the might of house Masjhol is not to be tested. More so we shall use the Stone Sentinel and the magic of the Sia Aer, the True elf magic will help restore what was once lost a long time ago."]
More clamor came from the nobility only to have the Anjui raise from his chair to stand next to Lord Aelori. [#771390 "What Lord Anjui praytell is that?"] His smile still on his face Anjui looked toward the throne upon which he just vacated the crown for it upon his head. [#b62e11 "The Jhyr Maelolaer, The Lost Sentinel has long been missing and anyone who ever goes to the far southern deserts seem to disappear never to be seen."] Removing the crown from his head he began to twist it round and round. [#b62e11 "Your dismissed lords and ladies. Please return to your duties, we must prepare for war."]
Anjui placed the crown back upon his head and left the throne room, what the nobility including his brother did not know was that Anjui had also intended to bring back Thos Maelolaer, the First sentinel. That task was going to be much harder to do however, as the First Sentinel was the only tree blessed by the entire Collection of gods across the elven races. It also meant expanding out from the Isle as they would have to find the remains of the First tree outside of the chunk he had given to the elf emissary and sent off. That was an easy find.
The Bark of the First tree had come from the ruins of Shori Toria, The White city was the original Isle's huge sprawling city that covered all of the Isle and would forever be gone. Of course in the middle of the city was the First Sentinel, but with the magic of the King he had moved it to a different land and when the King fell he took the location of the remains of the tree with him, It was during the war that the tree had been shattered and burned and misplaced and lost. He would restore it with the magic from all the Sentinel trees, and the single branch woven into the crown of his house.
The Tear stones of the Goddess were also an easy find, one just had to know where to look. They had come from the Kaer Syrdaes, The Great Tower was and still stands as the massive tower that could be seen from all over the Crescent Isle. Home to the magic school and the scholars of the elf people. It was there that many houses went and discussed terms of peace during war season or trade agreements during other times. It was also usually there one would find items of power. The Tear stones were no acceptation to it found in the middle of the Grand Library in a the fountain of water with other gems of the hews of blue and whites.
The last gift the Horn of the wood elf god was a bit more of a challenge to obtain. While still within the hands of the High elves Anjui had to secret away to another house under the banner of a Mercenary group and during war season aid them in taking land from another house. It was during the raid on one of the cities he had stashed away to find the treasury and within it found many useful things, The Horn was one of those items.
Returning to his Throne Anjui took the crown from his head once again and held it within his hands. It was an accumulation of the items he would need to restore the elven people to their empire and this time he would not fall to the voices of the Demons and the Darker gods. Not like his Great Grandfather had done so many centuries ago, that had been the start of their downfall he had heard voices and it had caused him to go crazy and paranoid eventually leading to the war with the dwarves.
Lunas had become the Avatar of Eluna, Her gifts where now his to use even if they were a limited version of it as his mortal body would not be able to take all the power she could give to her avatar had she so chosen. Lunas was important to his people and will be even after this battle, this war for the elven forest was long over. The Goddess knew this and so limited his body's input of power from her. Extended night vision beyond even that of his own moon elf people. He could see now even by starlight now and would forever be changed for it. Also granted to him was moonlight arrows. As long as the moon was shinning he could call upon its ray's to form arrows even if it was barely shinning. It also allowed him to have an endless arsenal of arrows at his command.
With her gifts he also was granted one more gift while elves already accurate and fast with a bow Lunas would now be able to fire his bow quicker then the elite rangers. With these changes Lunas's form itself took on several changes. He grew taller then his people, his skin turned even darker shade of purple then others, and his eyes most of all his eyes. They had turned a bright white like that of the moon. The Great Goddess had heard his plea and answered it and had a tender hand in doing so. Her last gift to her Avatar within Lunas was one more thing. She had summoned forth her Great hunt. A massive White stag upon which he would lead his people from and become the beacon he set himself out to be for it. He would in return show no fear in the face of the enemy and would even fight them to his end.
Upon hearing that the prince from the wood elven people had come to camp Lunas was curious, but cautious he wanted to know what it was that the wood elves had sent with their heir and next in line, however those gifts were gone when he left the tent of the wood elf commander Javi. Without words the Prince nodded to lunas who answered back in kind. The young wood elf returned to his mount and took off to the direction that the Twisted forest was. It must have meant he would return to his father's side and make sure no more orc incursions would attempt to come from their forest borders as well. That or possible gather more of their forces to march in aid of the moon elf battle to come.
Lunas watched as Javi exited with the three chests close behind him, but all three hung open. Before even speaking a word the avatar of the Goddess could sense the power come from the boxes. [#9138cc "The High elves have given us Powerful Gifts instead of soldiers and weapons as asked of them. I can sense the power leaking from the chests, but what gifts have they deemed would win us this war?"] Lunas looked over the boxes but could not make out what was inside of them for they were yet to far from him. Javi's voice drifted to his ears however as he approached. [#9dcc38 "They have given us weapons of the Great Gods of our each of our people."]
Lunas confused at first looked over the chests as they come closer and his eyes grew big. The three gifts were indeed gifts of the Gods and could not be replaced with any amount of bodies and weapons to go with them. [#9dcc38 "The First is for my people Lunas. The Last piece to the God of the Hunt we wish to revive one day. The second is a Host for this god to come into our world."] waving his hand both were taken away. [#9dcc38 "The second is for your people. The Tears of the Goddess, The Last drops of water gifted from Eluna herself to the elves for the Original Moon well that was placed at the base of the Thos Maelolaer."]
With those words Lunas took ahold of the tearstone shaped gems and with it a small tear fell down his own face. The Goddess could feel through him the power in them and with it the Moon elf knew exactly what it meant. [#9138cc "Javi we must make our last preparations. Summon your God of the Hunt. I shall bring forth all the power of the Goddess to bare against these vile creatures. They have tainted to far into the Forest and will be punished for it. We will drive them back into their holes."] Javi handed over the box with the stones in them, however before releasing the gems he spoke even more. [#9dcc38 "The last one is for both races."] waving his hand to the last box it showed the Breath of Flames which would go to the forges.
