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1The chat's topic is: Welcome to the Realm, Embrace the darkness.. taste that which you have denied exists within you for so long.
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3Greetings..Welcome to the Realm of Darkness.. same rules since msn .. relax role play and have fun. forum : https://castlewolfe.jcink.net/
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5Saуϝ սllан аl·Μаѕlul : Uncle Dre is here.))
6Gᴀʙʙɪє Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ has joined the conversation.
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9Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : greetings )
10Gᴀʙʙɪє Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : Hi! )
11Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : hi lady. ]
12Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : ellos Drenai )
13Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : ( currently ship bound .. aka the Midnight Sun )
14Vɪᴇʀɪ´Vσʀᴇηus : = you jackholes would wait to do this while I'm heading to work! pffft - goes back into vanishing into a wall somewhere- =
15Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : *shoves Vieri back in his hole* Go away mantoy ))
16Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : I know the feeling. I gotta be up at 5am for work. ))
17Vɪᴇʀɪ´Vσʀᴇηus god damn it.. *ish shoved away* ))
18Gᴀʙʙɪє Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : -is just here to watch and steal a few boots, maybe??- )
19Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : she does that sometimes. Rofl. ]
20Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : *puts away all her boots* Mine *glares* ))
21Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : afk a few ))
22Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : I swear I have dozens of right boots... She always takes and buries the left ones. ))
23Cнymєяʌ`ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : boots?))
24Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : Rocking smooth waves allowed the cadence of the ship a smooth gait high in the seas.. Having broke through the sea of sorrows around dawn. Jaide herself presently occupied the captains quarters... as per usual while she was along her flag ship... Subtle was the latch behind her.. the opening portal to which within would stride one of the Sanctum.. quickly did she turn waiting expectantly of word from those whom were out searching for a treasure so long ago lost.. wars.. always something lost in war !.. this meeting at hand was not one totally dreaded it was however about time it did come to pass. rumors .. leaks of information.. it had become increasingly difficult to track one small being.. now grown? surely the world was not so large as to swallow up such innocence? along with the Sanctum had she enlisted Lord Garth.. he too offered suggestions as well as ever vigilant in details.. placing all these pieces of the puzzle together over the years had become play with each =-
25Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : .. segment of information.. until at last did a true map come to form... that map lead to a land she could barely grasp .. that the treasure had found purchase on those lands.. lands of such so long ago it did actually draw life within.. two halves melded along the vanishing twilight unto the dawn. so now did yet another Sanctum stand before her.. ' if tis news not of my liking.. return when it holds breath willing to accept.. ' he did no moire than nod.. before he spoke.. ' It is indeed the treasure you seek alive .. and well ' jaide did wave him off with a subtle hand. he would depart.. the sound of the doorway closing behind him again that subtle latch clicking into place.. alone she was.. stepping over tot he massive seat.. literally plopping down into its confines.. sounds echoing up .. creating a calm sense about herself.. ' She is well...' odd was the smile that strolled along features.. ' she is well...' yes she was now repeating herself.. a pleased notion =-
26Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : rolling within as much as the breadth of the midnight sun rolled heaving over each wave.. atop the sudden sound of deaths moving.. the scurrying of sailors unused to his presence.. cased a bit of laughter to flow across the cabin below.. ' easy boy.. ' softly spoken unto no ears... simply just there.. drawing hands up and onto the table top, spread with maps .. she flicks through a few errant missives of this situation.. placing them neatly to the side... wondering where Iza was.. at this moment.. perhaps along the ship.. checking out what was the difference between their two vessels... =-e
27Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл hides my boots )
28Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : posting next. ))
29Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : Perched near the crow's nest, rather above it, and just over the head of the sailor that stood within the eyeing perch of who should be keeping eye for sail and land she held a tilt of her head to the right observing the man. He'd failed to call out a few sail sights and had received a heeled boot to the back of the head for it. There wasn't anywhere for the man to run lest he climb down the rigging and away from her. She hadn't yet terrorized the rest of the crew...she'd save that <C>
30Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : for later since she wasn't sure how long this journey would be. It had indeed been a while since she sailed on a ship of sail. Her own ship vastly different in design and purpose, let alone it's technology and the fact it was from a different verse entirely. Aye she had a ship of her, a spaceship, 'sailing', as it were, through the blackness of the void between systems. She wondered how her 'children' were doing. Knowing well their task, and she just as well they would be fine. <C>
31Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : Worry still over them she did, for many reasons...Anuet, can handle the children, Jade...She knows the rules of their duties and what sectors they're not allowed to travel within, they'll be fine...the thought kept her somewhat calm in mind over it. But the thought of something happening to them still remained. For anyone else that intervened with it, she didn't care. Blow them from the sky, space, wherever they happened to be. She'd left them all to her ship to join Jaide for this <C>
32Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : journey. She slid down the mast point and landed behind the man, who taller than her and much larger, attempted to shrink away from her within the small entrapment of the nest atop the main mast. She smiled curtly to the man and reached up, standing on her toes to do so, and patted him on the head,"Don't miss anything else, or I'll have to come back up here." The smile turned to a sadistic little grin. Stepping off to the side she gripped a trail rope of the rigging and slid down <C>
33Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : to the deck in a spiraling movement to keep above where she wished to land with the movement of the ship. Hard boots thwacked to the deck, making a sailor less than a few feet away jump, and caused her to look at him,"Shouldn't be so twitchy. If I wanted to kill you, there'd be little here to stop me from doing it...focus on your work." She moved off towards the aft castle to find Jaide. The Sanctum member came from the doors at that moment. She stopped and looked to him...was <C>
34Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : he slightly blanched of color. Hmm, he made to move around her, she side-stepped to intervene course of the man. She looked up to him and leaned her head left lightly in the motion. He stepped the other direction...she moved with him, staying in front of him. Smiling innocently then he made to move back to other direction, she let him pass but not without delivering a sharp palm strike along his left ass check. Turning her head to him when he paused to look at her, three paces now <C>
35Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : behind her, she smiled again,"You're cute, but not fuckable. That'll need to be proven." Giggling for a moment before moving to the doors of the aft castle she approached, opened, moved within, closing the door with her hand behind her and looking through the area momentarily. Stepping through, navigating what partition walling, temporary of course, that was there she stepped before Jaide. "Little sneaky boy's cute, can I keep him?" she queried playfully before sliding alongside <C>
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37Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : Jaide. There was room for the two, absolutely, but she herself was a tiny thing. "So, what's our course?" she then asked in earnest. She didn't bother looking at the map or the charted course marked. She'd merely gone outside for a while for air and to mess with a few of the men on the ship. <E>
38Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: The Emperor of Deathstalker recalled the unexpected letter he’d received from an old acquaintance. Just how long had it been since he’d had correspondence of any sort with the Realm of Darkness? Flashbacks to an earlier period of his life briefly stirring him, as he remembered its Queen. Holding the letter she’d written him in his large hands. His one lavender eye scrutinising the words. Reading them again and again. Jaide LeMorte sought a meeting with the Titan of Deathstalker, supposedly concerning matters of grave importance. But why? >>
39Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> The Nephilim simply didn’t know. Could not even begin to fathom what might have prompted her to write to him. Studying the words on the scroll again. Apparently, it centred on a rumour within his own lands that needed clarifying. Least according to what was written here. The Emperor rolling up the scroll and tucking it into his belt. He had a journey to make. However before he would venture to a region beyond his Empire, Drenai required knowledge. Thus hours later, the broad-shouldered warrior ventured into the cavemouth at the base of a mountain. Feeling the heat pulsating against his rugged features, as the seven-foot warrior strode with purpose into the bleak interior of the dragon’s lair. For Drenai sought the wisdom of an ancient terror. None other than the oldest dragon in his Empire. >>
40Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> A large horned head rising from the pit. A red scaled beast looming over him. Monstrous and terrifying. Its encompassing amber eyes, reflecting Drenai’s form. What business did the Emperor of Deathstalker have with Moviat, it wondered? At times allies, but more recently estranged, the Nephilim knew he was taking a gamble even coming here. Striking a fierce image as more of the creature rose out of the pit, its wings folded behind its back. Though the Tyrant was unafraid. “I seek answers,” Drenai called out into the cavern. Teeth as vengeful and vicious as broadswords, revealed within its gaping maw as the Emperor smelled the sulphur on its breath. Though the Great Wyrm remained silent. The Titan retrieved the scroll from his belt. “What does the Queen of Darkness wish of me?” The Axe-Man declared, his voice echoing. >>
41Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Moviat briefly considered devouring the presumptuous Emperor for even daring to come here, however the creature wanted answers too. Equally intrigued. Being a sentient beast of great magical ability, it allowed its draconian consciousness to project itself out into the Ether. Into a domain of Dreams, where Time had no meaning. Where the past and future collided in a kaleidoscope of colour and light, until the dragon saw a woman’s face. Finally Moviat understood. Knowing the answer, but with it came insight. Knowing inherently it was not his place to reveal the secret. That privilege belonged to Queen LeMorte herself, and the Great Wyrm would not rob her of her glory. “Jaide calls to you because of legacy, Drenai. Because of bloodline. We will go to her.” With that, Moviat roared. >>
42Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Hours later, the Emperor was saddled on a back of red scales. A prodigious wingbeat propelling them forward, Drenai’s cape blowing thunderously behind him as the pair ascended higher into the heavens. Gliding through the clouds, until the Deathstalker Empire was left far behind. Briefly looking over his shoulder, Drenai knew an old friend travelled with him. Moral support maybe? A smile worn on his grizzled features. It was unclear if Moviat had used magic to transport them from one Realm to the other, or if the mythical goddesses of Larlandarl -the Crystal Queens- had steered them through an invisible portal; but as the mist parted, they realised they flew across an ocean. >>
43Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Perhaps the Sea of Sorrows, that Drenai knew of in legend? The monstrous red dragon let out a ferocious roar, prompting the Titan to lower his gaze and capture glimpse of a vessel. What he would later learn was the Midnight Sun. Somehow, call it his gut, Drenai knew he would find the Queen there. Moviat now circling the skies above the ship, as the Nephilim reached for a rope he’d been travelling with, securing it against his frame. Then winding and twisting it around his forearm, before spontaneously leaping from the saddle. A rush of air and wind meeting his face as gravity beckoned him low. The tides of the ocean becoming more visible, as Drenai angled the trajectory of his swing, before slicing at the rope with his dagger. Heavy boots impacting with the deck of the vessel. ::
44Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : || A draconian presence within the Ether of course had the Ethereal Man stirring. What would the ancient one want there? Naturally, Viktor had to find out. Had to pursue the reasoning behind it. Though with his knowledge of the Ether, the very essence that ran through him, choosing not to delve back into his own realm of origin kept the reason from his grasp for now. It mattered little, as the old friend to the Emperor had journeyed after the Great Wyrm, though atop a much smaller beast. After all, there weren't -two- Moviats around for him to commandeer one. A griffon, by the name of Eos. Viktor's own personal ride through the heavens when he desired it. Pressing on with an uncanny speed, perhaps altered due to various things, or simply, because they were moving further from the land they called home. Again, it mattered little. The beast was a sight to behold, and its rider, soared through the air as if nothing could stop them. Moviat was not far ahead, but with each push forward from >
45Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : those great wings, it propelled itself faster than Eos seemingly cared to keep up to. It wasn't until the Drenai had leapt from his dragon that Eos now picked up the chase with renewed fervor. Not -for- the Emperor. The winged beast cared little for the Emperor of Men, but simply because it liked this game. Simply because it knew Viktor would follow. Follow he did, though it was more a fly by as the griffon let wings spread wide, coming to nearly collide with the water before it pulled up, now gliding along it, barely skimming the surface. Almost to the ship as Drenai was about to land, Viktor lowered himself to the back of Eos as the griffon spun suddenly, nearly putting its rider into the drink before once more pulling up, or diving upwards, rather. Right above the deck of the ship, Viktor pushed off from Eos, flipping backwards as the momentum carried him up and over, landing beside his friend with a small grin upon his scruffy features. So this is where they were going, the reason >
