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 Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:08 pm
Onyx took the opportunity, Cedric and her weren't dancing...to make himself known. and since he didn't want to draw too much attention to himself outof that 'just out of prison and everyone thinks I'm guilty' paranoia, sent a little wisp to buzz around Aella's head a bit.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:13 pm
Aella smile a shrugged a shoulder, waving a bit as Cedric left her. She turned and hey look, a whisp/ SHe followed it back to wear Onyx was hiding in the shadows. "Onyx? I didn't know you wer invited here."
The dance was not a long one, but it was funny how dancing with someone could strengthen the bonds between two nations. Gerard, young and nimble lead Zeranda easily around the floor. Meilikki was graceful as she always was. It was a good dance to watch, and the people clapped as it finished and the four bowed to each other.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:18 pm
"Neither did I. I was about to party crash when they opened the doors up. I wanted to see you all dressed up. and it's quite a sight to see, if I may say so."
A small purring sound.
"I saw you dance. and while I must say I was a bit jealous, you did do a wonderful job. seems your getting over your hatred of being touched a bit."
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:25 pm
Noting that Aella wondered off after a wisp, Cedric turned to walk back to the table after the monarchs plus one danced. His ears twitched funny, like they had over five hundred years prior.
He simply placed his hand on the Halfling's shoulder, which outright showed that he was baring no ill will. The form seemed to march, because marching is the only way to describ the drow moving in his archaic caverly armour. The plates were fitted so well, that they seemed to blend into one solid piece, yet they moved with the same grace that chainmail or leather armour would allow. His helmet was very fasionable, more so than any other he had ever worn. His eyes glowed a fierce lavender underneath. His long braid, which reached the floor, was behind his head.
His left arm was covered by a Spectum, a large body shield. It looked like it would fit comfortably over the side of a lizard or a dragon. His boots and greeves matched his chest plate, his right gauntlet looked more plan than ever. He wore that aged claw on his left hand still. He looked about the crowd once he reached the centre, noting each person, and noticing who was missing. He smiled beneath his helmet, "Good-bye." He said, and abburtly burst into a cloud of purple smoke.
It vanished, and a giant translucent head was floating above where he was. "I never wanted to kill him, so have him back." The head said, and simply blink out of existance. On the floor, bundled in a purple blanket, wearing only a chainlink neclice with a purple flame around his neck, was the baby Prince Tarathiel.
Jiscal blinked. He honestly thought he was going to die when the Princeling said good-bye. He looked at the very,very attractive Zeranda and smiled weakly.
Celeste literally dashed out to the child and threw herself before him. She cried very loudly. Elric and Cedric were quickly beside her, very much confused. Save for the purple and amulet, the Babe was the way they remembered him five hundred years ago, when he was murdered by Kimmurieal.
A small poof, and a miniture drow with devil wings and a tail appeared near Aella, "The Boss Says you need to give Meilikki the whole message next time." And vanished.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:34 pm
That got a look from Malik, and a slight smirk. how very like Kimmuriel. but the surface elves...they really reacted strongly to that, didn't they. At least this was entertainment.
"Looks like Jiscal just lost his big backer. will be interesting to see how things go."
though Malik was a bit interested in how he pulled that off. diod he ressurect the child...or merely do something before that kept him in a stasis.
Onyx disreguarded the drow and elven event. Not his buisness really, and he had enough trying to figure out the Nelpheans half the time to want to try and figure this one out.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:35 pm
Meilikki only saw the drow breifly before the cloud of smoke and the babe appeared. She smiled sadly, as if expecting just such an event. She followed with the others as both kings and Zeranda went to inspect the porlbem, or not problem as it were. It was not everyday that babe's were were supposed to be dead suddenly showed themselves.
"Jealous? What for?" But she blushed anyway, shrugging of his comment about her frear. "Just the hands aren't so bad."
She jumped when the devil creature appeared, and looked worried when it instructed her on her duty to pass on the message. She groaned as it disapeares. "Lovely."
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:39 pm
Not caring for protocole, Celeste picked up the child and held it close to her. She craddled its warm body against hers. She wanted to rip that holy symbol from the baby's chest, but thought it wiser not to. Despite how emotionally she was behaving, it was a measure of her honesty and not her thinking. She had managed to keep some of her wits about her. "Elric, Sink the ship."
"Eye eye, Captain." He replied. His eyes were not decieving him, he knew that. His mind told him that this was not posible.
"I guess he really was Lloth's son after all." Cedric said to the monarchs.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:49 pm
"Because sharing a dance with you is something that I woudl enjoy. and someone else was getting the privelage."
A small grin to her blush, and a glance at the demonic thing.
"What was the whole message you were supposed to deliver? maybe I can deliver it for you?"
Malik drank and watched. He coudl find Kimmuriel if he was on the plane..the dead would tell him, adn he coudl communicate with him he was sure. Might be interesting to see how he pulled this stunt off.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:51 pm
Gerard and Meilikki watched, and nodded to Cedric. :I had heard such a rumor before in Honoursfeild. I did not beleive it so."
"I think you would be surprised if you learned how many of the god's children live amoung us."
"You seem sad, Oracle."
"I was hoping for a chance to do something."
"Oh? What was that?"
"Say 'arr.'"
Gerard blinked, but decided not to say anything about it.
She shifted on her feet, unsure of where this conversation was head. "I needed to learn how to dance first."
She shook her head, looking over at the Oracle. "No, I don't think it would be wise for you to give it to her. And really, it's for her alone. I mgiht get in trouble agian if I gave the message to the wrong person."