Waving his hand the last chest disappeared into the tent line and would be sent to the head blacksmith to use. [#9dcc38 "The last bit I will tell you is information. The High elf Noble Anjui and his brother Ado have pledged to help the Dwarven King return Karaz Khaz to the Dwaven crown."] pausing a moment to look into his eyes Lunas did not give away what he was feeling which was both fear and hate towards the high elves. Why after all would they help dwarves before their own kin of elves? [#9dcc38 "I am also told that the King of the Dwarves has pledged to give the brothers the Myli Maelolaer."]
Now it showed on his face. Lunas like Javi felt both fear, excitement, contempt, and hatred towards the brothers. The fear was because if the High elves were to get their hands upon the Stone Sentinel that meant they would have two eternity trees and could use their connection to the Gods to claim lands by forging a Forest with one of the trees. They could also gift it to another race and make them become like the dwarves and long lived. Excitement as it meant the return of the Closest thing the elves had to their Original Eternity tree and it would be back in its proper place on the Crescent Isle where the Original tree sat. Contempt as he would never see the tree unless sent by the High Priestess or the Goddess herself to the Isle to the dealings of the High elves. Hatred also as they pledged to the dwarves to help rebuild their empire even when the elves themselves were scattered across the world. The emotion that came across the most, was Excitement however as it meant all elves would rejoice with the news and they would feel the power once the tree was returned.
Javi had spent most of the night on patrol with a few of his soldiers. Making sure many of the soldiers got as much rest as possible. Soon the fighting would start and it would not stop until either one side is wiped off the field or one turn around and ran away. Likely at least to Javi as far as he could tell would make the day of fights bloody and very high stress as to know how orcs worked made them dangerous enemies, even more so when they were in mass. Looking over the map of where soldiers would be placed he heard a person stepped into the command pavilion.
Holding up his hand before the person could speak Javi put his hand on the map he was looking at, more specifically where the archers would be and how close the sword and spear units would be to the entry way up the cliff and how close they would be to the archers. Even more so where the Calvary units would be incase of emergency, even more so how many soldiers of each type would be upon the field and which ones would be kept in reserve to send in as reinforcements.
Javi looked up to see that it was Prince Vyr. A smile gleemed in the light across his golden brown skin. [#108417 "Hello again dear friend. I come bearing answer from the Elves of the Crescent Isle."] stepping to the side he waved his hand in front of three chests. Eyeing the chests with anger in his heart and a fist clenching on the map. [#9dcc38 "We asked for soldiers and weapons yet they deny us both and even dare to give us money instead."] Taking a step around the table Javi looked at the chests and eyed them over repeatedly. [#9dcc38 "And small chests at that full of coin? Do they wish to insult the combine people of the Dream woods and the Twisted Forest?"]
Vyr just nodded towards one of the chests the smile still upon his face. Curious Javi went and opened the chest only to see a single antler piece that looked like it had come from a stag. Flipping the lid of the other two chests the male saw the Gem like drops in the shape of tears, The other was a piece of wood that seemed to be on fire, yet did not catch the chest itself on fire. Puzzled [#9dcc38 "Not even coin did they send us, but useless and puzzling items in times we need clarity."] Vyr silenced the elf however as he stepped up to the first chest.
[#108417 "These gifts are the turn of the fight to come."] pulling the antler out of the chest Vyr held it up in the firelight to show instead of being a dark shade of brown or a light tan the color was that of solid red. [#108417 "The Last missing piece of the God of the hunt."] Placing it back within the chest he moved to the next he pulled out the tear shaped gem. [#108417 "The tears of the Goddess. The last water of the Original moon well from the Thos Maelolaer. The only time elves were a united people."] Placing the stones once again back within the chest he moved to the third and removed the piece of wood with bare hands and didn't burn himself. [#108417 "The Breath of Flames. A gift given to the High elves from the Dwarves. It allows them to craft better armor and weaponry then during our golden age."]
Vyr returned the burning wood back into the chest as well to turn and look at Javi a smile upon his face. [#108417 "The high elves may not have given us soldiers, They may not have given us weapons and armor to aid in this war, but they have given us the means to defend ourselves and make sure no orc army will dare come into the forests again without setting it ablaze, and without cutting down the trees as they go farther in."]
Javi looked at the items now in a new light. Had the Elves of the Crescent isle really and truly held onto these treasures for so long even when asked to aid their fellow elven brothers in wars? Had they really just returned the God of the hunt to the wood elven people and allowed yet the last waters of the Moon well from the First Sentinel out of their eye sight, and more so off the isle itself? These were indeed strange times. Javi turned back to Vyr with one question burning behind his lips. [#9dcc38 "Who was it that gave these two you? The cresent isles have no King, and the houses are here soon to war with one another. What person has enough power to hold these and give them away without second thought or rebuttle?"] Vyr's smile disappeared at the question. [#108417 "The Lord of House Msjhol; Anjui Starlight. His brother Ado had the dwarven king in talks."]
Surprise and curiosity sparked even more so within Javi; but was it the time? [#108417 "There are talks that Lord Ado had pledged elven soldiers from their house to aid the dwarves in retaking their Empire's Capital. No not Grom Khaz from the Tyrant Warlord that now sits on the thrown, but that of Karaz Khaz. In return the Dwarven king has pledged to give Anjui the Myli Maelolaer."] Awe, shock, fear, and even joy hit Javi all at once. Awe because no one had ever dared try and take the Myli Maelolaer from the dwarves sense it was the seat of power for them, and even more so the seal upon which the dwarves and elves agreed to end the fighting between the two races. Shock because the dwarves agreed, even more so the Dwarven king had done it in person. Fear because with the Myli Maelolaer being held by the brothers meant they would have their own Eternity tree they could use it as a banner to get other elven people under their rule which meant their power was as equal to the Corrupted King, or the First elven king himself. Joy however as to have what was once lost was being returned to the elven people.