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47Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : for venturing so far from home. Nowhere near as tall as Drenai, standing only a little more than six feet, the man himself looked far less imposing, but the Ethereal cared little for how he came off. He was more curious as to why. Despite the fact he wore no metal armor, leathers and traveling attire seemed to be the decisions today. He just hoped Gabbie wouldn't ask too many questions on why he was late to bed. The cloak upon his back, however, was similar to the one Drenai wore, bearing the symbol of Deathstalker. The telltale twin scimitars upon his hips, his personal ideal weapons of choice, though upon is back resting in its own scabbard, a large bastard capable of being wielded with one or two hands. No motion to draw his blades, however. If Drenai had come here willingly, and without his vast armies, then Viktor surmised that they had business to attend to. They, because the Ethereal Man wasn't about to sit back and wait for him to return home. ||
48Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : Portal swings open yet again.. eyes cast toward such.. seeing Iza bound within that cheeky sauciness flowing ever with her.. can she keep him? echos with a grin.. ' Keep whom? ' seeing the entire of it within Izas features ahh she has been toying yet again.. ' mind the beat of his heart.. do as you will ' Jaide did not employ death as a measure often used unless indeed invited to do such.. waste not want not was the perspective she held dear to such things.. feeling dip and sway.. Jaide looked over to where Iza stood with that usual grin of her's... death.. death had moved.. from his favored positioning. the shift of his great weight was not usual.. her own ship vastly outfitted.. weight did not counter it often.. but when he.. that great magnificent beast did move with quick set pace.. it did cause the dip along the bow... Senses alert.. keenly did she survey the area of its entirety.. ' Death.. is not hunting his dinner' words crafted past lips parted as a minute study was =-
49Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : .. granted.. the subtle shifts.. the motions.. jaide reaches down along the table top littered with maps .. a few errant missives.. grabbing to pluck to place it along hip holster for such perhaps... reasoning's.. one never knew what one did encounter.. yet within those very subtle hues of brilliant blue did she seem to counter.. to recognize.. ahh such a brief memory of that lone scent.. then another.. hand lifts as whip is strapped to side.. ' One accounted for.. the other.. ... unknown.. ' knowing another dragon was present.. that would be why Death did move... he was curious or he felt threatened.. the later seemingly in congruent. ' the other.. We shall see of ' above the sounds came rampantly shouts alarms.. feet milling about moved to find steady purchase.. a state of readiness.. for that which would be commanded. ' come.. seems we have guests ' thus spoken to Iza .. jaide grabs scabbard strapping it along back as she strolls out the cabin below.. to the hallway passing =-
50Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : along the side port of the galley's berth... on and up to the stern placing foot to steps heading upwards.. popping up along the castle aft.. stern before thine eyes.. when she stop top port.. eyes would see a massive male descending via rope to her stern... the wind kicking about the ship as sails flapped billowed with the motion of natures kiss.. a lunnge here and there as suddenly did the head of her beloved death peek about the aft castle tip' jaide did lift a hand to him to steady him ' Easy darling.. seems a guest has arrived.. ' aye did she talk to her dragon most lovingly.. he was a constant in her life.. be it war or peace.. jaide steps forward allowing for space for iza to step up behind herself with no issue. the lady was a bit taller than her smaller self.. striding tot he balustrade above the helm seeing the captain below remaining steady course.. from there did she look to stern again.. more space engulfed by massive warrior to find feet.. to place to deck... =-
51Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : stops top port ** }
52Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : behind ehr Iza.. came forth.. head she stares at the form.. eyes roving his features... a cant if head to one whom seemed to bounce within the tides of salt.. wearing leather.. ouch that was going to hurt when dried.. was a grande thing sun did not bask along the sea of sorrows... towards the main.. the male whom, descended via the rope. the great dragon above.. she did smile a smile of remembrance... yes that dragon she knew.. so long ago.. as for the male himself.. he had changed.. but not all so much per se.... eyes would follow motion.. flesh encased in his chosen garb.. weapons .. aye the axe had arrived.. that was unexpected.. she did send him missive of what she did desire to speak with him of.. thus now did he come to answer that call.. which had not been spoken aloud in as many years as she could bare remember were not for a treasure left in the wake of a dawns rising ... Jaide herself stood there poised briefly watching.. her own form encased in leather. =-
53Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : .. leather adorned with special crafting by her self same smith.. from tip to toe.. she was protected in such.. but yet she felt no threat.. did she visibly relax.. in doing such it allowed her to view without happenstance to the male whom so long ago was just beginning his journey in this world of wars.. she herself having known much the same.. striding forth.. stepping down to helm... did she march towards him? no was a casual stride.. had she not recognized the male.. she would know that weapon anywhere.. however weapon and male matched.. there was no need to rid the world of an impostor.. stepping closer with each step.. closing that distance.. eyes did study him more so now.. was there ever any wonder.. no none at all.. -=e
54Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : wb any I missed )
55Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : She gave a coy smile to the response of minding the heartbeat and snickered,"Would be nice to find someone that could beat me into a puddle, but.." She gave a shrug of her right shoulder in a playful gesture and grinned at the idea. Several suitors had come to call, none ever managed to best her, either in mind or physical. Before managing to slide into the seat with Jaide she paused, giving a purring growl. The annoyance of it increased with the words that flowed and the sense of <C>
56Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : never take a sip of drink then look up an see iza posts )
57Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : two...and two beasts. One older, the other...something else...she fell behind Jaide and moved with her towards the upper deck. Curious ever to see who these two were and what transportation they used. She held a wry smile as they moved through the ship to the deck, the four upper and lower, totaling eight, sharp fangs glinted in the light of the lanterns around them. Emerging behind Jaide, she taller than adoptive mother-figure, stood behind for a moment. Following to the flight <C>
58Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : towards the helm she turned and looked towards the two. The clothing was the same as when they departed the shore. ((see picture don't feel like typing it)) The heeled boots only projected her height to match six feet even. She wasn't small but not quite amazonian either, tiny in comparison to the rest of her family though...men who towered at near eight and form to match such size...Looking over the man as he clamped boots to wood in the landing by cutting the rope to release <C>
59Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : himself from it. She followed the rope up...ah so that would be the older soul...then back down to the man before shifting her stance slightly. On guard, but non-aggressive...the rope, what a waste, why would you waste good rope? She gave cant to the right with her head observing, examining really, the jade green eyes flared in the light of the burning sources before silver lapped over the entirety of the orbs that granted sight. At the landing of the second man she tilted her <C>
60Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : head to the left and began examination of him. Taking in each detail she moved back to standing, letting herself move with the ship when Death's head came around. Neither looked to the task. Looking over her shoulder to Jaide she heard the words and frowned slightly, the hood fell back with the motion...the raven black hair in a long tight braid whipped out, waving with the wind,"Neither of these look up to the task either," she pointed out with her right to the larger of the <C>
61Gᴀʙʙɪє Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : Pleasure seeing you all write! Viktor... don't let him bring home any illithids! )
62Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : rofl. Sleep well lady. ]
63Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : sweet dreams )
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65Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : two,"but he looks like a contender of possibilities." She giggled and the frown turned to a psychotic little grin. She lived for the thrill, it was what she did, though most tended to die before any excitement actually arose within her. When Jaide moved she tracked her steps, falling behind and to the side matching the second male (Viktor). Leaning as they moved, still behind a few paces,"So we can't drown them? Perhaps chains? oh I like chains, and whips, daggered whips are even <C>
66Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : better." She paused speaking at gained closer examination of the two, still steps behind if on right, few more if to the left of Jaide. <E>
67Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: Clad in black armour with protruding spikes and embossed with the image of warring demons. Draconian shaped pauldrons rearing from broad shoulders, while his blood red cloak billowed behind him. Thereafter the crescent blades of his axe affixed to his back, mimicked the appearance of metal wings. The volatile power within Soul Bleeder, stirring quietly. For always did the dread-weapon seek desolation and bloodshed. The Nephilim striking a menacing image as his one-eye scrutinised his surroundings onboard the Midnight Sun. >>
68Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Surely one of the finest vessels he’d ever seen, Drenai quietly admitted to himself. Gaining brief appraisal of the crew, before the Queen emerged. He would have recognised her anywhere. The grizzled Tyrant was no longer the young man she remembered, having carved a path of destruction and conquest in the name of his Empire. Appearing in his forties, with a dark beard, Drenai’s stoic visage turned from left to right before briefly gazing up at the Great Wyrm he’d flown here with. The dragon’s massive wings thrusting against the sky as it flew off to explore the Realm of Darkness. A dominion it had fleeting experience with. >>
69Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Then the Emperor glanced to his friend, the General of the West. Affording Viktor a stern nod, before both men looked ahead. “You look as lovely as I remember,” offered Drenai with a smile of sincerity in Jaide’s direction. Killing much off the tension surely. “I got your letter,” retrieving it from his belt and holding the scroll before members of the crew. Going someway to hopefully validating his presence here. “I arrive on invitation,” explained the Nephilim to those unaware. ::
70Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : || Naturally with the size of Moviat, Eos was a mere snack if the ancient dragon deemed himself hungry enough. Catching Eos may pose a problem, but Eos was smart enough to keep low and away from the beast, skirting high enough and out far enough to keep its whereabouts a mere guessing game until Viktor called. Then, like any bird of prey, it would swoop in from a direction of its own choosing. For now, it seemed the reason for being here was beginning to show itself. Large ship though, and impressive. He always did like ships. Fancied himself a Captain at times as well, though his place was more often with boots on the ground. Didn't mean he wasn't opposed to being in the air or on the sea though. Though his gaze too was cast skyward as the wyrm ventured off. Odd, though he doubted it'd be one long. Returning the nod to Drenai before his friend offered greetings to Jaide with a compliment, Viktor merely settled back to watch, to see how things played out. Though eyes of course roamed >
71Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : over both women slowly. His eyes giving off a soft glow, a hint into the man that seemed human. After all, it was better to hide in plain sight among mortals, than try to hide oneself entirely. Not that he had too anymore. The entire Empire knew of Drenai's long time friend, a man whom was seemingly older than time itself, from a place that did not have a concept of time. Silence was his choice of words. If Dren was here on invitation, then he too was. By proxy. Though now curious as to what that letter said, Vik assumed he'd find out soon enough. The entire purpose of this trip, it seemed. ||
72Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : Crew relaxing immediately as Jaide herself did not appear barking out orders of fight or flight.. flight being an order they were rare used too.. but sometimes did occur.. Eyes to him of all those around.. awaiting.. expectantly? perhaps.. it was normal .. but then again this night of nights did the evening present a different aspect.. words of having gotten the missive.. Jaide inclines head towards him.. the smile rose on features of his compliment. aye she could take compliments.. often pushed aside those not seemingly sincere. it had been years since these two stood in same arena.. ' As do you ' but of course eyes did feast along his visage and form.. always did she appreciate a fine figure of a male. those of the Sanctum were braced made ready.. lifting left hand did she pause their normal stances of prepare.. instantly stepping back into an at ease motion. " tis good to see you arrive so expediently. '' towards his friend whom also rode with him =-
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74Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : she did but nod, granting a smile of welcome .. Iza stood along her side to the steps of one knowing which hand would she use first.. ' Jade Isabella .. of the SoulEdge Empire.. Meet the Great Drenai DeathStalker.. years known .. years never a foe... ' thus introductions made.. all around it would be seen peace was in accordance this evening. Jaide herself steps forwards to the scroll she herself had sent ' We have much to discuss.. ' glancing bakc as she hears her own dragon taking in the scenery quelling his curiosity as he knew all things related to her person .. never able to hide anything from the overly spoiled dragon.. the ship heaved a bit with knowing all was well.. in returning to his favored placement where he could hunt for whales and the like for his voracious appetite.. Harbinger of Death moved taking recourse and relaxation along the stern.. Jaide herself looks to Drenai.. ' come let us speak.. there is much to be spoken of this evening ' =-
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76Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : a light fingertips to touch upon the scroll before turning about ' Iza if you will please join us .. bring his companion along also ' knowing Drenai would follow .. for this was not the place for talks of things between old warriors.. the captain quarters being the more comfortable for the height of Drenai.. thus she moved onward passing helm up the castle aft then below into the actual settings of comfort.. seating's were afforded for those whom had need to be within these quarters.. Jaide takes to a smaller seating along the far wall alongside the maps.. she hid not those.. for none were detailed at the moment with information of lands or war =-e
77Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : Looking between the three there she watched quietly, the silver nature over her eyes still the movements were guised as the mercurial fluctuation of the orbs moved between the two she didn't know. When Jaide gave introduction she look to Drenai,"Darkest nights, but you may call me by SoulEdge, that of my Father, to avoid confusion of two like names." Her tones were easy, serene, the calming effect of the balance called to power, it's representation the silver eyes. When mention <C>
78Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : took to bring the other with them she stepped to the side and would allow Drenai to walk past, then the other, and moved behind the three in tow. Not in a fashion of last in line, but first to take advantage should the need arise even against word already spoken. Ever the one on edge with those unfamiliar to her, she didn't waste thought to wander but examined where placement of weapon, weak points in armor, folds of material, anything that could be used. <C>
79Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : She wasn't paranoid...well sort of, but she was cautious, not stupid. She personally knew neither, though Jaide knew one, it gave some tension release of the situation for their unannounced arrival. As they moved into the cabin she moved to a placement near Jaide to her right. IF there was a chair, she'd seat, if there hadn't she would grab one and lift it behind her then set it quietly down before seating herself. Weapons beared there were none...seen...simply a corset and split <C>
80Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : ankle length skirt, the hood still laid back from where it had fallen only a minute before. Lifting to place one leg over the other she rested against the back of the chair with her hands crossed and resting at the small of her stomach. The silver fading from the coverage of the eyes partially to reveal the jade green irises beneath, silver tracings of the held balance to dance along the mineral like coloration. <E>
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82Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: Queen LeMorte offered the Emperor a smile and it appeared all onboard were made aware, simply from these initial demonstrations of kindness, that neither bore the other ill will. Far from it. While they were each passionate rulers, both had enough guile and sense to realise that it was foolish to seek conflict needlessly. Not when the Realms were so diverse and filled with more fitting targets. Why seek quarrel with each other, when they might deliver their wrath onto those who were thoroughly more deserving. Drenai knew inherently, >>
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84Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> even when they’d first met, many centuries earlier, that they were more alike than different. They were survivors who loved their people and would fight viciously to protect them, aiming to win by any means necessary, no matter the stakes. Most importantly of all, there was an aura of mutual respect between the two rulers. While others may have sought to cultivate conflict between them from afar, neither Drenai nor Jaide were easily manipulated. Ultimately, they made their own minds up and thought for themselves. “A pleasure to meet you Jade. Soul Edge it is.” Replied the metal clad Titan politely. “This is Viktor Fallon, my chief confidante and most prestigious of my four Generals.” >>
85Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> The Emperor briefly noted Viktor’s attention drift to Moviat’s absence, watching the dragon fly away, however neither men had reason to worry. Knowing that the Great Wyrm would return in time for their departure. The Nephilim wasn’t entirely sure what Queen LeMorte wished to discuss, evidenced by the look he gave his friend. He simply didn’t know, but he was fond enough of Jaide to make the long journey. Thus gestured to Viktor to accompany himself and the Queen as Jaide led them through, into the vessel’s interior. The Axe-Man offering respectful nods to various members of the crew onboard, as he headed into the Captain’s quarters. >>
86Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> However he remained standing for now, declining their gracious offer of a chair. If only for the fact that doing so in such bulky armour wasn’t the most convenient means of relaxing. Though admittedly he appreciated the high ceiling, given his immense height. Smiling again to both women. “It’s been a long time, I hadn’t expected to hear from you…” He told Jaide., Allowing his mind to cast itself back to when they’d last seen each other. “What did you wish to speak about?” Hanging his head slightly, dark strands passing over his rugged features. ::
87Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : || An introduction such as that was surely not without some action on his part. Despite a General, there was a long list of titles that accompanied the man before them and beside Drenai. Arch-Duke, among them. Which meant, the noble flair was not missed when Viktor gave a sweeping bow of respect, and greeting of his own. After all, they were guests, and their hosts were gracious enough not to try and gut them immediately. "A pleasure, both of you." Knowing that this was as much a delicate dance of words and actions, but also knowing, judging by present company, that if they want to beat around the bush and go back and forth with each other with silly pleasantries, then they'd hold court and listen to all the nobles bicker and want something. That, and Viktor was just a damned good tactician. Able to gauge and judge a situation in order to react accordingly. Both seemed delighted to see each other, to have this meeting after centuries of not speaking. So, when the gesture came to speak >
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89Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : wb. ]
90Aήđєn : thanks]]
91Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : somewhere more suitable to natures befitting both rulers, it was of little surprise there was an agreement. Jade taking a spot behind him was not uncommon, either. Tactically, it was sound. Which pleased Viktor, of course. The man did so enjoy to watch how others handled business of security and safety. Once in the Captain's quarters, Viktor did opt to actually take a seat. If only to remain polite and show that he was at least willing to let down some defenses and putting himself in a more vulnerable state. Though as his friend spoke it being a long time, and hadn't expected to hear from Jaide, oh now Vik was deathly curious. There was a story there just waiting to be told. Some other time, perhaps. They had other reasons for being here. The real reason for being here. Speaking, about something. ||
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93Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : Knowing a few would not readily sit.. especially Drenai.. he liked to remain in control of his surroundings. she herself having been dealing with the aspect of the lost treasure for a vast number of years... Iza had taken to finding her own seating... Jaide rises moving to the high board.,. takes two chalices.. fills them with liquid from the bottle sitting there.. cold iced blue.. its shimmering exterior.. denoting its strength within the bottle.. a favored brew of hers as well.. moving around Drenai, upon returning to that space between them.. settling the chalice down.. he may or may not wish to partake.. odds were he just might.. when these fated words fall this night. eyes drift towards (Vik) noting his stance.... the way he carried himself.. before he did too take offer and use of a seat... then back yet again to the matter at hand.. as she settles the chalice ( not delicate type ) down for his want.. should be be so inclined.. ' Ever the same you are.. ' =-
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95Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : bullshit, there's flowers on it, I seen it. ))
96Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : ... ' Yes I have soemthing to which needs stating for the record.. tis good you have brought a witness to bear such fact.. that you are not imagining words ... they hold actual weight ' her own chalice... settled down along the edge of a smaller section of the massive table.. cluttered with maps and whatnot.. scooting back in the smaller seat.. yet large enough for motion for one with weapons as well as battle gear... those others much the same, the ships design was for war... not sailing the islands.. with a bit of dalliance in mind.. thus all would be able to sit relax with plenty of room to maneuver with ease.. booted feet coming to rest crossed at the ankles.. hands simply placed along lap... eyes staring .. perhaps to find the correct words to use for such a statement and or verses to follow... =-
97Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : sounds of the night echo the ships creaking the edge of sails flapping with the wind.. foot falls from above trickling downwards as crew and sanctum went about nightly tasks.. did Jaide begin... ' Long ago .. you and I spent time together after the battles of war .. had we a respite from enemies... far and wide.. a moment of peace to which did allow for us both to relax.. with that moment did a great treasure come into the hands of my house.. a treasure so vast.. it held no worth outside that of my own heart.. a heart I did embrace in those days with equal measure of much.. a woman .. have you will.. simplistic.. simply put.. none else with it.. that treasure alone.. meant much to me..' drawing a sad glance for the moment.. before it did filter away to ripe anger blazing in eyes.. I did set sail.. but could not leave the heart of that alone.. I had no husband in those years.. would have been many more before I ever did seek such.. wars.. always a war... taking me away .. ' =-
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100Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : ... she looks tot eh chalice.. no not yet.. she was fine... to him ( drenai ) did she speak such fated words next ' that treasure was stolen away within the battles of a seaside village.. running rampant with mongrels.. that treasure was your daughter ' =-e
101Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : While remaining seated she watched the maneuvering about the cabin to retrieve the chalices, their filling, then the placement. Eyeing the little blue brew Jaide poured into the chalice for a moment she looked back to the other two mildly interested. Witness to bearing of fact? She leaned forward, lifting her right hand to the back of her neck, and lifted the thick long braid of raven hair to bring the end of it to rest at the small of her stomach again with her hands. Hands to <C>
102Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : looks to the chalice )))
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104Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : play with the end of the braid as her eyes cast down to it, listening to words as they fell to travel the air to listening ears. Resting back against the chair she breathed lightly, mortal illusion maintained as well with beat and skin. She adjusted the end of the braid lightly as Jaide continued speaking, listening intently, but the braid had loosened itself and she found it irritating. Removing the leather banding...whiptail dagger fell into her left palm in unplanned timing <C>
105Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : at the mention that these two bore a daughter. Pausing for a moment she looked between the two for a moment then shook her head lightly before returning to the work of the bottom tie in the braid. Replacing the four inch blade back into the concealment of the braid's end and wrapping the leather band in place before finally tying it. Well...a daughter between these two. That was a curious fact. If the child had been lost, that would explain the communications <C>
106Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : that came and gone from the ship since sail had been set. Placing the end of the braid to the side to rest along the length of her arm she tried to imagine what the child would look like for a moment and the demeanor granted from either or both. Other means were reason for sail, but if it tied in to a departure, then it didn't seem ill tasked to settle two with one. Her own absence from these realms and other worlds about didn't grant the familiar knowledge <C>
107Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : to the happenings here that most had, but breadth of knowledge across topics was a handy thing as well. Glancing up she looked to the other two see examine their reactions and words, of course at least one of them would speak...the accused sperm donor would have to, would he not? <E>
108Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : u r such a dork iza lol )
109Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : I thought it was fitting, spank me if you don't like it. *smiles innocently* ))
110Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : waps )
111Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: The General of the West remained seated while the man he held allegiance to, loomed behind him taking in the surroundings of the Captain’s quarters and more broadly speaking, the Midnight Sun in its entirety. A vessel built for war, the Emperor admired both the craftsmanship and engineering of the ship. The flapping of sails and the creaking of wood heard and felt, as the wind carried them across the Sea of Sorrows. Drenai politely declined the offer of a drink, given the sensitivity of the visit. He wished to keep a clear head as he was oblivious to Jaide’s intent. >>
112Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> They both regarded the other fondly, but until the Nephilim understood the reason for her invitation, he wouldn’t allow for alcohol to affect his judgement. Nevertheless, his demeanour was friendly as he regarded the Queen of Darkness. Listening as she began her tale. Referencing a brief respite from the hardships they’d both endured in life. Elaborating further, until Jaide mentioned a lost treasure. More specifically, a daughter. There was a moment of stunned silence as Drenai deliberated on this unexpected revelation. What was she saying? Had Queen LeMorte fallen pregnant during their time together? So long ago, without the Emperor’s knowledge, how could this be? >>
113Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Taking a deep breath before exhaling. “Maybe I’ll have that drink after all,” finally reaching for the chalice. Jaide’s evident sadness was enough to stir empathy in his otherwise tyrannical heart and he too felt a modicum of feeling. Perhaps even guilt. There was something painfully ironic about the ocean they sailed across, which had been named after sorrow. He wondered if there was a connection. “If I’d known…” He begun. Searching for the right words. “I would have been there for her…” Raising the chalice to his mouth and sipping. Savouring the flavour. “For both of you.” Briefly looking to Viktor, weighing up his reaction. The Emperor then turning to Jaide again. “What is her name?” He asked with earnest intent. He needed to know. ::
114Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : || A drink? They were offering drinks now? Why not. What harm could come from it? After all, to get intoxicated, that required alcohol, or whatever, to get through his blood stream. Which...his own essence snuffed out nearly everything in that regard. It took a hell of a lot of alcohol to get him drunk, or worse. Or some really strong stuff. Reaching for a chalice with his left hand, Viktor leaned back in the chair, as he listened. Though never actually taking a sip. Appearances, and all that. After all, the General was here to bare witness, it seemed. Couldn't have him getting drunk and then shrugging his shoulders, unsure if he was remember clearly. Chalice still in hand, the reasoning finally revealed, and Viks eyes went a tad wider. A daughter? Really? Now that was interesting. Better than a son, might have been killed or exiled so there was no fight for the throne. Not that Drenai would willingly give it up. He was still kicking and breathing, after all. Odd turn of events, >
115Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : however, to come all this way, just to be told he had a daughter he knew nothing about, from all those years ago? Why wait until now, Viktor silently pondered. Why wait until.... Ah-ha. Jaide had found her. Found their daughter. And somehow, needed Drenai in some capacity regarding her. That had caused the General to smirk slightly, though his posture hadn't changed, and he hadn't actually moved at all. Very interesting turn of events. For now, he'd stay silent on the matter. There wasn't much to say regarding a joke here and there. Which this wasn't exactly the time for joking. Despite his friend glancing to him, there seemed to be little in way of reaction aside from the revealing of just why they were there to begin with. Ever a man to hold his cards close, it wouldn't be much of a surprise. Though, he did finally speak up after Drenai asked his own question. "And where is she?" Why, because that was the important question, was it not? ||
116Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : And that's it for me. Gotta be up in 4 hours for work. Enjoyed writing with you all. And as a parting gift, https://cs8.pikabu.ru/post_img/2016/05/24/5/og_og_1464076547287313136.jpg this is totally Viktor. ))
117Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : nice post > was nice rping with you also ) sweet dreams )
118Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : pose)
119Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : Watching him as the words weighted impact.. knowing he would b e first confused.. but then she herself sought no passage to find him and cry foul of a child.. Both having their own lands to tend too. their own people to which relied upon their very breath to draw upon. those days were so rife with war, bloodshed and chaos.. a moment of serene peace was treasured .. held close.. one did not expect more than such.. Dawning of words writ Drenai's features.. his hand going towards the chalice.. to partake.. thus the reasoning she placed it there for him. it was not unexpected.. he spoke of he would have been there for her.. for the both of them. knowing perhaps that would have been so.. but now it mattered not.. the past was just that, the past.. looking at him.. seeing him as he was now. as he was then. there was little doubt as to why she had been so attracted to him. the warrior in him ever the same. the pause of sincerity.. yes he was still the same beneath his exterior. =-
120Ѵɪᴋᴛᴏʀ▪Fᴀʟʟᴏɴ : Dren, you have permission to NPC Vik leaving whenever. ))
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122Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : Shifting from settled seating.. to rise reaching over the massive table.. drawing back to hand the packet of missives.. a few lose she did add to the stack.. offering it to Drenai with a motion of hand as she is perched along its edge now. ' Her name is Jade.... as it was then.. as now tis still borne by her presence.. ' soft words to pass.. the missives revealing the truth of the child so long ago conceived as well as lost... along with the endless years of searching for her. the trail the last note of her presence.. as well as years she had been within his own lands.. ' reports from those within the Sanctum.. they have scoured lands.. for centuries.. those within the notice of her whereabouts.. leave her as of dawn a fortnight past in your lands.. Ranked.. beneath your mantle.. ' still yet did members of the sanctum reside within his own lands watching over the lady aforementioned. =- E
123Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : She listened intently as the words passed between the two, and gave a light giggle as the mention of he being there for not only the child but both. It was almost sickeningly cute but she knew well her own father would have scorched the world had she ever been lost to him. First Princess of SoulEdge, she hated the title honestly, but could understand it. At a point before forming the orphanages to select her children from she would have actually laughed at the man for such <C>
124Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : words, but with those she adopted and took under her care as her own, she learned differently. She'd do the same for her own, even though not of blood, but selectively choosen even if at first for their abilites and natural skills. Eyes dancing between Drenai and Jaide then falling to rest on Jaide with a slight turn of her head when she spoke of those within the Sanctum. She thought to the man she toyed with in playful manner before slapping his ass when he stepped <C>
125Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : past her when coming to see Jaide after being in the crow's nest. Shrugging lightly with the information that revealed the girl's location, and dismissing the thought before thought of the little godling she took to bed. Oh she was going to miss that little one for sure while here, but that one had her own purpose back in Wolfe. "Quite a matter to miss one so close in proximity to yourself. But I guess never knowing she existed would create some sort buffer in recognition <C>
126Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : with whatever gifts you possess...or lacking," she held up a hand lightly marking the comment non-offensive,"understanding known that not all beings possess such gifts, to note, so it's said without offense intended." Looking at some of the missives that were passed she could still smell the specific waxes used, especially the particularly crafted ones that bore broken seal of her family. <E>
127Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: The Emperor recalled the words of the dragon. Moviat had spoken of bloodline and legacy and now Drenai understood finally. Queen LeMorte had revealed their child’s name and it wasn’t deemed a coincidence that it bore a striking similarity to her own. Fitting really. Nor would there be a case of mistaken identity, when the ruler of this Realm of Darkness explained their daughter already occupied the lands of Deathstalker. Served beneath his mantle. Inherently he knew whom she referred to, for it suddenly all fit into place. Their offspring had been a bearer of foresight in his Empire and served him loyally. >>
128Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> He wondered if the girl, who’d grown into a woman -into a warrior- had always known of her ancestral origins. Or had she been oblivious? There were still gaps in Drenai’s knowledge, despite these revelations. Thus the Nephilim accepted the scrolls as they were offered to him, unravelling them and reading. Discerning more details. “Your Sanctum would be correct. The girl is known to me.” Reflecting inwardly. “She is one with the shadows.” Referencing her Imperial rank in his Realm, as a Shadow Raven. Leader of an elite spy network, in service to the Crown. >>
129Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Hanging his head with sombre optimism. The Titan conflicted as he wrestled with a strange mix of emotions. On one hand, he’d missed out on their daughter’s upbringing. Suspecting they both did. On the other. She was alive and well, thrived even. “She’s been under my nose this whole time.” Taking another deep breath, as he set aside the scrolls on the desk and circumvented the table, closing what few remaining feet had separated the Emperor of Deathstalker and Queen LeMorte, as the two faced each other onboard the Midnight Sun, which sailed across the Sea of Sorrows. The Nephilim taking Jaide’s hand in his own larger, encompassing palms. >>
130Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> “Jade is strong and elegant like her mother. Fiercely intelligent, honourable and a credit to both our Houses. Set aside your grief, she does you proud.” With that, the Emperor outstretched large and powerful arms, and should the Queen have allowed it, Drenai embraced her in a meaningful hug. Setting aside pretence and formality in favour of something sincerer. More real. Then looking back to the Princess of SoulEdge. “I had no idea,” he admitted. No offence taken, by her remark. ::
131Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : Glancing to Iza. knowing her to ever be the same. Such effort had gone into tracing down Jade.. it had been a lifetimes measure of love for a child lost.. a child she knew was alive but could not find. then did they find her. to say Jaide was pleased with the results bearing truth to that which she had always felt. known.. now tantamount to the future of said child to live and exist with a breath of happiness in bosom. Whence he did scan the missives.. letters of import of the child.. now woman.. Drenai spoke of acceptance.. of her being in his land.. aye she was and had grown much there.. sanctum had followed her not dogging her every step but guarding over the one whom was believed Jaides child during her years.. of growing up. of finding her footing. it did seem an internal struggle with much.. one that now could rest at ease within jaides being.. having no reason to worry longer.. the packet of missives fully read. fully understood.. =-
132Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : .. Jaide did glance up to him from seated perch along edge of the massive table used to map the seas...confirmation did arise in forms of emotions registering along Drenais face.. confusion to fact.. to seeing that he too had seen with eyes but did not readily place whom the lady was.. glad when he spoke of the missives containing pure truth of the matter .... Jade being one of he shadows.. that would work well in her favor as twas the child's right by birth to embrace them. to spin them.. as well as to span them.. but to also be placed in a ranking position of such within the imperial of his land.. that fit as well... ' Aye it would appear.... she has found footing.. ' outstretched arms did she fold into .. relaxing .. glad the search for the truth of it was over.. glad to know Jade was fine and well.... words of praise for the child rang out .. a smile.. genuine in reflection roamed Jaides features... ' Tis pleasing to know such... I shall have to ask that you call her...=-
133Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : .. here.. at some time in the close future .. to lay eyes upon that which I lost so long ago... ' the space of arms encircling herself .. large comforting.. ... =-e (jaide is grabbed in a massive bear hug )
134Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : When the man moved her left hand shifted slightly but relaxed back to open palm when Jaide returned embrace to him. She raised a brow and watched...wondering if one was going to stab the other...or both...who knew this things? No one that was for sure, fate was a funny thing...soft hugs and hard blades were a thing or was that just Izabella herself that was that way? She shrugged lightly processing over the words that were spoken so far. So the child grew, a woman, <C>
135Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : ranked within his court, and he familiar with her...in a sense of person at least. Watching the man give embracing hug to Jaide looked like a grizzly grabbing a fox...she withheld the urge the snicker at the imagery. So the the child to called upon? At sea? Well, he and his companion showed up on dragon and griffon...what next? carriage dragged through the air haphazardly through the air by winged horses or pegasus? Again unfamiliar with the lands this man came from <C>
136Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : omg iza )
137Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : she had no idea of what to possibly expect. Dragons were common just about anywhere, griffons weren't rare but still uncommon, even on other worlds and in other verses. It could give an interesting assessment to the ability and persona of the girl to be called, well woman she guess now. "Excuse my lack of personal knowledge, but this...woman would be how young now?" <E>
138Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : errr thinks back to when rock band hair was in effect )
139Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : can haz hairpsray? ))
140Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : yeah lmao )
141Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: Both monarchs had been conditioned for war thus rarely allowed their guard to drop, least of all around another who mirrored their own royal station and exhibited similar political weight. Only making the scene more poignant and unique. However given the circumstances, even the likes of Drenai and Jaide could surely be forgiven. Still coming to terms with the information gleaned this day. The hulking brute towering above the much smaller, feminine figure. >>
142Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Whatever conspirators on either side of the divide may have thought, those who may have orchestrated false conflict between these two fierce rulers -when there was none to start with- both Drenai and Jaide recognised the reality of the situation. They knew the truth and would navigate through troubled waters with typical guile and grit, overcoming any obstacle in the knowledge that Deathstalker and the Realm of Darkness sought the same objective. To endure and to thrive. To see their nations prosper and their peoples live well. Knowing comfort and security. >>
143Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> A child between them would only strengthen ancient bonds, joining their legacies. Ensuring peace. “You have my word, Jaide.” Drenai promised. “I will send our daughter to you, as soon as I return to the Empire.” Eventually releasing his arms and regarding her again. Both in fondness and respect. Finally the Nephilim regarded the Princess of SoulEdge once more. “I’m not entirely sure, at least a few centuries old.” Doing a brief calculation, but unable to guess their daughter’s precise age. ::
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145Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : Paused here.. for later play )
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148Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ's local time: 09/07/2018, 07:31:04
149Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : enjoyed the scene guys. I think we accomplished what we set out to do, so for Viktor's sake, i may have him and the Emperor head home. Obviously i'm happy to continue if anything else is required. Perhaps we'll just play it by ear? ]
150Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : see how we feel in the next few days.   ]
151Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : okies have fun and was nice to rp with you again  
152Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : I'm down for whatever generally,   ))
153Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : likewise. Thanks for writing with me, both of you! ]
154Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл :   sweet dreams when ya head to bed .. -= huggles =-
155Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : -hugs back- ]
156Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл :  )
157Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : if needed, you need only call. I'm never far away.   ]
158Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : bullshit, that's a big pond, lol ))
159Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : wackooooooooooooooooo you are isnane iza )
160Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : okies    ]
161Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : Wouldn't be me if I weren't.   ))
162Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : ok too true
163Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : i'm a frequent flyer on Dragon Airways. ]
164Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ :   ]
165Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : oh sweet gotta rack up those frequent flyer rewards ]
166Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : I asked for one once, got told no, I'd have it eat too many neighbors.   ))
167Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : haha. Catch you guys soon! ]
168Јαđε•Ϊzaɓєււa : *wavies* ))
169Jaide´ŁęMoŗŧę«Ŗл : nini Drenai ]