Hyperborea | The Island of Golden Sun (OPEN)

[stillnohero]

"I am extremely glad to have you Ania."

He simply mentioned. Then she continued to speak on their habits to wander and explore. This much he was aware of. Though when she mentioned Dante he couldn't help but have a flash of thought in his mind. He had nearly forgotten of part of his hidden agenda. Ania might have been excommunicated, though the only thing standing in the way of that was her pig headed brother. This problem was temporary. Despite wanting to keep Ania here, he had big plans for Dante since learning of Ania's lineage. The great Dante Pendragon would come to age, and he would be highly trained in as many arts as he could learn. And when he was ready he would take the throne she had been banished from. Yes. His son would rule a kingdom as Hartia himself did here in Hyperborea. His ultimate goal would be that his clan would return to power and be known across many many lands. This was the first child of many in his seemingly diabolical plan, but to him it was a plan of pure alignment. All in due time.

Snapping back to reality, he embraced Ania warmly. Even kissing her head with a snicker as his smile refreshed upon his face. His love for her and Jessica was real, though they both ironically just so happened to reign from royalty. Dante would take Ania's kingdom, and eventually he would have a son fit to rule the kingdom Jessica originated from. And on the other side of his madness, his brother seemed to be hitting it off well with Raveena, whom also ruled a kingdom. Just imagine how fit it would be for him to take that throne. That would be four kingdoms, all ruled by Pendragon name. And it was just the beginning of Hartia's renewed long long life.

"Lets get cleaned up shall we. I am sure you are hungry, I know I am."

[BrokenDollEyes]

Food did seem appealing and with a nod of her head she moved to begin to washing herself. Hartia was on his own with cleaning up. A smile graced those lips of hers all the while scrubbing away the daily grime. Eventually Ania would have to send word to the pig headed brother of hers that Dante was hatched and would soon come for his entitlement. Part of her wondered where had that stupid cat went too. Always leaving when the good s**t happened. Or more pike saving his own a**, she loved him no doubt about it he was in fact family.

Hartia....have you seen an annoying black fur ball running around?

Submerging down into the water to wash out the soap from her hair. Blue eyes squeezed shut much like a child would. Nails scrapped against the scalp as they worked magic on the strands. Popping back up and pushing the water out of her face. Moving about she collected the oils and opened one up. Pouring a little into the palm of her hand and beginning the process of rubbing it in as she climbed out. All nice and clean like a whistle, towels hot and ready awaited her. It was so good to be home!

Bending down fingers dug into the skin rubbing the oil into the legs and thighs. Feet could come later towards bed time. For now it was a quick dry off and waiting for the male.

[OutlawD One]

Deus Ex Aizen

"Well well, let's get to walking."

Adjusting his jacket and hood Orphen took steps toward his door and walked out leaving it cracked for Raven. Taking a pause once in the hall he'd wait for her to catch up before continuing.

"If there is something that peaks your eye, feel free to take it."

[Deus Ex Aizen]

"I think I've taken what I believe is mine."

Raven materialized at his left, flanking him with a smile. It was easy to keep up with him. She was a nimble, graceful thing. She didn't feel a need to emphasize that the thing she had taken was Orphen himself. The Gaian Fighters were a second family to her. What wouldn't she do for that family? What wouldn't she do for Orphen? His earlier words floated back to her mind, his concern, not wanting anyone more to get involved than they already were. It didn't stop that tinge of fear, that "what if?" voice in the back of her mind.

Could she really leave it to Orphen and Hartia? Was what threatened them really that bad of an ordeal? Raven padded silently besides Orphen, a million thoughts swirling around in her mind. She would have to bite back the instinct to step forward, for his sake.

Alabaster Phoenix

[OutlawD One]

Deus Ex Aizen

Cracking a smile and lifting a brow Orphen couldn't help but find the multiple meanings in Raven's statement. It was an interesting feeling to him to feel claimed, if that was the true meaning of her word. His guessed it to be that one.

"What might that be?"