The young elf Prince Ado had returned to his chambers for a few moments to gather things that he would need for his journey that would give him solitude. While his brother needed his aid, Ado knew he would be under the direct eye of his brother shortly after what had transpired with the dwarven King, especially after he had made promises that were not his to be making, even more so the young elf knew that his brother would not soil his honor by allowing the promises to go unanswered like many elven nobility did to their children to teach them a hard lesson.
Ado had grabbed his real sword not the one he would carry around that was nothing more then decoration. He was after all in a land that humans raided often if the borders weren't watched constantly. While House Aelori had stations of sentinels around their border and their villages hidden well humans managed still to find them or to slip past the guards in an attempt to get to the more richer lands in the middle of the area, or to other lands.
He had also grabbed his Spell book; magic was essential to elves, and while Ado had very little talent to the craft he would still apply himself in the study of it like his family expected him to. Now that he was second in command to the largest noble house on the Crescent isle it meant he would be a target of many things, Assassinations, blackmail, diplomacy, marriage, etc. He would have none of it if he could help. Most of all he would also use his magic study as a reason to get away from the noise of the house itself.
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Going deep into the woods Ado had recalled in his history teachings The rumors that the reason Aelori claimed the golden Forests of the north was because of the Corrupted king himself. He had built a sprawling white city large enough to house all of the elven people within its walls. It had encompassed all of the Crescent isle during its Golden age, however the nobility in their fight against the King had destroyed the city as they went across the land. Of course the king's final stand was within the capital of the giant city itself and no one dare travel there today.
Finding the ruins Ado walked among the ruins themselves, the black soot mixed in with the destroyed buildings gave it an dreadful feeling, but that did not stop the young elf from pushing farther into the city. Curiosity had struck him and it would drive him even farther into the city that had been known as the Dread Gate. A city left abandoned from the elven golden age and would be so until a king once again sat upon the throne of the isle.
Finding the great hall still standing Ado went into the only standing structure to find the cold marble stone throne still yet remained unoccupied and untainted by the destruction outside. Stepping to the chair up past all the wood, shrubs, grass, and plants that had taken over the rest of the hall. It was almost like magic had been placed upon the chair so that nothing natural would go near it at all. Drawing out a small knife from his hip Ado drew it across his right hand and held his now closed fist over the chair itself.
[#f5990a "I Ado Starfall do here swear upon the blood of my family that we shall restore the Honor and glory of this once great city. We shall remove the taint from the name and honor the king that was here. Our Ancestor Eci Bloodbane shall be purged through fire and steal and come to punishment of Death for betrayal of his people. With his death our Family honor will be restored and forever be known as the Cleansing flame."] Hearing a little shuffling noise behind him Ado spun around to see an audience of creatures he couldn't make out with the sunlight in his eyes, but he could have sworn that one shown brighter then the rest, and one glowed a faint white, while another seemed to be wrapped in dots of lights. While another had a familiar presence about it.
They were there then they were gone like the creatures hadn't been there at all before. Ado placing his back against the leg of the throne began to dive right into the spells he would soon need for their war season. Mostly spells of healing, detections, accuracy, even cloning and images. While not a master at most of these subjects he was not lacking in the area. His brother Anjui however had the finer skills in magic and it would forever remain that way.
The young Anjui had thought that with the dwarven king leaving the hall meant he had a few moments of peace to his own thoughts, but that was not to be so when a loud bang happened on the side door of the hall. Guards had their blades drawn and ready for a fight expecting assassins or possible soldiers filing through it to kill Anjui like he would have done outside of war season. It was to be expected that humans raided the elven lands of the Cresent isle, especially the northern lands if they were unexpecting them.
However a single young elf male came through the doorway. He looked odd however in comparison to the finery that surrounded him. He was dressed in fine Royal clothing, but not that of the High elves or their blood elf cousins that occupied the isle's major graphic, but an old wood elf colony thought long lost Ages ago during the First war between the elves, dwarves, dragons, and fae people. Standing in front of him was an elf of fair skin, that had a slight tan to it more so then a high elf, but less so then a sun elf. Hair bright golden blonde, but his hair was meant to hide him in the golden leaves of the Soraer Thysaer.
The Twisted forest was named not because it did not have trees, but in fact it was the only known place outside of the Crescent isle to produce Amber in Abundance. That and its Trees were unlike any other. The tree bark was not a shade of brown or black but a natural bright snow white. The leaves where a bright rose red through out the entire forest itself. On top of that the trees themselves also bloomed full of flowers all year round they would change color based upon the seasons and even some could even bare fruit at the same time during all the seasons as well. Some of the Forest stayed nighttime while other parts stayed daylight all the time. It was like magic permeated from the very trees themselves to keep itself growing.
The elves there had long thought been lost, but it seemed they had stayed like a few other colonies outside of the Crescent isle from the High elves. The Twisted Forest being one but of the few to adapt to their surroundings outside of the Dark elves and the others. Watching as this elf came forward Anjui's golden eyes flickered to the nobles who all eyed this new intruder as well. Returning his gaze to the wood elf it must have been another interference from his twin brother, but how would he know of the elves and yet Anjui did not?
No that couldn't be it, so why was this elfling here at this time? War seasons was coming in less then a cycle and there were other plans that had to be done yet before his plans could be put fully into action. Why of all things was Ado intervening in other race political affairs also? First dwarves who else would he call upon to delay the crown being placed upon Anjui's head? It did not matter his brother's intention was good and it gave the young elf a bold claim to the crown. First would be to see to the matter that would present itself with this new arrival.
