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"Is everything alright, your highness?" The man appeared out of virtually nowhere. He was tall, dark, and clothed like a king. Well that was a dead giveaway for a sorcerer. His hair was dark brown and fell casually into his unusual deep set purple eyes. He took her hand gently, "Perhaps you need to sit down.

Afsana shook off all of her thoughts and glanced up at the man. Oh, hello. It was going to be a good day after all. She laughed lightly and shook her head, "Not at all, I'm fine, really." Taking a step, she tripped somewhere along the lines and fell into the man's arms. "Terribly sorry, must still be out of it. Maybe it's the heat." Yes, boys and girls, not even the king is above that move.

The man chuckled softly, "You're fine to fall on me as you wish, your majesty." He took both of her hands and guided her to a nearby seat.

Afsana resisted all temptation to reply 'same to you, my good man,' and cleared her throat in place of the statement. "This is really not necessary, I should be working you know. No one needs a lazy king, another Kurag. But, while you've got me here, what is your name, sir?"

"Murad, your highness." He lifted her hand to kiss it softly.

Afsana suppressed a smile and spoke in a commanding tone, "Well, Murad, We thank you for your courtesy." She stood once more and dusted herself off. "But we really must be getting back to work." She looked over his shoulder at the scaffolding where the men were possibly doing something and looked back to the man before her, placing her hand in his, "On second thought, why don't you escort me to the other side and I'll work a bit with the other sorcerers and yourself, yes?"

Murad just smiled and nodded his head, "Of course your majesty, it would be my honor." He took her hand properly onto his arm and guided her toward the sorcerers.

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"He's right," Ackitahr nodded, "Don't worry about us." He put both wrists to the bottom of his helmet and jerked it up and off of his head. It had a tendency to get caught on his horns. Ow. he held it under his arm and followed the woman to their table, sat and nodded in response to Eversor's question, "Humans can get a little rowdy. Demons too, really."

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Patilla was in a familiar part of town, but he could really care less where he was. He was still sporting the jacket of a fallen general from Paha's army, and, as expected, it received familiar levels of either disdain or respect. Finally, he entered a shady looking tavern and made his way straight for the back, lifting a trap door in the floor, he lifted a lantern from the wall and used it to guide his way down into the hidden passageway.
He wandered the dimly lit path for what seemed like a long time before he came across a large wooden door. He smirked and pulled an old, rusted key from his pocket, proceeded to unlock the door and push it open.

"Patilla?" A dark voice called the man by name from the shadows, "What are you doing here?"

Patilla smiled his usual, wicked smile and bowed his head graciously, "I come bearing gifts for the mole people."

"Cute."

"I like to think so." He placed the lantern down beside him and pocketed the key once more, "I came to sell you secrets, to help rid you of the king."

"That is what I like to hear."

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((Oops I forgot Tei last time.))

Teinama stripped off his clothes and climbed into the bath behind his wife, "I have that problem with my hair too," He twisted a small lock around his finger and sighed, "I just can't do anything with it."

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Attorra nodded to a small area where some of the workers were breaking, "Come sit over here." He grabbed her wrist gently and ushered her along after him, "Eat something, relax. You'll feel better in no time."

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"Ha." Maude simply called over her shoulder with an obvious hint of sarcasm. She walked out of their residence and taking a short moment to remember which way she was going. She nodded as she recalled the path and left in that direction.

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"Then put on one of your dresses, princess." Ariasana walked off toward her fire pit, tossing a small piece of paper in and watching, sighing as it burned into nothing before she turned away, "What did you come here for? Food?"

"I recall quite destictly that Demons had more self-respect and courteusy towards other. Or am I mistaking them for the Dragons that I've been around lately?", he said before turning toward the waitress. "I don't desire anything on the double. As I said before, take your time. We'll still be here when you get to us. Now, I would like something very hot. Taste is not a priority. Just something hot." the dragon said as he let his hands fall to his sides. Everything sounded as if there were small pieces of cotton in Eversor's ears. Lovely.
The dragon took a seat at the table when Ackitahr didn't, nodding to him all the while. "Tell the nice, pretty woman what you want, Aki." he smirked and spoke as if he were talking to a child. Just to joke with the Demon.

Gravagarra was a small distance from the sorcerer's side of constuction of the palace, accompanied by Infernara and Adurnafor. The three dragons were all discussing disigns of a monument to create in honor of the new king of G'reth as a gift from the dragons.
"I say we make it a statue of a single dragon, standing tall and proud."