Even as he unlocked the armory door with the twist of a finger, he waited for her response. He'd push the wooden door ajar but just enough to hear the thoom of the lights.

[stillnohero]

"I'm afraid I haven't dear."

He replied relatively simply. With a smile still on his face, he washed himself up. Most men did this faster than women, but Hartia took major pride in his appearance. It was safe to assume he was metrosexual. His hair was catered to as much as his flawless porcelain skin. Once finished he exited the tub, if Ania was done, he released the switch to allow it to drain the filthy water into oblivion. Seizing a towel he fought to dry himself completely. Though it always seemed like not matter how hard one tried, they could never get every last drop off of their body. He could have dried magically, but unless he was in a rush of some sort, he rather enjoyed doing things through mundane method. Once finished he would inform her that he'd meet her downstairs.

"Meet me in the dining hall Ania dear. I'll be down shortly. Any preference to what you want to eat?"

Once she answered him, he would be assure her with a nod and a wink, his smile only growing before he left her company. One his way to his room he could feel that Orphen and Raven were still around. He figured this to be a good moment to take to invite them for a bite to eat, his treat of course. Mentally he Skyped his elder brother, or perhaps it was simple telepathy.

'How goes it brother? I don't suppose you and the misses are hungry?'

[BrokenDollEyes]

Nodding her head in understand ment the female moved behind him and took the way towards her bedroom. The towel wrapped around her was secure as it could be but better safe then sorry when going towards the bed room. Sneaking this way and that she soon was with in the safety of her bedroom. The towel slipping to the floor as feet danced across towards the closet. Having the closet already being open gave those cobalt eyes.enough.time to scan about the materials. They ranged from blues to.greens, blacks and red some purples here and there. Shirts pants.as well as dresses. So any items so limited on time...

Grabbing a sleek blue dress she tossed it on and shimmied into place. Tight enough around the breast and stomach area and flowing around the thighs where it ended.

Not one for painting the face the female turned around and began make way to the kitchen.

[Deus Ex Aizen]

Raven stopped short, surprise registering on her features, "You." She offered a cheeky smile before she dipped under his arm and slipped in, pushing the wooden door open. She had no qualms about her claim. If she felt that something was hers, she would seize it. Damn anyone who would attempt to convince her otherwise. Rarely did she show an interest in a man, yet their long-standing history and the many years that had passed between them didn't seem to diminish their feelings.

Raven squinted against the lights that flickered on. Her jaw went slack as she stared.

"Des'--Orphen...are you sure you want to let me in here?"

Anyone who was anyone knew that Raven Kanzaki had a fetish for armories. She had severely underestimated the quality and quantity. Trust the Pendragons to have a lavish armory in place.

Alabaster Phoenix

[OutlawD One]

Deus Ex Aizen

(Armory description coming soon)
"Well you've been let into everywhere else already."

Flicking her a wink Orphen smiled and pushed her further inside waving his hand back over the armory door. It was at that moment he could hear Hartia chiming in his mind.

Hartia Raye Pendragon

Breakfast does sound especially good. Give us a bit.

After the wave of his hand the doorknob slid into the door and the seams where the wall was an the door were separate, become non-existent. The armory had become more of safe; a room with no doors. It wasn't until the door was gone that the armory spread to it's full glory. The shelves of weapons and enchanted items doubled in adding more space to their height.

"If you find something you want, just call it down. Are you hungry? Hartia has started breakfast prep. Gotta eat our fill before we adventure. Right."

[stillnohero]

Smashing! It would be like a double date. He proceeded to get dressed rather swiftly as he was excited. Dressed as usual with black slacks, a white button up and a black vest, he pulled on his stylish black boots and proceeded down the stairs. His hair would dry and fall natural to it's own accord. With some pep in his step he gleefully approached the kitchen. While it was true that cooking was usual a woman's task, and he had servants for any request, he rather enjoyed cooking. Today he would prepare French toast along with eggs sunny side up and of course fresh crispy bacon. He'd be sure to prepare fresh orange juice to boot. As he approached the kitchen, he'd see Ania going into it just before himself. Such a stubborn woman. He told her to meet him in the dining hall. None the less, he would enjoy her company. As he entered the kitchen, he would begin to work his magic in more than one way. First he moved his left hand face it's palm to the stove, his fingers curling as if grabbing a knob before turning. Three of the four eyes turned on as a result, each varying in temperature for each food he was to produce.