[#b62e11 "Leave us."] Anjui had made his command and carried his voice so no one would dare question him. As the room cleared out Anjui never let his gaze falter away from the young elf. As the last of the nobility and guards left the door's once again gave a loud bang to signal they had been shut. Staying silent at first the young elfling waited for his guest to speak, but it seemed the stretch of time would last forever so Anjui spoke. [#b62e11 "I assume you have come here for a reason, I would not have myself sit in this chair waiting to find out why speak or be removed."]
a few more moments passed before the wood elf in front of him spoke in a slightly strange accented tongue. [#108417 "I am Prince Vyr and you will show me respect."] Anjui looked upon this new information with irritation and curiosity. [#108417 "I am of Royal Blood and I will be shown the manners the elven people show to outsiders."] Anjui stood from his chair slowly and took the few steps down from the throne to stand in front of the male. [#b62e11 "You would do well to remember who's hearth and house you are in. We are not in the Twisted Forest, we are leagues away and you are here for a reasons do not make the mistake my enemies here have and under estimate my resolve. I will kill you where you stand."]
The wood elf just hardened his jaw and set himself in a slight defensive manner his hand on his hip ready to draw a weapon that was not there. Anjui stood a few feet away from the elf his gaze right on the other elf. Neither of the pair looked away, but the wood elf spoke. [#108417 "I am here on behalf of my father King Shol. You would do well not to kill the messenger unless you want war with the wood elves as well."] Anjui's only reaction to the words were to step a few feet closer and taken in the elfling at his full height. [#b62e11 "As I said chose your next words carefully. Even Messengers are killed in war. And to know the messenger is the Prince makes the price of your ransom much higher. As for the guards that accompanied you I am sure just one needs to return to your father to give him the message."]
Vyr stepped back a few steps away from the high elf and puffed himself up a little bit. [#108417 "My father's requested the aid of the Elves of the Crescent isle in the defense of the Paestyr, The Dreamwoods are being burnt by orcs. Our forces and those of the Night elves are working together to defend the forest but as the orcs gather their forces ours become far out numbered."] Anjui stepped back and returned to the throne. [#b62e11 "And how many other elven houses here on the Isle have you put this same request to?"] Vyr grew a sly smile upon his face. [#108417 "That is private information I can not give away. I will not be used as a tool in the war here on the isle."] the young elf king nodded his approval a smile on his own face began to appear. [#b62e11 "A very good response. If you know of the war here on the isle then you know War season will soon be upon us again and so our forces will be better served here on the isle then in some foreign land especially knowing that even a little soldier can be the change of a battle."]
Vyr's smile disappeared only to be replaced with resolve on his face. [#108417 "If our forces can hold out until the war season is over will you aid us Lord Anjui?"] Anjui's smile only grew in size slightly. [#b62e11 "Only if your Father King Shol agrees that after my force's help him he will send aid to me as well. I shall not see my fellow elves slaughtered for nothing. So I will not send soldiers to your aid, but I shall send you something much better."] Clapping his hands a servant appeared out of the wall to step up to the young elf king who whispered into the ear. The servant disappeared only to reappear with another elf.
[#108417 "Why do you waste my time Lord Anjui? If you will not send soldiers to our aid what use do we have for our deal?"] Anjui just placed his hand upon his lips as he spoke to the elf who was now standing there. Speaking in very old elvish the young king said [#b62e11 "Great Mother Goddess I seek your aid. I have agreed to aid my fellow elves in a war across many leagues of water and land, but I fear with the promise of soldiers I shall fall. So I shall instead bless them with the gifts you have given to me with your blessing."] at first the elf just stood there, her skin seemed to be white like that of the marble around her. The dress she wore yet even whiter then her skin and her hair as black as the night sky. Her eyes as blue as the frozen sea. The elf answered in the same language. [b "My blessing is given."] The elf disappeared once again, but this time into what seemed to be thin air.
Anjui returned his attention to Vyr. [#b62e11 "I give to you Three things. The first is the Tears of the Kydaer. The Tears of the Goddess. Place it within a moonwell and its healing powers will heal even the greatest of wounds, the only thing that it will not heal is death itself. The second is that of the Breath of Flames. A fire that will allow you to forge weapons of stronger metal, and those weapons will melt through most items including wood, stone, even metal itself. The only thing it won't go through it other items forged with the fire. The third and last thing you will be given is the last remaining piece of the cysaer kyr, The Horned God is one of our most sacred gods as he is to your people. We return to you the piece of him that we have held for centuries past. With the Horned god Osol on the field with you he shall lead your forces to victory even under the most dire of conditions. The price however is Osol will only return to the lands if someone gives him a body to return with. For that I give you the prisoner I recently captured. An assassin by the name of Thodi. A member of the High elves long lost to the dark elves and trained under them as an assassin who has sense turned on his people. His last target was not so lucky, but he was captured by guards before he could get away."]
Vyr's eyes grew and his skin lost a little color as he heard the name. Anjui nodded. [#b62e11 "I will see to it that these gifts are placed upon your ship and that you are fed and well rested before you return home. Until then I have other matters that need my attention especially if I am to offer more help then what I have already provided."] Stepping towards the door he paused. [#b62e11 "Also remember the first two gifts are to be returned. As a gift in hopes of future talks with King Shol I will allow the wood elves to keep the Last peace of the Horned God."] Leaving Anjui now set his face with determination he would have his isle and his people.
War it seemed was Inevitable. Even during the festival season for the elves it was like an unending tide of battle for the wood elves. Even more so it seemed they wished to become close to as perfect as possible, but even elves have their flaws and it was these flaws that caused their civilization's downfall in the end. Perhaps it was their arrogance, or even their pride, no to Javi the downfall of the elves was not their arrogance to the nature of the other races, or their pride as to being one of the oldest races of the world.
To Javi the downfall of the elven golden age was their vanity. They saw everyone and everything as lesser beings then them even the other races the gods had put on the planet with them. Every woodelf was taught while in school that the Gods made the planet, and from the planet made out of the six elements creatures to hold sway over the surface, and from these races branch all others influenced from one thing or another. From the Wind, the air, the moon, stars, sun and sky came the elves. From the stone, the earth, precious gems, and metal came the dwarves. From the sea, the water, rivers, streams, and lakes came the humans. From the Flame, the fire, burning embers, and lava came the Dragons.
