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[Color=8F295A]Time:[/color] Afternoon
[Color=8F295A]Location:[/color] Dragon Spine Mountains--->Azmor Galus--->River Port
[Color=8F295A]Interaction:[/color] N/A
[Color=8F295A]Outfit:[/color] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/11/f7/d1/11f7d1bfd472957dfe43d67a312731ff.jpg]Dress[/url] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6f/6a/3e/6f6a3e3c3300c131d973881e0658fb91.jpg]Cloak[/url]
[Color=8F295A]Mood:[/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZAZsDpWYWY&list=PLHWkDfTe1m8b3EcKr4DmDmd7R0V3skQYl]”Messed with the wrong chick and payback is a bitch…”[/url]


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[i]Two weeks ago…[/i]

Up in the Dragon Spine Mountains there was a brief flash of white light erupting from one of the various caves. Inside said liar there was a swirl of magic as from a crystal the form of a dark elven woman appeared. She let out a gasp as the magic dissipated and she dropped to the floor, landing amongst jewels and other treasures. She lay there for a long moment as she tried to register everything that just happened. She remembered when she fought with Aklenroth and he won out, trapping her within a crystal. After that she remembers just being in darkness which would have been enough to eventually drive her mad, but she came to realize she was almost in a dream state. In time she’d figured out how to control things around her within her mind and kept herself busy. She practiced her magic in order to keep her skill up in case she ever escaped and it seemed like today was that day. She almost didn't believe this was real at first, but she slowly registered pain as she was laying on something uncomfortable. Slowly she got up off of the jewel that was digging into her back and began to take in her surroundings. She gasped again, this time startled as she quickly backed away. There in front of her was a dragon skeleton. She waited briefly for it to move, assuming it was some undead monster of Aklenroth's he'd set therf to watch her, but after a long moment of waiting it didn't move. She let out the breath she'd been holding as she realized it merely was a long dead dragon.

After another moment she decided to move towards the mouth of the cave to see if she could figure out where she was. It was dark out and judging by the sky she’d guess it was still early in the night. Some more glancing around and she finally decided that she was in the Dragon Spine Mountains, a place not favorable to be if you were alone. [color=8f295a]”Now how to get out of here...”[/color] She thought out loud as she considered her options. After a moment she turned back to look at the dragon skeleton and began to smile. [color=8f295a]”That’ll do.”[/color] She said as she gathered some of the jewels and a cloak that was within the cave before conjuring her magic and knitting the dragon skeleton together. Before long she was riding the skeletal dragon down to the base of the mountains.

It took her until near sunrise to get somewhere she felt relatively safe before she let the magic drop on the skeleton, the bones collapsing to the ground. After not having used her magic in quite some time she was surprised when she felt a little winded. She’d have to get some more practice in with her magic and build up her strength with it once more. While she could have ridden the dragon skeleton all the way to Azmor Galus, she didn’t quite want to make herself known yet. She was unsure how long she’d been gone for and there was a lot she needed to figure out first.

By the next evening she’d managed to make her way to Azmor Galus and was standing outside a house she was unsure of whether or not the man she once knew still lived there. For all she knew he could be long dead, but she needed to start somewhere. She knocked on the door and waited patiently, the hood of her cloak drawn up over her. Finally a [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/83/d6/14/83d6141aaff68a950c390a2f5d92be48.jpg]large man[/url] opened the door, looking at her with confusion. [color=298F5E]”May I help you?”[/color] His tone wasn’t the kindest, but his eyes widened in shock as the woman standing at his door pulled her hood down. [color=298F5E]”Siraye?!”[/color]

[color=8f295a]”Hi Odarii.”[/color]


[i]Night of the Roshmi Ball…[/i]

While Risa Millinia planned for her speech to rouse the rebels to action, there was another speech being planned farther up north. Siraye, with the help of Odarii, had gathered a small group of dark elves who had pledged their loyalty to her. Odarii was a high ranking general within Aklenroth’s army and one of Siraye’s oldest friends. The two had grown up together and when she’d disappeared and Aklenroth had claimed her to be killed by the other races, Odarii had sworn to get revenge. Thus the dark elf swiftly rose through the ranks. He was shocked when Siraye showed up at his door two weeks ago and when she explained what had happened he was infuriated. How could he not have realized that Aklenroth was lying to him, to all of them? It was easy for him to convince those under his command to follow him and pledge allegiance to Siraye as they were incredibly loyal to him and in turn now to Siraye.

They worked on spreading the word that there was something important people needed to hear. Some they told it would be a message straight from Halastra herself. Now Siraye awaited the signal that she was to emerge before the crowd and speak. She was dressed in a fine dress that exposed her tattoos and her hair was done up in a regal manner. She took a breath and said a little prayer, asking for Halastra’s help and guidance on what to say. Finally she was beckoned out in front of the crowd. Some gasped at her appearance and there were many whispers, but Siraye held her head up high. She kept a calm appearance about her as she began to speak.

