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 Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2017 3:37 am
she watched as the crystal dragon came and seemed to get the attention of the mad woman. saw her take a bundle from its claws and saw her hit the ground. she raised her flagged and called for a retreat. as she saw them move the horn came from the castle. he had called all troops to retreat from the battlefield. her hand still shook as she stayed behind, she was to be the last of her army to head to the castle from this battlefield. and she still wondered if her head would be the thing that would be sent.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2017 3:48 am
 Lah'ren Strongjaw He walked behind his king, hearing the call to the end of battle he looked towards what his king and the other armies would do. a simple horn blow and the Ren where behind him. still ready in case they needed to attack. most still in there proud phoenix forms. they all saw the woman on top of the dragon. if there was one word to describe her actions in his eyes it was power. unlike his king she did not seem to exude strength, but rather power.
tho having listened to his king confusion had begun to creep unto the chieftain of the Ren tribe. how could he not be a king? Lah'ren was chieftain wherever he walked. perhaps the king felt his duties where not as important as being a father.
Lah'ren watched and listened. the crystal dragon seemed to be able to calm down the mad woman. he saw the way the king touched the woman, he felt some knot in his stomach turned.
he remembered how the king had touched his wife. he wondered if he would gut the man if he ever touched his Kree'en again.
as he thought this the lady fell on her knees. the army they where fighting begun to retreat. he saw the messenger staid where she was and Lah'ren remained nearby. watching, listening, pondering.
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2017 8:38 am
 H E R O D ✹ L E T H O ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..King of War..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Herod's eyes laid upon the lord while he saw the opening of his wing to reveal what he was hiding. His golden eyes locked onto the bundle before his eyes dimmed completely. His mouth would take in deep breaths while walking to the woman who had dropped her blade. His blade was left where he stood as he let his body fall beside her's and looked to the child's pale face. His eyes almost hued a blue, like his brother's when he was young, as Herod's hand would rise and remove the gauntlet that symbolised terror amongst the battlefield as his hand would reach out and slowly pet the young boy's head. His mouth furrowed as he inhaled and exhaled slowly, trying to calm himself. The boy's body wasn't in complete form, but the child was back. His hand moved down to his cheek as he whispered lightly. "My son. . ." His eyes then glew a slight red seeing the bandages before returning to their normal golden hue. His body rose up as he looked over to Xerseis. His head tilting down in a nodding fashion as he looked to Hysteria and gave a slight smile.
"I'm sorry. . .I couldn't stop this, before it happened." He'd tell her as his eyes averted to the ground and his mouth's smile became a bit somber. "It seems I was going to lose Kyran like I lost my brother. . .And I wasn't strong enough to do anything about it." ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2017 6:38 pm
Ali Ababva, Lord Xerseis 
Gone's the wisdom
Of a thousand years
A world in fire and chains and fear
Quite honestly, the crystal dragon had not expected this reaction from the famed high chairwoman who was bristling layer of distrust and warring energy. Yet here she was, having fallen under her the weight of her emotion, and cradling her infant... thanking him of all creatures for this.
Then his king approached the lady and the infant, and emotionally and vocally affirmed that this child was his. This shed a good bit of light onto the connection the king had to Bellris, where it was previously obscured. It explained this battlefield and why so many of them followed the king. His energy, as father, encouraged others who had a desire to fight the emperor. Yes.... the zeal of ages unified many, and likely was the very basis of Phoebos. They followed a dark dragon, yes, but that initial leader was very charismatic. They were deemed worthy to follow.
Yet.... seeing the king kneel had thrown off the crystal dragon from what he had expected to say. He inclined his head to the king, accepting the voiceless acknowledgement. Nothing more needed to be said.
Feeling that he was no longer in danger of being struck in the face, Xerseis shed his scales and folded his arms. For the moment, he hadn't been dismissed, so like the thick and grizzled warrior that had been at the king's side, the lord merely waited and watched. Yes... he had brought the child back, but.... He felt that was secondary to the news he brought.
But, this wasn't the time to mention that. Parents were caught in quite a bit of surprised emotions and awe, and this was the closest he had ever seen to Hysteria behaving... well... motherly and ladylike. Similarly, he was hard-pressed to find any occasion when the king himself looked at the same time vulnerable and strong.
Strange. Was this the effect of fatherhood or just the sudden loss of an immediate target?
Leads me to a place so far
Deep down it lies my secret vision
I better keep it safe
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2017 7:49 pm
Hysteria Izadora BellrisHair Plait braidClothing: ArmorMood: Over Emotional Hysteria looked over at the King she had taken as lover more then once and moved her body slightly so he would be able to see their son, in the wake of the moment she had a fleeting thought that she didn't let him see his children enough, at least Kyran anyway... She doubted Salome would take kindly to being reminded of her Phobosian heritage and she truly didn't want to test the goddesses temperament with how she had treated the Ethen's not to long ago "Its not like I gave you any way to stop it" she whispered softly as she let her long slender fingers move gently over the bandages, moving them just enough so that she could really see that her sons ear had been cut off by that disgusting creature "Perhaps he should go to Phobos to heal" she added on an off note as she continued to move her fingers though her sons dark hair in a protective manner. Looking back up as the crystal dragon transformed into a man Hysteria's shoulders tightened slightly but she did not raise a hand against him, she had shown him a weakness but the look in her eyes as she narrowed them just slightly also showed that she would not allow him to ever attempt to exploit what he had just seen. It was almost as if the former Queen was a tightly woven basket of closely guarded secrets, after all it wasn't exactly like any of the rumors about her had ever been proven. A relic of a forgotten age she was some times called. The voice of the people of the republic she was now known as. The fact that she had never openly had to use her ability lead some within even her own country to think that what she could do might have something to do with the mind, which as she looked into the Crystal Dragon's eyes lead to her question that may have given stock to such rumors if not for the fact that anyone with any remote amount of intuition and knowledge would be able to tell "Is something else on the tip of your tongue that you wish to say?" she asked.
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2017 9:11 pm
Lah'ren Strongjaw The crystal dragon turned into his human form, he found that more interesting than the display his king and the strange woman who birthed his progeny were involved in. tho he did watch both.
the battlefield seemed to calm down. where did the crystal dragon come from Lah'ren wondered? could it have been from the other battlefield?
he stared at him with a bit of curiosity entering his mind. was this man strong? did he possess strength?
the Ren behind him began to twitch they where not used to seeing their leader so focused on other beings. last time they saw him look at people this way they were forced to learn letters.
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