From the element of life Came the Ancients, the closest creatures to Gods as possible. And from the element of death came the Primals. What he had just witnessed however was a blending of two of the original races, to understand now that Lunas was no longer just a moon elf, but was now an aspect of one of the Gods. He would be forever raised above those of his own kind considered more powerful then even the Priestess of Elune and guardian of the Sentinel of their people.
removing himself out of the moonwell Lunas stood basking in the star and moonlight like it was an extension of himself. He could see perfectly clear even on a clouded night like he had night vision himself. Of course knowing it was a blessing from the Goddess Eluna and her magic he could see where others could not even if they were sharp eyed or of his own kind that had an even better sense of vision at nighttime then their fellow kin of elves. Slowly the elf made his way back to his tent knowing that he needed rest and soon.
As the night dragged on Lunas got sparingly with sleep, what little he did get was not enough for most to survive, but he knew that with the battle to come his body would be pumping him soon enough and even that would wake him and his limbs up from their state of numbness. It would be soon that the battle for the forest was to come to pass and soon. Stretching himself across the mat that was used for his bed the elf stared at the back of his eyelids and waited for something. A horn to sound a battle perhaps? a cheep from a bird to signal dawn? Something other then just laying here more awake then when he had come into his tent.
Irritated the elf stood from his bed roll and went on patrol making his own route around the camp that would be the armies home for the next couple of days, possible weeks depending on how long the orcs would gather up forces. It would all depend on one next move and who made it. It irritated him like an itch he couldn't get to.
Ado had watched silently as the exchange between his brother and the dwarven king had happened. It seemed his brother would know of his own plans before he could talk to him about them. Damn that fool of a king to come here in person to see to matters of the politics. He had told the ambassadors and the messengers even the damn Riks that had come and spoken to him to be sure to stay away from his brother and the rulers of the lands until he was certain his brother would agree to the plan itself least of all it would crumble.
It seemed however as the conversation strode on without a missed beat Ado understood he would have a strict watch upon his person now to make sure he did not conduct anymore business behind his brother's back or anymore deals with any of the other races pledging help from the elven people before his brother was for certain wearing the crown of the Crescent isle upon his brown and without a doubt ruling the people upon its shores with an Iron will and without question to his right to rule.
Ado also understood that while his brother seemed angry he was pleased at the price he had asked for with the aid of the elves. Of course Ado knew his brother had wanted the Stone Sentinel back from the dwarven people. It was a prize that everyone coveted above all else, and to show that they had regained its presence within their own realm would have helped Anjui's claim to the thrown, but to place it within Thos Thysaer meant that house Masjhol would not be holding the power of the Stone sentinel, but The Phoenix Order would be.
This saddened Ado greatly as he had plans to secure the grand tree and place it within the Shori Syrdaes, The White tower would be under Anjui's crown within the first few moons of the new war season, but yet to be denied that meant the White tower would strive all that much more to secure their own borders. Hearing the dwarf chuckle and agree to the terms present to him the dwarven king kept bowing and spouting out words that it seemed only Anjui caught bits of and no one else had heard.
Before he could be summoned forth in front of the entire nobility Ado had slipped past lord Aelori and the few nobles between him and the Exit of the Grand room. working his way into the hallways f the citadel Ado had found himself staring down a single elf whom he had never encountered before. The creature standing in front of him had stark bright golden blonde hair like that of the High elves of the isle, yet he stood slightly shorter and had on clothing that of which held a hue of greens and browns which he could never imagine worked together, yet this creature held them with flawlessness.
Having the creature bow to him and start speaking in a foreign tongue Ado held up his hand and spoke in the common tongue. [#f5990a "My brother is whom your message is for not myself. I am but a holder of lands in his name."] a look of confusion crossed the male's face, but his harp like voice cut Ado short. [#108417 "I am here to see the king of the Isle, but I am told at every turn that there is not one, yet here I am delivered to the highest house in power and I am told that the one standing in front of me is not the ruler, but just the person who holds the lands."]
Ado nodded a quick yes. [#108417 "Well then Lead me to this..brother of yours."] Ado pointed to the door behind him. [#f5990a "The door there will lead you to him, along with the nobility of his house, and the King of the dwarves."] The male seemed to tense up and looked to Ado with horror. [#108417 "May I have your name?"] [#f5990a "My name is previously Ado Thaelyr, Now I am known as Ado Masjhol. Brother to Anjui Masjhol and lord of these lands."]Nodding the elf looked at Ado with appreciation. [#108417 "I am Prince Vyr Melyr, The crowned prince of the wood elf realm of Soraer Thysaer."]
The Twisted Forest, Nodding Ado understood now why the elf in front of him was shorter, but fairer. He was a child of the woods, He was a Shyr Aer, a Wood elf. [#f5990a "Good luck on your endeavor Prince Melyr I am needed elsewhere."] Without another word Ado took off down the hallway the direction he had headed before being stopped. Not once looking back to see if the prince had found what he was looking for, he just wanted to be alone and only knew of one place he could do that at.
Anjui had waved his hands for the guards to stand down. The dwarf seemed nervous as ever, but still had his hand away from the hammer that sat in the belt around his waist. That was until he drew the axe from his back. The guards stiffened up and went to draw their weapons again, but Anjui yet held them with the hand in the air. The king placed the axe next to him handle upon the floor. Seeing the axe stood the same height as the dwarf king himself Anjui guessed the thing was meant to be a last resort sort of weapon for the old king, but his face gleamed brightly as he looked at it with pride.
[#562c12 "Ah there now I can show court manners properly."] bowing the old dwarf didn't seem to move as stiff. Perhaps it was the axe keeping him from showing the curtsies allowed to his people by the elven courts even in their own realms. Clearing his throat as well as he could the old dwarf stumbled upon some elvish words as he spoke in his deep voice [#562c12 Kaerol….Kaerol Col os si Car."] the nobles around the room all seemed to turn their heads towards one another, but Anjui's golden eyes stayed focused upon the king in front of him the man's head pointed down to the floor in the bow.
