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[ A person who has lost her memories can no longer find her way through the world she once called home.
But still I hope, for as long as I have my life, new memories will be carved into my world. ]

XXXXX× Memory nodded to him and as the snow fell, she silently watched it. Although it was cold and most would shiver when only wearing a dress, she did not. She never really felt cold and perhaps that was because her ability to control the fire element. She cocked her head again like a child and took his wrist, gently dragging him over to the Queen. She then let go as she reached about 5 ft. away from the Queen and bowed. "Your highness, King of Finrayca of the Land of the Humans, is here for you." She then turned to him and bowed. "Your majesty, I'm sorry for my actions. I shall leave you to my Queen." She then stood, looked directly into his eyes for 30 seconds and walked off about 10 ft. away to the side. She was making sure he didn't do anything harmful to the Queen.

Out Of Concern: ---

[ A person who has lost her memories can no longer find her way through the world she once called home.
But still I hope, for as long as I have my life, new memories will be carved into my world. ]

XXXXX× Memory nodded, in agreement with her highness and saw one of the Queen's royal knights stand by the Queen's side. Her motioned her to leave and so, Memory did so but felt uncomfortable so she sent a telepathic message saying, "If anything happens, shout out my name through your mind, your highness." Memory had an ability called the Psionic blast which allowed her to crush a mind, delete memories, cause them to fall unconscious, make them feel pain, OR kill them. All she had to do was look at a person's eyes for 10 seconds to create a link and she did this to King of Humans already. She could only do this to 5 people at a time and the link would only last a day. She bowed to the Queen again then left, heading to the town square.

Out Of Concern: ---

Violet looked him up and down then smiled. "Forgive me sir, i like my people to be safe, as you can see they're my only family" she said waving her arm around the empty room slightly. She started to walk to the hall way "So, would you like to go up to the top tower and you can see almost all of crimson underground, and i could show you how you got in here" she said feeling safe for she had her bow and memory's connection.

The smell of the air, vegetation and animals in the area reverberated in his nostrils. The heavy sighs from himself and the heavy breathing from his gallant steed. He wore that black armor made of dragons of young and old, ancient and sentient. A Hunter of species he was and a damned good one at that. A raven black hood covered his head, shadowing his face. This hood was part of his armor, usually tucked into the breast plate so it wouldn't get damaged even though it was made of many layers of durable Wyrm webbing.

His bow and arrows was slung across his back. That ancient yew bow being his first weapon and his most lethal for long ranged combat. This time, he had a different sword, a great sword strapped to the side of his horse. A whinny here and a kicker there was all the horse made as this giant man stood in the stirrups so he could get a better bearing of his surrounds. His enhanced hearing picked up sounds from far and wide. He heard the skittering and scuttling of organisms he knew about and some he didn't. He was now hoping that this foreign land hand creatures untold of that he himself and maybe his Uncle and Cousins could hunt for sport.

Taking another breath he dismounted from the saddle and landed gently on the earth. unknown plant here and there to his knowledge, he would need to find someone who knew what these plants did so he could make tonics and ointments for certain ailments and illnesses, to further his Druidic knowledge of the land and to also save his hide.

Laya had heard of the Crimson Underground through the grape vine. The city she had commanded and built from nothing had been destroyed by her enemies. Did people in power really despise freedom so much? She would never understand it and she didn't really want to understand it either. The slaves she had lead to freedom had all perished, they sacrificed themselves to give her time to escape. They had acted like decoys, trying to fool the invaders and unfortunately they succeed. Laya felt that she should have just given herself up but then their deaths would all be in vain. Without no where else to go she had hope to seek refuge here within the Elven Domain of the underground.

The forest was beautiful, breath taking. This was a prime location and the queen had done a very good job picking this environment. It was a thriving metropolis of trees and forest life, it was green as far as the eye should see. Laya noticed the castle coming into view, it was only polite that she introduce herself and request a home here. She climbed up the giant roots that connected and intertwined with the castle. It look so natural, this palace in the green sea. She knocked upon the door, waiting for a response. She wasn't sure what she was going to say but felt the words would come to her when the moment was right.

Orcus opened the door to the castle slightly. He was still looking back as he was finishing up his conversation with the guards outside the doors. He laughed and nodded as he finished his way into the castle. He was still not paying attention as he shifted his heavy armour and walked at the same time. Some large plate shoulders and breast plate. Plated pants and mail covered cloth. He felt like an entire armoury, something he was not used to. He finally looked up and directly at the Queen as he reached her. "Good faith, my mistress. I am at your service." He walked towards her and the human. "Evening, sir." He kept his hand on his halberd's shaft on his back. The shaft was long enough that he just had to keep his hand down for it to be on it.

Orcus nodded. "Yes ma'am." He bowed and then saluted her respectfully. "Orcus Del'acard Fieres at your service. You're will is my command as long as it doesn't put you in harm's way." He lowered the hood, letting his long ears out. He stood tall at eight foot, four inches and his dark skin made him pop out in the crowd. He shifted a bit and took his hand from his halberd to atop the butt of his long dagger.