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 Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2019 7:36 pm
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Solaris landed outside of the abandoned structure, stumbling to get her feet under her as she was still sore from her last encounter. Jin had not returned from his mission just yet and it somewhat startled her. Fill had returned in no time at all of course. But that wasn't surprising. Solaris attempted to hide her limp as she walked through the halls. She wore her typical war attire as she always did. But her armor was chipped and her cape was torn. She had little scrapes and bruises littering her body, it was evident she had been in some sort of skirmish. Eventually, she arrive at the "meeting room".
Once she entered, she could feel the tension in the room. Solaris understood that once Fillavandrel caught up with them, the tension would rise even higher. There was no avoiding this meeting. Solaris didn't truly acknowledge Abra and Abba until she sat in her respective throne. Taking a moment, she sat down, understanding that when she planted herself intp te stone, she would be forced to face rhem.
"Gentlemen~."
She cooed, smiling warmly at the two. She knew exactly what this was about, and she was going to try and hide it.
"Once Fill gets here we can start."
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2019 8:19 pm
 Fillavandrel
Only recently informed of the meeting with the elven monarchs, Fillavandrel made it his priority for the day to stop either side of the war from doing anything stupid. As far as he was concerned, war had started. The elves would surely seek reparations for the damages caused by the demon general. It would be his goal to see they leave with nothing, and their tails between their legs, though he had no intention of fighting them on the spot. It was only an advantage to the general to have their armies with them, more weaklings to prey on. He was growing rather tired of having to fly such great distances, first to the elven lands and back, now to Neutrum Pax and back.
His descent was quick and painless, touching the stone floors of the Pax he began to make steps towards the center where he would inevitably find the other royalty. The footfall of his boots would resonate menacingly throughout the space to signal his arrival. His attire normal, though he respected the king and queen of the elves, he dressed up for very few occasions. Entering the wide clearing where the four thrones dedicated to the different races sat, only two of which were occupied. "It's always such a shame to see the other thrones left unoccupied, it always makes this space seem so empty." He demon chimed in on the silence left behind by his queen's words, as he briefly looked over the other thrones. He was taken aback for a moment as he saw a shadow shift from behind the human throne, the most decrepit throne in the room with the absence of a true human ruler worthy of the other races attention. With a swift movement, Fill appeared behind the human throne, looking it up and down, side to side to see if he could find a source of the shadow. But with nothing in sight he pushed on to more pressing matters.
Approaching the demon throne, Fill took his place aside his queen's throne, he bowed as he approached. "Your highness, it is good to see you have returned from your training with only minor bruises." He said, then raised his head to nod and turn to face the elven royalty. "Lady Abra, High Mother, and queen of Iilhi'. Lord Abba, All Father, and king of Iilhi', you grace and humble me with your presence. Whatever may we do for you?" The demon said, hands rested at his sides, his voice soft as ever yet forceful enough to reach across the room with grace.
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LordJaxTheSadistic Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2019 8:28 pm
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 Main Theme╔════════════════════════════╗ The two Elven monarchs patiently awaited for the demon queen and her general to show. First Solaris showed up. Clearing stating things will begin once her general arrives. The two Elven monarchs stayed silent until the general appeared. The the fabled demon general appeared. All Father Abba, typically the bubbling goofball of a monarch was furious. An aura of rage and pouring off of his body. "What is the meaning of this? Do not patronize us, General" All Father Abba snipped slamming his fist down on the arm of his and his beloved's throne. The arm of the throne he collided his fist into crackled. Threatening to break if he were to strike it once again. "One of our villages. One of our major agricultural villages, you so mercilessly massacred" All Father Abba sneered to the two leaders of the demon kingdom. "We handled our son accordingly. Based on his actions within your kingdom. Yet you still attacked our kingdom. Our people" All Father Abba said sneering to Solaris and Fillavandrel. High Mother Abra was still silent. Sparkling and crystal like tears slowly trickling down his face. His face still looking away from Solaris and her general. The High Mother's profile of their face was only apparent to them. But their tears were clear as day. "Based on our terms of the treaty, your retaliation was uncalled for! EXPLAIN!" All Father snipped. This time his voice created the perfect lion's roar he was fabled to have. ════════════════════════════╝ High Mother(Final Battle)
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2019 6:25 pm
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Solaris rolled her eyes at Fill's comments.