Anjui spoke in the tongue of humans with ease. [#b62e11 "Raise your head King of the dwarves. I will not have a higher power bowing to nobility. Yes I am ruler of the land you have your feet upon, however I am not king of the Crescent Isle. My people would not allow another king to sit upon the thrown without a battle for it. And even though I am the highest of nobility in the sense of bloodlines my twin brother is here as well."]
Raising his head the dwarven king had a cherry redness to his face that even matched that of his beard and head. [#562c12 "Young Lord Anjui. It is with all honor that I am here. I have been given terms for your aid in returning our Home realm to us."] Anjui looked bewildered at the dwarven king, but cleared his face and set it to stone. It was workings of his brother Ado behind his back again and understood now what it was he was doing. He was making sure that Anjui himself stayed on the throne of the elven people by use of force if necessary and turning the dwarves on the nobles if they tried to kill Anjui.
[#562c12 "The terms are acceptable my lord, only I ask that you rename your price."] Anjui looked on at the dwarf king curiously, but also cautiously as he did not know what price the dwarven king had been put to by his twin and even less the side they were expected to uphold in order for it. The dwarven king not being given an answer from Anjui went on in his deep voice. [#562c12 "The myli Maelolaer has been in dwarven possession sense the peace treaty between the Elves and dwarven people ages ago."]
It was then that it had hit him. The dwarven king wasn't talking about Gron Khaz, but that of Karaz Khaz. It was an suicide attempt on anyone who tried it alone, and to know Ado had promised their help to reclaim the old dwarven capital city from when the Dwarven Empire first thrived had struck a nerve on him, but to know that the price he had asked was High. The Myli Maelolaer, the Stone sentinel was the tree given to the dwarven people from the elves and blessed by the dragons as a sign of eternal peace between the elves and dwarves. Sense its loss during the third age and the fall of the dwarven empire it has never been reclaimed or sought after accept by those attempting to gain honor for their family.
The outrage yelling and clammier of whispers across the room came to hit Anjui's ears as he pulled himself away from his thoughts. Standing up from his chair instantly drew everyone's attention and the silence of the room so much so the wind outside could be heard lightly brushing the leaves of the trees close by. [#b62e11 "To reclaim Karaz Khaz will cost many lives, not only dwarven, but elven as well. The price will not be lowered. The Stone Sentinel will be placed within elven control again, however it will be moved to the Thos Thysaer, The First Fortress will be the trading center between the dwarven people and those of the elves."]
The king's eyes beamed even more bright then before and he bowed many times over speaking in dwarvish that no one had caught ccept Anjui who had understood few of the words accept for thank you and it shall be done.
He had witnessed something fantastic, frightening, and worst of all threatening. Javi the young wood elf commander had witnessed the creation of a moonwell from the nightelf people itself. Of course what he didn't know was its purpose on the battlefield other then perhaps the rumored traditions that moonelves always bathed in its waters before preparing for war themselves in hopes to gain favor of their main deity the moon goddess Eluna, Which Javi had learned was the namesake to the Commander of their forces Lunas.
Watching with fascination Javi had not dared venture close to the proceedings incase his being there denied the blessing from the goddess upon the well itself, or even if his own race being that of wood elf some how messed with the ritual itself. Watching and waiting the wood elf kept his eyes sharp upon the commander of the moon elves and the congressional process that had followed him to the ridge where the moonwell had been built upon and gathered for. On either side of Lunas as far as Javi could tell were three males and three females which made a total of twelve moon elves not including the male himself who carried with him three important items to the well itself.
Looking on Javi could sense a difference in the flow of magic coming from the well, at first it was a natural small flow, which grew and grew as the items were added into the well itself almost like the Goddess herself was watching and waiting to talk to the elves below to grant her blessing to them upon the well or even just to allow them to bask in her beauty and glory.
It was at the end of the ritual that the wood elf noticed the bigger change is his fellow commander. Javi had gone from his normal look to a darker skin tone, his hair had gone black as the night sky and he could have swore he saw lights twinkling in Lunas's hair, but most noticeable was the change in his eyes. They went from a faint purple glow to a solid silver like that of the moon itself just like the waters within the pool as well. To Javi this was an honor as he had never met a soul brave enough to become the Avatar of Elune; let alone a male to do it.
Lunas had returned to his tent from where it was that he was stationed to watch the orcs. The mass of bodies they now had command of was an endless tide and while the elves had the advantage of skill and the advantage of High ground and the tunnel they had built, the supply of orc bodies would make them hard pressed even possible loose because of how many of them there were. If they were going to do anything about the problem they would have to act fast or get the orcs to start fighting among themselves which would be much harder to do then what one would think.
Lunas had gathered up a few items from his tent. The first was a vile of moonwell water brought with him from the pool around the base of the Tylshaer Maelolaer, The moonwell Sentinel. The next was a small piece of the tree itself wrapped in a dark red velvet bag which he kept guarded and hidden away as anyone who got ahold of it would know of its value to the Nightelves and even worse could use it as a bargaining chip for whatever they had desire for including the capital itself. The last ingredient he gathered was the blood of the Goddess herself; Luna had given her blood and her tears in the form of falling stars on the ground and the nightelves had regarded them as highly volatile and regarded things even if they were just chunks of rocks.
Taking the three things to the rise he was on earlier Lunas had ordered a moonwell be built up upon it so the nightelves could be blessed by the goddess before their battle to come. It had been the first thing that had been built within the camp next to the fortifications around the camp location itself. With the edge of the well sitting at the very edge of the ridge that overlooked the field that would soon be bathed in blood of both orcs and elves.