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:03 pm
"I thought it was wierd how he stopped playing politics with me," Jiscal said, "For several months, he merely came into my office and talked about what happened to him. There was actually a long period where he didn't even do that." The king actually felt like he was missing the drow. Which was odd. Every moment with that drow could have been his last, maybe he grew so accustom to it, dying no longer phased him. He looked at the room and all the guests. Most, knew the drow in one way or another. Most knew people that the drow personally killed. Most, were here at the drow's request. And now, the drow was gone.
Jiscal felt... Bored. Maybe a war with Malik will return that feeling of being alive. But, Jiscal would rather have his kingdom live another few hundred years than enjoy any personal gain.
Zeranda felt cold. She had known that drow for over twenty years, and each time she spoke with him, he would turn her world upside down. He could see through lies, he could tell you that the darkness was bright, and you could find yourself believing him. He was a stone in the dark, yet a bright one, covered with shadows... Confusion swelled within her.
Trogar was crying. He really did like that boy. He was a good son. Helped his father out of slavery, and then got him a kingdom. Good son. He looked at Fin, "You've gotcherself some heavy shoes to fill, me boy."
Fin looked at the dwarf, eyes heavy. He didnt' even notice something happened.
Gil was shocked. That was one of the most comforting guestures he had ever recieved. He was staring into the space where the drow had walked from, and could not believe that he was... He was confused.
Braver seemed rather pleased, yet disapointed. "I hope he really did destroy that Demi-lich like he said he did."
Vine and Axe had a short conversation in Tauron. The grunts were even uncomprehendable to most minotaurs. They seemed at a loss too.
Bertha had just about coned Kalam into goiong to an Inn when this happened, and she turned her head and he was gone.
Laurence was quiet for the first time in a long while.
Trem continued to eat at the buffet, oblivious that anything happened.
The five chromatics pulled out similar chains to the one baby Tarathiel was wearing, and put them on.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:20 pm
Malik only smirked lightly.
"Don't be so quick, Jiscal, to judge appearance. take a look around."
Yes, Malik noticed the dragonics and thier necklaces. and had noted the imp.
"Aella got a message..obviously from it's appearance our drow friend is still someplace. the mages have put on necklaces similar in appearance to the one on this child. I don't think you've heard the last of Kimmuriel. In one form, or perhaps another."
Rebirth as the true Tarathiel? that might be a possibility. not too far fetched when one dealt with undead death knights and demons.
Onyx smiled only lightly.
"I can help with the dancing thing too. I amy not be as...elegant as an elf, but I'm not a complete clutz, either."
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 10:08 am
A look to Malik as he pat at her thigh and she merely flashed him one of those ‘I’m fine smiles’, of course that was before it happened. Yes as if that wasn’t stressful in itself. See she knew that it wouldn’t last, something would happen and well it did. Now this particular happening was horribly interesting now wasn’t it? As well as all of the connecting actions. But no, she wasn’t surprised in the least bit, thus merely a sigh. “I have a feeling things are going to be quite interesting from now on…” Good old home, always interesting here.
Sevilin blinked, having turned his attention back inside as Kimmuriel had made his entrance. Oh great, then again he expected nothing less from the drow princeling…who was now an infant…somehow or another. Yes, he didn’t think that he was going to enjoy a plane where his own child grew up with that thing. Who knew what it would be like this time around. Of course that was his negative thinking.
With a sigh he made his way back inside, only to see Zahara alone sitting at the table, no Arthur in sight. Thus heading into the crowd of others, he searched around until he grabbed Arthur by his jacket…which was damp for some reason. Not that he cared. “Party seems to be going south, let’s all just stick relatively together until Malik lets us go.” Thus pulling him out of the crowd and limping back to the table with the surface elf in tow, regardless of the angry Zahara sitting there, he plopped Arthur in a chair and then plopped down himself, though he propped his one ankle on an empty chair. Hm, throbbing sensation.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 12:42 pm
Arthur sighed as he leaned against a wall by himself as his only eye scanned the crowd, not really caring who was here anymore since this party went way down hill with that incident with Sevilin, then things went bad for him when Zahara dumped wine over his had for no reason what so ever. So there he was standing far away from the table with the pissed off pregnant drow who was sitting there, if he stayed he would have gotten into an argument that's for sure. Then out of no where he felt a hand grab his coat, and before he could tell the person to piss off he noticed it was Sevilin who came by to get him and bring him back to the table; like he had a choice in the matter anyway. Before he could give his reply he was pulled by the large male through the crowd by his coat, which pissed him off since he would of followed the older drow anyway with no complaint since he thought that it would be a good idea to stay together anyway incase Malik wanted to leave anytime soon. A few seconds later Arthur found himself being forced into a chair back at a familiar table with a familiar face sitting there with the same look on her face; slowly Arthur looked over towards Sevilin with a small glare since he was ticked off. "You did not have to drag me over here, I would of followed you back anyway since you are right that we should stick together incase Malik does want to go soon." With a small huff Arthur leaned back into his chair with his arms crossed over his chest, the mood between all three elves was just perfect, they were all pissed off at one another in some way and they had to wait together until Malik arrived, if that elf didn't show up there could be an explosion of arguments starting soon.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 1:02 pm
Sevilin looked up from his boot as if he had been examining his ankle through the leather, at Arthur's tone and he gave a little glare right back. He didn't need anything from the surface elf on top of what Zahara was pulling. "Well excuse me for my directness...I merely felt it was best to make sure you could get back, what with the crowd reacting to Kimmuriel's little stunt and the light chaos that ensued afterward..." Pissy surface trash...
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 2:37 pm
Eliot had stopped dancing when she caught the acrid smoke From the babe's appearnce.
"What's going on?"
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