"This is hardly the time to catch up, General. Best behavior for the Mother and Father.~"
She cooed, taking the heat from the clearly disturbed elves. She listened to the anger that radiated off of Abba's voice. She watched the tears fall from Abra's eyes. Simply.. Beautiful. As a monarch, it is expected that you uphold yourself to the standard that your power and disposition demands of you. Showing weakness meant potentially showing lack of leadership within your kingdom. It wasn't often that the gentle lion himself would bare his teeth against any of the monarchs. Let alone the Great Dragons themselves.
"..."
An explanation was demanded of her. She peered up to her general, then back down the monarchs. More specifically Abra. Solaris crossed one leg over the other, allowing one arm to rest on the arm of her throne, and placing her face against the gentle fist of her opposite arm to act as support, resting her head. The Queen of the Damned smirked.
"You cry over an action that has been brought against your people only once but has been brought against my people for hundreds if not thousands of years simply for existing? And you expect me to feel sorry? You must be joking Abra."
She ignored the roaring lion, her focus was on the man whom she squabbled with time and time again.
"I beg to differ. You merely punished him for invading my territory. But you did not give him proper punishment for.. Killing my men, disrupting the peace in my castle, as well as attacking a fellow monarch unprovoked."
Her majesty leaned back into her throne.
"So, your highness, I beg to differ. I see this as an equal retaliation for your son's stupid crimes.. Please realize that if he was not the prince of your people, he would have been executed. So think of that village as an exchange for keeping your son alive and happy.."
Solaris paused.
"Though I won't lie. Had it been Princess Hana I probably wouldn't have cared."
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2019 9:46 pm
Fillavandrel
The scene, to an outsider, would seem tense. Four nuclear warheads gathered in one room to negotiate which ones would be defused, or set off. It was clear the elven monarchs were distraught over the destruction of their precious farming villages. As the Lion roared at him for his patronizing tone, the butcher nodded and nodded his head. "Forgive me, All Father, that was not my intent." He practically slithered through his neutral tone, though he hardly displayed much emotion it was not hard to tell that he felt joy doing what he did. As the all father slammed his fist against the arm of his chair, Fill merely watched with mixed joy, he'd certainly done good damage. He waited his turn, as was appropriate of his place, allowing the elves to speak, and then his queen. One side angry at the actions of the general, and the other defending it. Both sides trying to walk out of the stone throne room with some means to further their ends, elves doing so with tears and fear tactics. But it's hard to frighten a demon, impossible to frighten the demons even the demons feared.
"If I may add, my lady." Fillavandrel raised a hand with graceful precision into the air to gather attention as his queen loosed her last words. Raising his chin to look down upon the elves, he drew from his vest a sizable scroll and held it open. Brazenly printed at the top was the current script of the treaty between Elves and Demons. "Our retaliation was indeed uncalled for on the basis of our treaty... But I need not remind you, attacking us outright breached this treaty. Meaning the words on this strip of parchment are as worthless as your idle attempts to intimidate us, or guilt us into doing what your child had started." As he spoke, he released the parchment from his hand and as it escaped his grasp it lit a flame; reduced to ash before touching the stony silence. "And while I must say, High Mother, a tear drop from your eye might sink the heart of a commoner, I am not so easily swayed. " He said, clearing his throat before glancing back at his queen and taking a few steps down from the throne to approach the elven monarchs, but getting no closer than the center of the room.
"Your men would probably be alive, or well, had a better chance, if you'd not been so arrogant. But instead you attempt to push a blatant act of war under the rugs of your decadent Iilhi' castle, leaving the common man blind to the fact that you and your ilk are unworthy of the titles you bear. Unable to even keep tabs on your own son. What else has he been doing behind your backs? I do wonder." He stated boldly and neutrally, though hard it was. Tapping a finger to his chin for a moment, his eyes met the cold roof. He despised elves. "Now cut the act, you're mad, you're sad, and you're leaving here exactly the same, but defeated atop it all...
You'll get nothing from Vosian.