It was here that Lunas asked for the Goddess's blessing. First into the moonwell he put the water from the vial into the waters and undid the corck which allowed the other water to flow freely from the bottle. The water turned a deep black color like the night sky and even reflected the sky like a mirror. Next into the water Lunas placed the Stone of Eluna's blood within the pool. As the stone hit the water it began to grow like it was feeding off the well itself. As the rock grew however it began to glow a faint white which grew brighter and bright until it was like looking at a sun. The last piece that went in was the piece of the Sentinel tree which took away the faint white glow of the rock and returned it to the black that it was, but the pool went from the solid black mirror surface to that of a solid silver white like it was reflecting the moon itself back to the stars.
It was here a voice could be heard to Lunas, and only to him, but it had granted him the wish that he had asked for. He would forever be known as the Avatar of Elune.
Ado had watched as his lunch guest sat down across the table from him, much like he had heard from servants his own brother Anjui had done with the young Mylas. Eyeing him at first Ado watched as the older elf had a goblet of water placed in front of him and a plate full o fruit as well placed in front. At first neither talked as their concentration was more taken by the rushing of the servants around the hall. Rumor had it a foreign ambassador was here to speak to the king of the house, and yet the house was out of shape even in the dinning hall which had been closed sense the afternoon meal had been over and the fire's put out until later for the final meal of the day.
It was Lord Tasaer Aelori that had spoken first. [#771390 "Your brother has been keeping the servants very busy as of lately. In and out of the house at all hours of the day and night like they were running around preparing for a grand festival or coronation fit for a king."] Ado only took another bite of the apple he had in his hand not minding much of what the lord spoke, but keeping a close attention to them to make sure the man did not speak of treason against his brother whom he swore his loyalty to; it was that or forfeit the life of his family starting with the young prince Mylas first. Hearing nothing come from Ado Aelori went on. [#771390 "Your brother it seems wishes to control the whole of Taerael Airi before the war season even hits."]
That had always been his ambition, but even Ado knew that would not be possible at this point as the houses of the Crescent isle would for sure gather up together against him like they had done to the Corrupted king and dethrone him before he could even hold power for a little bit. No he was doing it far more strategically then that. Lord Aelori however continued on his train of conversation. [#771390 "Your brother seems to be taking control of houses at random as long as he can do it through diplomacy instead of lifting a finger to do so by show of force or by outright Military occupation."] This Ado knew was also true. The more lives his brother could spare the more bodies he would have to survive the end purpose of his brother's plans and it was also more soldiers to have during the time of war when it actually counted.
[#771390 "First to go was your own parents house, the House Thaelyr which your parents ruled for hundreds of years he swept away through sheer coup, but he did it with grace he did denying any chance his family had of returning the crown to either of your parents, or any of your siblings."] Ado also had understood the concept of how his brother had taken over the house that was now their lands. [#771390 "With it he formed House Masjhol. From there he conquered the lands of my own Sovereignty House Aelori. That of your mother's family House Maser. Then felled in one motion the house of your father's family Kyli, and next was also your brother's own house that of Pandrylyli."]
Ado nodded he had already known the houses his brother had in talks with him, but did not expect all of them to turn over their banners to his brother, of course rumors were only that they had. Rumors of course had a strong word and if the lord or lady returned to their home would likely find that Anjui had already implemented the changes he had upon the lands of Aelori on theirs already as well. If they undid the changes Anjui would consider it an act of declining his claim upon their lands which then likely would mean another journey to another house's capital to claim its crown by challenge or by some other out worldly means."]
Locking his eyes upon the map that still yet laid on the table underneath his plate Ado moved his plate to the side and looked across it with intent. The words that came next surprised Ado out of his thoughts and back into reality for a moment. [#771390 "The Young Lord Ado even takes in his brother's plans. Its as if he is even left in the dark himself."] Biting into the apple and placing the remains of the fruit upon the plate Ado cleaned off his hand with the napkin that had been placed by his plate. Downing the water in his own cup which he had asked for after the wine was finished a smile played across his face. [#f5990a "I had made the request to not be told of my brother's plans. For the simple reason as what he plans I shall follow him through with it."]
Placing his eyes upon the map Ado once again returned to his earlier thoughts. [#f5990a "Lord Aelori what you do not see is the Big picture my brother sees. And neither do I. I can see the pieces falling into place, which is more then any other nobility as it seems, but the grand scheme yet escapes my vision."] Placing his left thumb upon the Earthy brown tone that marked House Masjhol on the map. [#f5990a "The Lands of House Masjhol before its expansion outword. Built like a Fortress to withstand a siege. Carved into the Masyrn Tylal. The Starcrown Mountain still yet remains the highest point of the Isle. The Only way to it is by the passes or the dwarven tunnels, all of which have fortress's upon them and are under constant watch."]
Taking a bite of a few of the strawberries from his plate Ado then moved his left hand to have the pointer finger upon the Magenta Pink color on the map. [#f5990a "House Aelori lands. The cities were built to be self sufficient during a siege and even hidden among the forest that it lays claim to as its lands. From here my brother has access to a lot more resources then he does with just Masjhol. For instance now he has a sea access and can trade outside of the Isle itself and establish trading with the other races besides elves and dwarves. Here he can also launch an armada to blockade other sea ports of the other houses if necessary. which means he can launch his army into the sea as well."]
Looking up to see if the information he had dropped gave the lord any hint of what was happening didn't seem to work as confusion was still upon the man's face. Looking back to the map he moved his hand again and placed his middle finger upon the Bright pink lands of the next house. [#f5990a "House Maser. The only threat posed to my brother's plans. With the house under his control he now has access to all the trade routes from them as well, along with their massive fleet and abundant ports and docks to launch the ships from. It also means he has no one to pose a threat to him on the isle from the north."]
Still seeing confusion on the older elf's face Ado moved his right hand and placed his pointer finger upon the lands of House Maser and moved his left hand so his middle finger moved to the Dark blue islands just a bit farther down from the other two. [#f5990a "If your accounts of the houses are correct the next to go was House Kyli. From here he can blockade any trade routes to the Western lands off the isle as all trade routes go through their Capital and port city. Its also from here he can launch another mass of ships which would mean he would be unopposable across the isle unless the other houses all gathered against him and attacked every city at once. As from just House Kyli and House Maser he has a massive amount of ships, troops, and ports and any of them can be used for transportation and attacking the other houses."]
