[hr][hr][h2][b][i][color=Silver][center]Rathe Grey & [color=blue]Chiya![/color]
Location: Realm of Terreille, Hyall, The Queen's Domain[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h2]
[hr][hr][center][h3]Interacting With: [@BlackPanther][/h3][/center]
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Dujae nodded and then looked toward heketah who gave him a look that he knew all too well. There was a sigh before he looked back at Rathe. [color=gold]”I do believe you, and I wish to not offend, but the queen decrees no weapons of any sort.”[/color] He slowly held his hand out. [color=gold]”I can guarantee that your...walking stick will not be harmed. You have my word.”[/color] Which meant that it would not be harmed, he was not one to lie when it came to things like this. [color=gold]”And I also apologize for this. I personally do not which to do so, but I must”[/color]

Rathe looked to the man present in his path with his usual single toned face, but through the stoic gaze he knew what was being told to him. Part of him would not be passing by and that was against his morals and personal values. [color=silver]”I do believe your word, but I must insist. Not only is this a personal effect of mine, but it is a symbol of my office. The queen requested an audience with the Eternal Warden and his vigil is just so. If it would set your mind at ease I can hide the blade with a powerful illusion.”[/color] He added, looking for ground to stand on to get this part of his soul in with him.

Dujae tilted his head and studied the man in front of him. The guy was determined he would give him that much. [color=gold]”It would probably displease the queen to know that I allowed this, but that makes it all the more...fun on my end so if you illusion the blade then I would be more then happy to allow it through”[/color] His outstretched hand retreated into his pocket. 

Rathe nodded at the man’s words and his final relenting of the rules. True to his end of the bargain to reach up and passed a hand over Harbinger to shift and twist the air about it until suddenly the appearance of the Dragon’s Blade vanished in lieu of a knotted and carved piece of wood. Making it look like a very blunt and elegantly carved staff of wood. Like something someone of the clergy or a craftsman would carry. In truth it fixed his dilemma and appeared to appease the guard of the gate. Determined to still forge on his path he gestured for his men to continue on as he turned to the stranger and said, [color=silver]”Thank you for your concession. I will keep my word.”[/color] Giving him another nod of affirmation before making his own way inside with his delegation that now included a giant, 4 Guardsman, a wolf pup, and a beautiful woman. What a way to travel…

Dujae nodded and moved out of the way. Mentally he wondered how long they would last...would they be able to handle the pretty poison or would they succumb to it. He had no idea, and honestly, he did not want to be the one to cause any form of injury to well...anyone, but how was one supposed to help that when they are forced to do so. It was something that always bothered him...and with that he moved away, the chill in the air ever so cold.

As Rathe and his party moved in, Heketah moved to get Rathe to her and away from the group. She looked as expect of him as she did anyone else. She expected a bow and they typical treatment of a queen if not more. She always got what she wanted after all. Her hands became clasped in front of her as her sweet, but expectant smile graced her face. [color=magenta]”I am pleased to see you made it safely to my ball”[/color] It was said casually, but any doubt of her being the queen was wiped with that one simple statement.

Rathe’s delegation walked through the ornate halls of her majesty’s castle, being kind to make little impact given their current state and just who they were. After all the most powerful walk softly and keep close their mighty stick. Yet he wasn’t prone to spreading out and as his men did so he made sure to keep Chiya close. Despite him wanting to strut his stuff and wander about meeting new friends. Yet this was the viper’s den and that meant he was to keep his friends safe.