He said, then turned to face his queen. His back turned to the elves, he did not leave himself unprepared in case the emotional duo went on the attack, his arms poised at his sides ready to counter any blow that may come. Approaching his queen, at the bottom of the steps he bowed once more. "That is, if it should please your grace." He remained bowed to his queen until she had spoken her fill, he'd said many bold words in the place of the Vosian people. And it was her place to have the final say in it all.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2019 7:41 pm
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Main Theme╔════════════════════════════╗ Words have been exchanged. Emotions were strong and tension was high. So this would be the outcome. The elven monarchs watched the demon general as he spoke ever so poetically and passionately. The outcome could no longer be denied. It could no longer be ignored just for simple vanity in the name of peace. Here and now? Peace was not an option. Peace truly never was an option. All Father Abba lifted his hand. Using his finger to wipe away his beloved High Mother's tears. Leaving a simple kiss to the High Mother's cheek. "My tears are not for you, General" High Mother Abra finally decided to speak. The High Mother's voice was shaky. As it was shaky their voice was beautiful. As if an angel was nearly in a silent weep. "These tears..are to honor any and all who fall....on both sides of this rivalry" High Mother Abra said slowly turning their head to face Fil and Solaris. "We all have loved ones. Family. Lovers. Friends. For it is a shame that yet again...these lands will be wrought with blood and sacrifice" High Mother Abra said blinking one last time. In that moment in blinking, two more tears welled from his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. All Father Abba leaned slightly forward. His chin resting on the High Mother's shoulder. The two elven monarchs were looking to the two demon rulers. It was clear. If they weren't going to speak the outcome. Then they would. After all this is what they wanted. They wanted to blame the elves. "It is clear you never truly wished to gain knowledge on how we handled our own Elven affairs" All Father Abba began to speak. His voice heavy and laced with a hunger for battle. You wish to place the blame on someone else...then so be it. It is clear to us on where this all stands" High Mother Abra spoke in their shaky yet regal voice. The two rulers eyes scanned the table that sat in the middle of the thrones. On each side in a circle stood a copy of each monarchs signed treaty. The two elven monarchs looked to Solaris and her general. "We're now at war" The two elven monarchs said at the same time. In that moment the air of Neutram Pax grew extremely still. So still it caused the elven rulers to look around as if the still presence was an unnerving disturbance. The air grew heavy and the earth had smooth yet random tremor. The treaties that sat in a circle around the table covered in flame. Turning into ash. A gentle breeze gusted the ash piles away. "My beloved, what omen riddles this holy ground?" All Father Abba asked looking around and glaring to the demon rulers. Before Abra could speak, The domed skylight shined which was followed by a ear shattering screech. As if a siren and a banshee were both wailing. All Father Abba covered the high mother's ears and stood up with the High Mother in his arms. Ready to protect his beloved. The very stone table that sat in the middle cracked in half. Once the unnatural events finished, Abba looked back up. "The Old Magick....it's left this place" High Mother Abra said looking back up. Being sat down, High Mother Abra walked forward. Placing his hand on the cracked table. Sensing, feeling and reading the energy. "Nature has deemed it so. We are at war" High Mother Abra said simply. All Father Abba grabbed High Mother Abra's hand. Pulling the High Mother away from the table. "Take to your people. Ready them. For the Elven kingdom you have known? Is not what you think" All Father Abba said lifing the high mother to sit on his shoulder. Elegantly and beautifully swaying their hand; High Mother Abra coated the two in magic. "For you have the war you ever so wanted, demons" All Father Abba's voice echoed as he and his beloved high mother started to levitate into the air. The two turned into orbs of light. The two orbs shooting into the sky taking their leave. But the two orbs took two separate paths. One shooting in the direction of the elven kingdom. As the other orb shot in the direction of the demon kingdom. This was war. ════════════════════════════╝ High Mother(Final Battle)
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LordJaxTheSadistic Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2019 11:21 pm
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"Interesting."
Solaris spoke under her breath, she saw that one of the two had darted back into the direction of Vosian. For what purpose? And which one for that matter? In addition to that, the phenomena that occurred not moments before was also just as strange. She could only chalk it up to the sanctity of the area being destroyed from the call of war once again.
"Wonderful. General, I'm heading back to the castle, gather all reserved men residing in the kingdom and make sure we start drafting eligible demons at once. Anyone that can fight, needs to. No questions asked."
Solaris barked at her subordinate. The time for war is now. Peace is no longer and option. Solaris stood up from her throne. Her eyes still locked onto the sky. Why would one of them head towards Vosian, she wondered. Solaris could only assume they might attempt an attack on a village of sorts. Unfortunately, Solaris didn't really care too much. There weren't many villages that were made of non-hostiles. The queen began to head out, her hair gracefully following behind her as she turned to walk away.
[EXIT]
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