It was then the Lord Aelori spoke. [#771390 "Even so that still doesn't explain why he took over House Pandrylyli, and even more so why he is trying to take over the isle without the use of military might, but instead does it through diplomacy or by force of admission."] Nodding Ado moved his left pinky to land on the Light gray marking on the map for the last house. [#f5990a "With house Pandrylyli he has control of the trade in and out of the inside houses on the eastern side of Tylodi Jhadji. He then can force them to submit to his rule when war does break out as to cut one off from their supplies of trade would cut them from their profits and their incoming trade as well. He knows this as well as the other houses."]
Leaning back into his chair again Ado kept his eyes on the map, but let his fingers come away from the map. He knew his brother had moved quickly with his plans as it meant less men he would have to loose and it also meant a quicker way to take over the isle itself and the more men he had at his command during the season of war the less likely the houses would take it upon themselves to attack house Masjhol knowing how much might they would have gathered by now.
[#f5990a "The disadvantage of these enchanted maps Lord Aelori is they update themselves until War is upon the Isle and only update after war has concluded, so as you can see none of the other houses my brother has claimed have turned to the same color on the map as his own. Why is because none of them have turned over their crown as of yet. The crowns will be turned over to him only after the map stops updating itself and then from them he can launch invasions across the isle and none would be the wiser for it."]
It was then the loud boom of the door being swung open and in came nobles streaming in their finery that they understood someone important was coming and soon. Lord Aelori stood and so did Ado just in time for servants to take the table away and the nobles to file into the rises on either side of the Throne including lord Ado and Aelori themselves as a dwarven person came at a fast pace into the room another loud bang of the doors hitting the stone reverberated in the room as it fell silent. All eyes were upon the dwarf who now clamored up the hall and stopped to see the chair upon which Anjui would be sitting empty.
The words from the dwarf had however come as a sting to his own pride more so sense they were direct towards Anjui. [#562c12 "eh, boy there is no ruler here. I thought I had told you..."] watching his brother the dwarf along with the nobility that had gathered seemed to trail after Anjui as he walked up the steps and placed the crown upon his head. At first nothing seemed off, but Ado figured it out the crown had been different. His brother had fused the crown together. The solid single silver band from House Aelori sat on his head, while the Golden vine crown of house Masjhol surrounded the silver band upon his head as well.
It was then Anjui had spoken his words [#b62e11 "I will not have you insult me anymore dwarf, name yourself and why you have come."] to which the dwarf laughed and pointed at Anjui. A short second later the short dwarf became stone serious when the young king snapped his fingers and guards drew up to the dwarf weapons drawn and ready to kill him in an instant. The dwarf answered back quickly. [#562c12 "I mean you no insult or slight young king, just I mistook you for someone else. The king of dwarves I am. My name is Godric Ironside."] the language the dwarf was speaking finally clicked in Ado's ears as he had not heard the human speech sense their academy days, but all elves were taught it so to one day communicate with humans, dwarves, and the other races alike if they were friendly.
Instead of being able to find his brother on the search for the young Ado the new king ran into some familiar faces instead. The first was that of the guards that had stopped him and his brother initially at the gates upon their visit to the homestead of the house Aelori, the difference now however was instead of the pair carrying the banner and colors of the house they had upon their person the silver and black colors of their new house the one that Anjui himself ruled. The second biggest change was the symbol upon their cloaks was also that of their new ruling house.
Not saying a word as the pair went off on their business; likely to guard the front door yet again for another watch they seemed to be talking to each other about minor things like the leaves of the trees within the forest changed which must have meant that the Starlight festival was soon to happen. That would mean more nobility within the house lands and that meant guards would be double or possible tripled and patrols inside the forestlands of the house would have to keep a much keener eye upon the passageways in and out of the forest to make sure no one marched an army to the front doors without them knowing.
The young Anjui had let the pair be as he continued on his hunt for the idle twin brother of his. He would have words with the man, but before he could he happened upon a curious creature within the house's bounds. It was either the unluckiest dwarf to be caught in the middle of an elvish heart, but he seemed to have a purpose about himself and he carried himself with dignity. Curious to the little creature's intentions Anjui had caught up to the creature in a few strides of his long legs and started to speak to him in common human [#b62e11 "Hail travelling dwarf, how is it you came to these lands?"]
the dwarf lost and confused as to who was speaking to him stopped and turned to see a young elf looking at him. Mumbling something under his breath the dwarf continued on his way without a word. He seemed to only travel a bit farther down the pathway before looking at Anjui who was still yet besides him. His voice was a rich earthly tone that gave off a more song like tone then most dwarves. [#562c12 "I am here to see the ruler of this house child, now if you point me in his directions and be on with your duties for the day I would be grateful."]
awestruck by the dwarves lack of humbleness to his words Anjui only nodded to him. Leading the to be intruder into the hall Anjui had caught the eyes of several nobility of the house watching him, while both Lord and Lady Aelori sat in the High noble chairs anjui's eyes drew attention to the empty seats within the room and walked towards them at a slow pace that even a dwarf could keep up with. [#562c12 "eh, boy there is no ruler here. I thought I told you..."] holding up his hand Anjui had silenced the creature as he strode with pride up the steps to the dieses upon which the thrones sat and took the seat of the king.
With that addressed Anjui took from his robe the crown that had been made from the two houses he had claimed. The silver band that made up House Aelori's own crown and the golden vines that made up the House of Masjhol's crown. [#b62e11 "I will not have you insult me anymore dwarf, name yourself and why you have come."] laughing the dwarf pointed at Anjui, but became stone serious when the young king snapped his fingers and guards drew up to the dwarf weapons drawn and ready to kill.
[#562c12 "I mean you no insult or slight young king, Just I mistook you for someone else. The King of dwarves I am. My name is Godric Ironside."]
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