So me and Silly Talked some about getting this Roleplay kick started again to keep it running. So I will start up a new plot with the Elf Prince so Hopefully we can get everyone back into this AWESOME roleplay. I should Have the post up sometime tonight if not early tomorrow. It'll be a Amani/Prince mixed roleplay. It'll be kind of cliche, but it will work...hopefully.
The morning came much to soon for Arthion. He was up before dawn and was called once more into a meeting. As he got older he was slowly given more and more responsibilities so when it came into time for him to become the King after his mother passed. Usually the responsibilties would have split between him and his Cousin, but times have changed and they had to have adapted. He woke up, already to find Andaer waiting for him.
The meeting was pretty productive, they explained how there was a large concentration of demons about ten miles outside of Elinor. Most likely having a larger demon as their ring leader. After getting out he walked towards the adjoining mansion of his uncle, the Treesinger. His cousin would be there, and possibly able to help with this small band of demons.
As he walked in the grand doors the maids and guards all bowed. Arthion nodded his head to them, walking into the dinning room just in time to see Amani spill her glass of water. He wondered why she was so nervous be he realized their conversation was over. He couldn't tell if it went well. But judging from the annoyed look on his uncle's face that it didn't. "As my uncle converses with Shallele we have an issue. Some of the other Lords thought it would be a good test of loyalties of Amani, and of her companions," he spoke, his common very thick and with an accent. "There is a medium sized group of demons, believe to be organizing."
Amani turned to look at the two who had just entered, the maids and guards in the room did the traditional bow to Arthion. Amani stood up as she looked at the rest of the group. "My father could be with Shallele for days until she speaks to him in full. And then he takes days to recover and fully understand what she shows him." she said before she started towards the door. This was perfect timing. After such a discovery as her condition she felt it was good to spend time away from the city, and from her father. Plus she knew her cousin was asking, but in reality they were being told to do so. She pulled the skirt up some so it didn't drag on the floor as she rested her hand on her cousin's shoulder. "I'narr en gothrim glinuva nuin I'anor" she said in elvish to him. An old saying that meant she understood the orders. She turned to see what the others said.