"This meal will be amazing. My brother and our dear friend will be joining us. When the food is almost done, I'll hail one of the maids to bring little Dante down. I believe he is capable of eating big boy food."

He mused into a giggle as he would move his arms akin to one conducting an orchestra. Dishes required for cooking would all brought out simultaneously with the food to be prepped. In order he would start the bacon, then the toast, then the eggs. The eggs scrambled and used for soaking the toast would have what was left scrambled in a skillet for Dante. Everything was prepped together and with air all through his ability of telekinetics. He had been practicing this aspect of his magic abilities, and he was becoming quite adept. It often came in handy when trying to cook fast and accurately so that everything was fresh and hot when finished. Not until the food was half way done would he begin on the fresh squeezed orange juice.

[BrokenDollEyes]

Ania nodded her head and scooted off to the side out of the master chiefs way. Glancing put of the window to the lush lawn and beyond. There was a twinkle, magic of into the distance. Cobalt eyes narrowed ever so slightly, the arrival of a Corva. Slightly wondering if it was a cousin or a sister. Yet judging by the distance whom ever it was wouldn't arrive till after breakfast. Cast a glance towards Hartia watching him orchestrate the kitchen. Sure she knew the joys of cooking, making something with out help. Yet it was still mind boggling on why a male of his caliber would do it.

Looks like we will have other company as well

Smiling and scooting up on the counter by the sink thinking she would be some what out of the way. A soft hum escaped her lips while watching him move about. Never aware of the troubling news a Corva was bringing her. Off in the distance where the air was stirred up by magic a lone figure hunched forward. Ragged breath could be heard a mile away as red hair spilled forth in a frenzy of strands. If the hair color wasn't a clue then the form was. Tasha Corva was once again in the land of eternal sunlight. Looking worse for wear, the female stood upon shaky legs. At first glance one would simply assume that she had gotten into a nasty fight. Partly true with the swollen black eye and the busted lip. Cuts and bruises littered her arms and legs. But it was the slight sunken eyes, more defined cheek bones and saggy clothing.

A huge indication that this Lady had not been eating properly for sometime. But why? A lady if her degree would surly have enough coin to sustain herself for eons. Yet here she stood...a mess.

Now Tasha was not the one to fight that had always been more of Anias forte' considering she didn't like normal female things. Sure basic knowledge had been instilled in the girl but.nothing like what her great sister did. Again maybe another part of why she had been sent here. Moving towards the manner the girl glanced behind her at the satchel left in the sand. Holding little value to her. News needed to reach Ania first before that could be dealt with.

And what was so pressing? The wayward satchel held no value to anyone passing by. No jewels or coins for the taking but a scrap of burnt paper. Said paper was as actually a photograph of the great..Corva household all the family pressed together...Yet the image was burnt away strategically, leaving only a handful of people. Tasha, Ania, Bane, Tristan, Ariana and a few other cousins. Looks like Bane was at it again, trying to kill off the clan to start another one. Tasha had barley managed to escape alive but she had to know for sure.

[stillnohero]

"I've been meaning to tell you that same thing...Though I wasn't speaking of one of you kin."

Yes. He could sense the Corva returning upon them. Though he wouldn't sense anything wrong with her. Just that she had arrived. As dishes were used and dirtied, he would ferry them to the sink with his mind, directing the entire show still. The cooked food was set upon fresh clean plates. And dishes and silverware to eat on and with would be compiled for the dining room. Enough for the five of them, and a few extra sets just in case. There was plenty of food to go around. Two gallons of juice to wash it all down with. As all the items were lifted from surfaces, he would imagine the dining room table, and the specific places where he wanted all of the items to be set down. And with a snap of his fingers, it all vanished from the kitchen. Instantaneously it all set upon the table perfectly. And his own telepathic message was sent to a maid to request she bring Dante downstairs, as well as a message for Orphen to inform him that breakfast was served.