A stranger who called herself queen came up to him, giving her address and clearly looking for more, yet Rathe was left to have none. He came for one reason and currently he did not view the woman before him as royalty, just someone who had to answer for a crime. [color=silver]”Queen Heketah I presume.”[/color] He gave curtly, with a gentle head nod. keeping her in view the entire time. One could see it as a bow, but it wouldn’t be very deep or what she was used to. Then again where he was from you don’t bow, you salute. So the concept was even more foreign to him. [color=silver]”I am grateful for the hospitality, but we must talk about recent events. I have twelve bodies that you had an apparent hand.”[/color]

Chiya was a lot more aloof and probably gave the queen what she wanted. Skipping over to her and bowing low, sticking his hind high in the air in his best attempt at a bow. It was sloppy and silly, but he meant well. He was just a tad out of practice. [color=blue]”Hi! I’m Chiya! You must be the Queen! I wanted to meet you and I’m glad I could. When I heard about a castle and Queen I knew we were gonna leave the fort! I wanted to see all the new things and you too!”[/color] He started to ramble happily, jumping and baying at Heketah’s feet, all while Rathe maintained a deep and dark stare at her. Not sharing in Chiya’s excitement. [color=blue]”My big brother isn’t happy with you. But he’s really never happy… And besides! You’re a Queen! You couldn’t be that bad! But he still wants to talk about stuff!”[/color] He finished, sitting down beside Rathe, still wagging his tail happily.

Heketah gave a head nod in return to Rathe and then tilted her head causing the gold dipped unicorn horn earrings to dangle to the side. He was bold, but she was devious. A spider with her victims. She looked shocked, completely caught off guard even. [color=magenta]”twelve bodies? Oh my. I truly apologize for your loses I had no idea.”[/color] She then looked down at Chiya and gave a small smile. [color=magenta]”Hello Chiya.”[/color] She looked back at Rathe. [color=magenta]”The earth mourns for those that have been lost.”[/color] She paused head tilted downward before she looked back up at the man. [color=magenta]”This does put a damper on the things I wished to discuss with you...I wished to invite you into my court, but you are likely still mourning for those that have been lost”[/color] Oh she was ever good at her games.

Rathe studied the woman as she acted through her skit. Something flashed in her eye at first, but it faded when he told her of the bodies. She seemed to be in great remorse, but that didn’t mean she was any less guilty. Remorse was an affliction from guilt, and guilt was a sign of action. [color=silver]”The world shall mourn the loss of these brave and dedicated souls, but that does not leave them at rest. The ones who slew them have paid, but the one who sent them must answer for their actions. I hold no assumptions or hatred for anyone, including you my lady. Yet somebody in your court sent me a message that resulted in the death of twelve men. They must see the Warden’s Justice.”[/color] He stated, giving her title some rank, namely in an effort to gain her cooperation. Though he had the continued effort of her requesting he join her court. It was an honor to join a queen’s court and something more for her gain, yet he couldn’t join what was currently a den of vipers. [color=silver]”You give me a great honor, but you are correct. I must mourn my men and I cannot at this time join your court. Not until I find who is responsible for these deaths.”[/color] He finished, hoping to get some sort of light from her if he gave a way for her to help him. Yet still it was a gamble and one he didn’t like to do. All this court crap was testing his patience.

Heketah merely nodded and mentally made her move. Oh she knew what she was doing, after all, she would not be who she was if she did not twist things in her favor. [color=magenta]”I understand fully and I assure whomever used my name to murder will be brought down. I do not tolerate imposters”[/color] Of course, there was no imposter...she simply saw a way to gain his favor. [color=magenta]”I will make sure they will harm no one else with their twisted ways”[/color] She sounded sincere, mournful, even a bit horrified from the whole thing...almost like she had done this before. She straightened and looked at Rathe with saddened determination. [color=magenta]”Now, I hope that you may still enjoy the ball. After all, I would hate for you to have come all this way and not enjoy some festivities”[/color]

Rathe looked at the small woman with continued stoicism, not giving her even the slightest look into his mind, yet that wasn’t out of anything more than habit. [color=silver]”I wish to see this guilty party before me. they must answer for their crimes as I have tolled them. That will bring me peace my Lady.”[/color] He stated clearly, finally giving her a title that she had most likely been looking for all this time. Regardless he held his stance and finished by saying, [color=silver]”I shall endure and remain as I always have. Though I must see justice before my mind will be at rest.”[/color]