Infernara gave a look at Gravagarra, half-lusty and half-"boy, you crazy". "I say we just make a plaque embued with the elements.", she said, giving the Storm Dragon a saucy sideways glance.

Adurnafor bite back a growl at Infernara leading on to Gravagarra. Even if the Storm Dragon seemed oblivious to her leads. it still bugged him that another dragon might take her when now he felt this way about her. He hid the growl with a lazy yawn. "I say-" he said as he curled into a tight circle. "- I take a nap and think about it later." he grumbled sleepily, not really falling asleep and only appearing to be.

"Why don't we embue the elements into the statue I suggested?"

"No, that's a stupid male idea."

Murad stood behind the new King and held her hands up in the style of the sorcerers around them, "I'll teach you to raise a wall, huh?"

Afsana laughed, "For what reason? I can't do magic."

"I can, though, and if you need the help, your majesty, I'm here to assist you." He leaned in and held her arms up with his, "So, why not have a little fun with it?"

"Mister Murad, please I've just worked outside all morning, you cannot really find my stench any less than repugnant."

"To the contrary, majesty, I find your company, and your smell, quite piquant."

Afsana laughed and shoved him away playfully, "Now I know you're full of it, good sir. It's one thing to please the king but another to lie to her!" She continued smiling as she heard her title from another direction, "What is it?" She looked up to see Leonardo approaching and repressed an eye roll. "Yes, General, what is it?"

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Patilla emerged through the woods, still running at full speed when he stumbled into the middle of the dragons' gathering. He got up slowly with a grunt before he looked up at the lot, "Oh hello, how are we today?" He tucked the blade trhat had just come into his possession away into his belt and yanked his jacket forward to cover it. "Working hard for the new king, I hope. Keep it up, fellas." He proceeded to then sidle away for a moment before picking up speed to escape their company.

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Ackitahr watched with an amused expression as the dragon sampled coffee for what was obviously his first time. When the waitress returned Ackitahr glanced up at her, "Um, we're okay, don't worry about us, please."

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"You would, but I'm really quite self-conscious." Teinama leaned forward and wrapped his arms tightly around his wife, "But lucky you, you don't even have to try."

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Attorra nodded and noticed the girl's expression, "Is everything alright, Kadra?" He placed a finger gently under her chin to lift her head, as he lowerd his own to look at her face, "What's the matter?"

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"Good to hear you're an adult, Lee." Ariasana took a seat at the table in her kitchen and picked up a pomegranate from the center. She tossed it up and down a few times before she turned back to face the lion, "I was told there's a new king of G'reth. Not that it's my concern, but to live so close, well, if they have another Kurag, I should smash the eggs before they hatch, you know?"

Eversor sipped the coffee again. "It may be your job, but you don't have to work yourself to death for the sake of other people's convenience. If your customers can't get passed that, then to the Underworld with them.", he said matter-of-factly.

A man that walked as if he had had much to many drinks even be remotely close to being able to stand walked through the tavern going from table to table talking to people he knew, and people he didn't even remotely know. He had eventually reached the General's table. He was accompanied by a young looking man with red eyes and scarlet hair. "Hehehehe. You look funny.", he said raising his mug to Eversor in a pointing fashion. He then took his mug and smacked it to his temple, as if saluting to him, yet forgetting the mug was there. It was a good thing the mug was empty. The blow to his temple didn't look to effect hi in the slightest either. "G'evening, sir."
The largely muscular man then turned to thewaitress and blinked a few times. "Sayyyy... Yer purty." he said before dropping his mug. He stumbled forward toward the woman.

Eversor growled at the drunk man saying he looked odd. He wouldn't have said anything close to that if he knew what the dragon had done to other men like him on the field of battle. "Sir, I suggest you continue on your way. I'm afraid you''re not welcome in this conversation, and you might unsettle the female. Resulting in you getting your sorry self ejected from the tavern."

Gravagarra was about to comment on Adurnafor's laziness when Patilla had stumbled into the center of the three dragons. He was then about to reply to the boy when he seemed to dash off without waiting for a response. The Storm Dragon furrowed his brow as he watched him bolt away.

"What a strange, little man.", Infernara said as she shook her head from side to side. "Anyways, about this whole gift thing-"

"He's carrying something.", Gravagarra said plainly as he rose to him feet and walked after Patilla. He never grew a trusting to the human. Not with how selfish and immature he was. "He's hiding it. I'm investigating."

Infernara huffed. "Fine. We'll talk about it some other time.", she said before lookeing toward Adurnafor. "Wanna go ******** style="color: blue">"Yes.", the water dragon said before instantly uncoiling and jumping to his feet.