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 Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 7:19 pm
Welcome to the Qu'ellar Hlairyn
Fourth House of the Au Shinduago Take a look at what the Qu'ellar Hlairyn fortress looks like.  After years of struggle since the fall of their original clan which was close to the surface. The Hlairyn, who through only their numbers and skill managed to defeat slaveries, get passage to the city of Au'Shinduago, hiding among a clan of Lolthites, and keeping their true power hidden. After all this their clan, now strong with both the support of their god and of the oppressed people of the Orlyunden have risen to their former glory. We accept all type of elven people and are do not care which gender you are. So join us as we seek to build upon our growing success. Worship: Vhaeraun Main dealing: Theft, Sight readings, minor trade, forging. Exports: Slaves (criminals, murders, etc. Not thieves), magical weapons,and magical items. If you wish to join Qu'ellar Hlairyn (house of the Seers of History). Then pm me.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 7:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 7:27 pm
House Rank
Matron: Nariel Hlairyn
Heir (Male or Female): *Open*
Other positions in House are open.
Head of military: Chaldor Hlairyn
Leader of Thieves:*open*
Head Priest of Vhaeraun:*open*
Mistress of Seers:*open*
Master of Illusionists:*open*
Lead Forger: *open*
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 7:31 pm
Nariel pushed open the door to her living quarters. To an outsider, they would be shocked to see the fine carvings and intricate details that shown through on all the walls and furniture. It was a simple elegance far out shown the disgusting dump the guild leader called a Matron's room. The reason for this difference lied in the power shift that was occurring in the guild itself. Since being named the temporary heir, Nariel had taken every advantage that was given. Befriending the human and dwarves slaves, she had spies and worker willing to serve in exchange for security and safety from harsh masters. As the guild leader became more obsessed with obtaining power, she had strengthened her ties to the lower fighters. Finding all the gems in the dirt of the squads and arms and convincing them that they should join her.
As she settled into the chair behind her desk in her study, a young female human slave shuffled hesitantly into the room. Looking up, she noted the girl and raised an eyebrow. Slaves were so useful, they were ignored and unnoticed, could go almost anywhere, and no one thought they were smart enough for anything outside of orders, all of which is what Nariel need for her plan to work. "Well that was fast, Coni. I didn't think to see you report in till tomorrow at the earliest." She said to the girl.
The slave girl, Coni looked down. "M'lady, its important. While you were gone, the Captain of the guard spoke...unwisely to the Matron. She screamed at him to..."Be gone to the abyss"...? and then declared that she was disbanding her personal guard because they couldn't be trust." As the girl spoke the last words, Nariel simply sat in awe of the shrew-like leaders stupidity.
"Amazing..." She whispered and then went silent.
Coni looked worriedly at the Nariel and then said, "It was a stupid move, wasn't M'lady. She might as well hang a target sign on her self, right?" That comment snapped Nariel back to the present, "Yes it was stupid, but lets not mock a move that helps us all. Find the Former Captain and..." She paused closing her eyes. For a moment she was silent, Seeing things beyond. "And the Captain of the foot soldiers, he's getting edgy and that could blow things up. So just slip something special to him. Oh and tell the vice-captain of the foot soldiers to expect a change." Coni looked shocked,"But M'lady...the Captain of the foot soldiers...Are you sure?"
Nariel narrowed her eyes at the human, "Are you questioning me?" Her voice low, her gaze piercing. Coni quickly remembered the last slave who questioned Lady Nariel, she was a slave to the fantasy that she could see and voice that only she could hear. "No...I'm going M'lady! My the gods look over." The slave girl departed quickly. Sighing, Nariel began to think through all she knew on the information she had on the local Qu'ellar and how they might react to a sudden shift in a large guild like this.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 8:28 pm
Using her house symbol like her matron informed her the guard captain of the diplomatic envoy from Qu'ellar Aleanrae turns herself into a half-shadow dragon well before the procession made it to Qu'ellar Orlyunden.
Arriving at the houses gates , the envoy captain announces themselves to the guards saying "Diplomatic envoy from Qu'ellar Aleanrae hear to disscuss matters mutualy bennificial to both our prestigious houses." The twenty member procession standing behind her in there deep crimson almost black armor acting as escort, stand silently waiting, showing no emotion as they wait for a response.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 8:40 pm
{NPC guard} The two guards on watch at the gate, were shocked. They were unsure of what to do. The third was smarter stating in a stern voice she direct a near by slave. "Quickly make haste to Lady Nariel's room. Tell her there are people from the House of Aleanrae, who wish to become allys with us. Quickly!!"
As the slave scurried away, the guard turned to the Aleanrae guards, they were impressive and clearly of a high skill set. Despite this the guard said clearly, "We have heard and relied your proposal to our lady. In the meantime, you are allowed into the Greeting Hall, but no further."
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 8:58 pm
Nariel was preparing for a visit to her good friend the Vice-captain of the foot soliders when a knock broke the silence.
"Will you go see to that, Ry? "She asked the slave girl who had finished her hair.