[color=8f295a]”Some of you may know me, some of you may have only heard my name and of my deeds, and some of you may know nothing about me, but I suppose an introduction is due no matter the circumstance.”[/color] She paused to take a short breath and keep herself calm as she continued. [color=8f295a]”I am Princess Siraye Vastai, only daughter of Queen Atriss Vastai and the true heir to the throne. I, in all technicality, am your queen.”[/color] She paused once more as she watched people’s reactions, some staring at her in awe while others seemed ready to protest. Before anything could happen, though, she continued. [color=8f205a]”However I don’t believe it to be right for me to march in here and just claim to be your queen, to take over. No, that’s not how a good queen should start her reign. Instead I wish to prove to you that I am worthy to be your queen, to gain your trust and your loyalty if you’ll allow me.”[/color] Those who’d seemed ready to burst out in protest seemed to calm down some, so far so good.

[color=8f295a]”So why am I here speaking to you now and revealing myself, you might wonder? I merely wish to tell you the truth and explain what happened to me all those years ago. Shed some light onto who Aklenroth truly is. He told you I was killed by the other races, made me a martyr to fuel your hate and become his army, but obviously that was a lie. I had seen the dangerous path we were heading down and Halastra wept for what she saw in our future so I confronted Aklenroth. He was not pleased and so he trapped me in a crystal, he stole me away from you in order to manipulate you to do his bidding. He doesn’t care for you or your well being. What has he truly given you? Food and clothing? While those things are essential, yes, how tiny of a payment is that for sending our children, our loved ones to war? Stealing our children away from us to train to be killers. If he cared then why hasn’t he given us land that is more hospitable? Why are we still banished to these islands? Is he not the ruler of all of Avalia? Could he truly not find a better place for us to live?”[/color] She let her words sink in for a long while, watching the faces of her people. To some it seemed they never really thought of this.

[color=8f295a]”There is a rebel movement happening in the south, from what I hear, and I plan on joining them. I plan on finding our people a place in this world, no longer banished and accepted by the other races. I wish for peace among everyone, to no longer see immense death everywhere. If you feel the need to inform Aklenroth of this then so be it. I knew that may be a possibility and I’ll accept that consequence, but all I ask of you is to think about the things I’ve spoken of today. To know that my whole goal in life is to help provide my people with the best life possible. If you can find it in your hearts then please consider joining me in this fight. Don’t let Aklenroth manipulate us anymore!”[/color] She left it at that, turning to leave as an uproar happened behind her of people cheering. She could only hope that her words would move them to action.


[i]Present day…[/i]

Siraye and Odarii sat on the amora quietly discussing things while patiently waiting to get to River Port. The amora had made a brief stop in the River Fairy Kingdom, picking up a few more passengers before continuing on to the port. If Siraye had been paying closer attention then perhaps she would have noticed the pink haired fairy and her fox demi-human companion board, but she was too focused on thinking through her plans. [color=8f295a]”And you’re positive it’s this port that Khino told us to go to?”[/color] She whispered to Odarii for the fifth time.

Khino was one of the dark elven guards that was at the ball that night and also under Odarii’s command. After everything had happened Khino had overheard one of the humans urging the crowd to follow her to the port. After a bit more digging he’d narrowed it down to River Port and got in contact with Odarii as soon as he could without drawing too much attention. [color=298f5e]”Yes, your majesty. Khino is very good at what he does in gathering info. Even if it’s not right, we’ll find a way to connect with them. Just have faith.”[/color] He reassured her once more with a small sigh, but giving her a smile.

[color=8f295a]”Please Odarii, you can call me by my name. You’re my oldest friend, I’d almost prefer it.”[/color] She reminded him once more, but had a feeling it would be a constant thing between them. [color=8f295a]”When we do get there how are we supposed to find them? I’m sure they aren’t going to be blatantly advertising.”[/color] This was something she’d been thinking about, but hadn’t voiced until now.

[color=298f5e]”We’ll figure it out, I promise. Let’s just focus on finding a place to stay first, okay?”[/color] Odarii laughed at his lady’s concern of absolutely everything, but he also understood it. Siraye sighed, but gave him a smile and a nod. She had to trust that things would work out.

Finally the amora landed in River Port and the pair made their way off it and into the small town. Odarii took a moment to ask someone directions to the inn and Siraye made sure the hood of her cape was up and that it would be hard to get a good look at her before glancing around at the buildings. Eventually they were walking down the street and heading towards the Inn by the Sea where they would find themselves a room. Many seemed to avoid the pair as Odarii was a rather tall and intimidating looking man. It also didn’t help that he carried a rather large sword on his back and definitely looked like he knew how to wield it.

As they got closer to the inn, a great dane ran up to them and gave Siraye a piece of paper. [color=8f295a]”Oh well thank you.”[/color] She said as she worked past her moment of confusion before glancing at the paper. ‘Meeting Hall tomorrow at 2’ is what the paper said and Siraye glanced over at Odarii as she allowed him to read the vague message. [color=8f295a]”Maybe they will be advertising then.”[/color] She said with a small shrug and laughed a little before continuing on to the inn.