'The food is ready brother, when ever you two wish to join us. We may have an extra guest or two arriving.'

"Come Ania dear, let us eat while it is still hot."

He chimed in a joyful manner with yet another giggle. Obviously he was in a chipper mood. The best he had attained in a while. So many good things were coming to him all at one time. Though eventually there would be a catch to it all.

[BrokenDollEyes]

A smile was given as she slipped from the counter and back to her feet. The vanishing act didn't surprise her any not with him and magic and soon Dante and his own special blend of it. Walking out of the kitchen she couldn't help but glance at the window. What could any of her family want now?

Shaking her head slightly before yawning and joining him in the dinning hall. The smell of cooked food swirled around the air and teased her nose. At least he knew how to cook, that was a plus along with other things glancing up at the entrance of the maid and little Dante. He could always bring a smile to her face, my he was getting big quick.

[The Lady Of Yggdrasil]

☽åurora Þendragon☾
☸Mood☸ Curious
☸Current Theme☸Heaven In This Hell by Orianthi
☸Wearing☸ Shadows of the Night
☸Lover☸
☸With☸
In the middle of New York stood Aurora, leaning against her bike in Time Square. It was dead midnight, and full moon this night, this was when she was at her strongest. Full moonlight and Sunlight were where a lot of witches and warlocks drew their power, also from within themselves of course, but certain spells called for certain...conditions. Aurora was a Hybrid of a Witch and Sorceress, being slight differences between the two.
She eyed her pendant and as she did it began to glow, a dull yellow and green aura came from the pendant. She held it in the palm of her hand and closed her eyes, listening. The humming she heard was a summoning of sorts, an invitation? Apparently someone special or important to her was summoning her, whether or not for good or for bad was yet unclear. She spoke softly, her plump lips parting, "Show me where." That's when she saw it, the Castle. She'd seen it in her Grimoire and in family records, but never in person. Considering she was of age now and could fully apparate herself, she would be able to travel there, but not without being haggard. She opened her eyes for a minute and pondered. Who could be summoning her to the castle? She had cut ties with the family...could it be the man she met so long ago, Hartia? The one who insisted they were family? That was the only person of good will, hopefully, she could think of to summon her. She closed her eyes once more and took a deep breath, tilting her head up to the sky. "Me ad centrum terrae, O Mater. Ad Pendragon castrum." She spoke, channeling almost all of the energy she had to do this apparition. Suddenly everything went black, then light so bright appeared that it nearly blinded her. She fell onto hard ground and slowly, she looked up, long black curls falling away from her face as it looked upon the bright sunny sky and the castle below. The sun died down after a bit, having been bright only because she was used to her nightlife, and it seemed a constant dusk here. Or perhaps dawn. But slightly brighter. She stood, brushing the dust off of her pants and shirt and walked forward, peering at the large castle dumbfounded. This was it, what she saw in the pictures. She walked slowly for she felt weak and knew not where she was going. She walked up the stairs, one by one, oh how there seemed so many, and met the large hinged doors. She rapped on the door, loudly. "Hello? Is anybody home?" She yelled, her voice echoing against the doors.

[OutlawD One]

Odiah

Even while in the armory the presence of a newcomer slid across Oprhen's awareness. Allowing a portion of his attention, awareness, and mind to flow through the halls of the grand castle. It wouldn't be long after her knock that the door would swing open inward, exposing the entry way of the home as well as Orphen's magical projection.

"How can I help you?" If you would please excuse the mental intrusion. I don't have a voice right now. Orphen, Orphen Pendragon."

The girl didn't have a familiar aura when he picked up her presence and now face to face that unfamiliarity was confirmed; he didn't know her. His mind had been scattered since his return but the memories with people he knew returned on sight but none came in this case, although her magic felt similar in the vaguest of ways. He didn't know her, but until he found out if she was friend or foe he wouldn't attack first.