[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=pink]Cuyler Eysteinsson[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=pink]Location:[/color] Great Hall -- Asgard
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He stood when Myth and Bruce walked in. It was a Midgard tradition to do so but still he did it. He winked at Myth when she waved at him and he sat back down, listening to the opening ceremonies. It was rather different then the wedding ceremonies back home, as they never had an actual guard officiating but here the Goddess of Love was. Cuyler chuckled at his mother’s claim over a goat who was now her pet. He never knew that was the real reason for the sacrificing of goats. Cuyler wondered how many more traditions had changed meaning throughout the years. 
Cuyler leaned back in his seat, watching the exchange of swords and Myth’s last minute vows to her betrothed. It really was a shotgun wedding but it had all the right things. It was just as good of a ceremony as any other would be. Cuyler felt privileged to be there. 

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#006400]Amarantha[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=#006400]Location:[/color] The Palace Barracks
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Amarantha smiled in amusement at Apollo’s explanation of her mother and how she would basically show up when she was good and ready. So, as of now, they were still on their own for fending off Fleur. She could care less about the [b]ExtraOrdinary[/b] Wizard and her daughter's cry for help now. She needed to figure a way to stop Fleur and without Arya, the task was daunting. Amarantha really didn’t want to do it but she was thinking of reaching out to the Eastern Snowplains. They had unparalleled [b]Magyk[/b] there and they could use all the help they could get. Even from enemies.
Amarantha twirled her hair, growing bored with the storytelling now that her Kingdom was in even more peril until something Apollo said peaked her interest. Perhaps she needed to keep Apollo happy after all. This one may still be able to help if she received her help in return. 
So Arya would come back but not knowing anything. She would be a new person, different. Dangerous potentially. Especially if the wrong person got her hands on her. They needed to get to her first. 
[color=#006400]”This can not bode well. For Ayra to not remember who she was here, with the power she holds. Depending on when she comes back could spell disaster if she looks to the wrong people. How are we supposed to help you with what you ask? We are in the middle of an upcoming war, excuse me if we can't not promptly assist you.”[/color] Nothing about Amarantha's statement was polite or sympathetic. 

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#1E90FF]Ahote Proudstar[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=#1E90FF]Location: The Palace -- Dining Hall[/color]
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Yes, tragedy had just struck many of the people here in the Castle with the death of their [b]ExtraOrdinary[/b] Wizard but Ahote felt that they would want to help still. There was also the thought on the back of his mind that they didn’t much have a choice but it was not Ahote’s place and so he remained silent. 
Red King. What a peculiar statement. Ahote couldn’t help but think of Prince Myrus though. His power had a red colouring and his father gifted him with this ring. Surely he knew something. The hellfire though. Ahote had never heard of such a thing. Was it a literal fire? Was it ethereal? These texts they spoke of had to have some information in them, surely. They had to narrow down their search first though.
[color=#1E90FF]”How much of your family history do you know? Was there much [b]Magyk[/b] in it?”[/color]