Nodding she quickly out of the room into the main room, no soon was she gone that she returned eyes wide. "M'lady the Matron of the Qu'ellar Alearae seek to talk you."
Nariel was jolted enough to drop the jewel choker she had in her hands. Ringing her hands she thought quickly, "Go to my cousin. Tell her to distract the Ilharess as long as she can. Then go to my personal guards inform them to set up in the Throne room...yes the throne room. Oh.." She raised a hand to stop her slave. "And have someone find my singer. She will play for us as we talk. Now Hurry!!!"
Walking quickly out of the her personal rooms, she noted the messenger slave boy and told him, "Tell the guards to lead the Diplomatic envoy, to the Throne room. And quickly. We can't show laziness."
After she had gather her wits and set herself, Nariel exited her room. Set for the throne room.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 9:10 pm
The captain of the procession nods her concent to the guard, before proceeding to the greating hall, once arriving in the greeting hall she puts them at ease for the time being as they wait.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 9:16 pm
The slave messenger ran up to the third guard who had also walked into the Great Hall. After the words past between them, the third guard walked as calmly as she come to the Captain. Taking a steading breath, she stated "I have been informed to lead you to the Throne room. Please follow me if you are ready?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 9:34 pm
"We are ready" the captain replies turning she barks an order to her bodyguard snapping them to attention then the procession proceeds to follow the Orlyunden house guard.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 9:46 pm
Nariel paced in front of the throne. She wanted to sit in when the envoy came in, but it wasn't her's. Not yet anyway. Closing her eyes, she tried to see where this meeting might take her.
A few minutes later she heard the door creak open. She quickly snapped herself out of the trance like state and turned to face the door.
The house guard ahead of them bowed to Nariel, "M'lady, I present the envoy from the Qu'ellar Aleanrae." With a salute she indicated for the procession to continue forward. Once they were through the door, the guard closed it.
The Throne room wasn't amazing, but the wide room had guards posted along walls to either side of the door. With their leader by the throne off the the side of Nariel and on a set of pillows to the other side was an entertainer who played and hummed a soothing tone the minute the doors closed.
"Welcome to the house of Orlyunden. I'm am the first daughter Nariel. I'm afraid that our Matron is busy elsewhere in fortress and can not be present. She sends her deepest regrets and hope that it won't harm our possible alliance." Nariel stated calmly using her voice to sooth and present a being of control and ease.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 10:26 pm
As the procession enters the room the bodyguard forms in a reverse v formation and in unison drop to one knee in respect to the first daughter of the house there armor gleaming in the light of the faerie fire. The gaurd captain stepping forward a bit ahead of them wrapping her wings arround herself like a cloak salutes respectfuly stating, "Tis a pleasure your hospitality is most gracious, I am lady Glissa captain of Matron Aleanrae's elite guard, acting envoy in her stead. I assure you my matron understands the pressures of mannaging house affairs, and will not be upset for us not talking our dealings to the matron herself, tis just as much an honor to talk to a first daughter as it is a matron." finishing her statement with a bow.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 10:34 pm
Nariel gave an understanding nod. "Excellent, excellent. I'm happy to hear that it will not stale our talks. Now, I have been told that you are looking for a alliance with us. We will gladly accept this offer, but it does not elude me that we step into an offer with all the details explained. Would you care to elaborate on what will be expected of us if we agree."
Nariel was calm and even, with a hint of inquisitiveness. This was important because if they asked for something that only the Orlyunden could do, which wasn't much. Nariel would have to slow her plans down in till her people had learned the trade well enough. And that was time she didn't want.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 11:25 pm
Noding Glissa gets strait to the point saying "As I'm sure your aware this city is in a fair state of lawlessness it is my matron's intent to see that this lawlessness is put in order. Dont get us wrong theives and assassins have there place and there uses....when controled, not left to the anarchy that is this city. I'm sure you see the values of their uses. We offer an alliance of military support, if you need it we will send it, and we expect the same. Also as i'm sure you are aware our house sits on the trade lane, thereby we control a good deal of trade entering and leaving the city we also offer a constant low price on goods entering and leaving the city to those willing to be a supporting ally. All this we offer in exchange for your unwavering support. As a gesture of good faith we offer a full shipment of our finest dark elven mushroom wine."
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 10:42 am
A tempting offer with few strings and added benefits, but...No, a new name doesn't mean a new deal simple a change. I can manage that. Nariel thought as she considered the offer. Though I wish I could do a full reading on this alliance. See where it will take us, but I can't now. Later.
Finally she said, "We agree with the conditions and are willing to form an alliance."
She snapped her fingers and wait as the slave scribe came forward with parchment and writing tools. Quickly he wrote down all his mistress told him.
A Contract of Alliance:
We, the House of Hlairyn and the House of Orlyunden, agree to the following term. We pledge our allegiance and power in arms to the House of Alearae. We will honor all the agreements and aid this house in any endeavor that they might have by any means we have at hands.
X Nariel Hlairyn
X Ranriia Orlyunden
The slave scribe then went over to the envoy Captain to present the parchment with a humble bow. "Hope that this will satisfy you." Nariel said as she glanced at the entertainer to lower the musics volume.
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