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Avalia

Golden Death

Baraian Paladice ⋆ 156 ⋆ Male ⋆ Dark Elf

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Appearance

Height:
178cm

Weight:
68kg

Hair Color:
White

Eye Color:
Red

Skin Tone:
Ash

Brief Clothes Description:
White clothing overall, including hood and coat. His attire is generally adorned with gold, often in the form of a golden skull. He also carries a hilted dagger and plenty of throwing daggers with him, sometimes also a sling with bullets.

Serious ⋆ Careful ⋆ Headstrong ⋆ Hateful

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Psychology

Likes:
⋆ Causing mass destruction
⋆ Laying ambushes
⋆ Winning fights

Dislikes:
⋆ Counterespionage
⋆ Sadism
⋆ People who don't think for themselves

Fears:
⋆ Aklenroth, the king of the realm.
⋆ Terneus, the governor of the light elves.
⋆ Soruklithbaal, The Dracolich.

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Personality:


⋆ Baraian is outspoken and generally will ask how others are feeling, aswell hearing their input provided there is such a moment.
⋆ He is selfless to the point where he must preserve his own life in order to keep Golden Death alive.
⋆ As kind as a dark elf could be.
⋆ While not being suicidally brave, he would try to save someone else if he believed it to be possible and it would serve his group's goals. It all depends on the scenario.

⋆ Baraian will very seldom lose his temper, he is as a calm as people get. If he would somehow lose his temper, then it would mean something terrible would be about to happen.
⋆ Patience is something he has grown accustomed with. Considering his options and then taking appropriate action as he sees fit.
⋆ He is both brave and cowardly, he may rush in to save an ally while at the same time arrange an ambush to capture enemies or use poisons or other underhanded means to get a result.
⋆ Baraian only feels nervous if within close proximity to Aklenroth, or if his base of operations has been discovered by his enemies.
⋆ He is quick to react to situations, his quick thinking is one of his strong points. But sometimes his patience plays a part too, in that he ends up waiting before putting something in motion.

⋆ Baraian is cunning, but more so not the type who necessarily spends too long on making elaborate plans, he instead tries to stay dynamic, in order to handle things when everything does not go according to plan.
⋆ Being a dark elf will be a detriment often for him, but despite that he has a good hand with most people if they can overlook his race. He can make grand speeches if he tries, but doing so in a dark and grim manner.
⋆ He has no sense of humor at all.
⋆ He may have some traces of insanity which is attached to his hatred.
⋆ Baraian treads a middleground of being hyper and laid back.

Decisive ⋆ Hateful ⋆ Vengeful

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Background

Occupation
Leader of Golden Death

Living Immediate Family Members:
None

Dead Immediate Family Members:
Family and relatives

Current Companions:
Members of Golden Death

Current and Past Lover(s):
He carefully wards his heart against anyone who tries to get too close.

Are you a loner or with a group? Have you always been in this place?:
Baraian has been with Golden Death since it's founding, as he was it's founder.

History

Baraian is a dark elf who resides in Roshmi, but the ones knowing his exact whereabouts are very few. What is known about him is that he leads a mysterious group known to the populace as 'Golden Death', it's members wear golden skull icons and seem to be specially interested in people who display hostility to Aklenroth.

Where they are generally sought out and never seen again by the populace, as if they just were erased out of existance. The group itself is in fact so mysterious that some even doubt it's actually existing. Those which go looking for said group have also never been seen again.

The dark elven population aswell as all the other races residing in Roshmi have not had any outstanding issue with the group. Those which had have most likely disappeared to who knows where.

Gossip about them goes both ways, that they are loyalists and secret assassins of Aklenroth, while others think they are just a secret community of weirdos. Then ofcourse there are also people who believe they are a rebel cell. But to most people, it is regarded as a group to stay clear of. If you speak out openly about hostility to Aklenroth they may very well find you and then you are never heard from again.

The group has at least existed for a hundred years according to elderly demi-humans which live in the city, who have had the fortune... or misfortune to see them.

(More to be discovered IC about Baraian and his history)

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Physical Strengths:
⋆ Very precise aim
⋆ Quick
⋆ Close-quarter fighting

Physical Weaknesses:
⋆ Cannot lift or wear heavier things
⋆ Lightweight, can be knocked back easily.
⋆ Light magic

Subspecies
Dark Elf

Best Abilities
Erebokinesis

Avalia

Terneus Andros

Time: Morning
Location: Forest of the peninsula of the Sun Elf Village

"I know every language worth speaking, Kaneya. Especially body language, he gave his own face a glance in the mirror he always carried with him." The elf said softly, as he gently caressed the top of his shirt with one hand, his two knights walking up closer to Malachi.While Terneus himself listened to Malachi, while softly fondling his own attire.

"You have certainly a way with words despite your condition, and perception and abit of common sense. Now that is a rare find indeed. Ofcourse you must be quite shocked by being in such proximity to me, fret not. I have nothing but the best intention for my people, I can assure you." He said in a smug manner as if he was midway eating chicken or some other food that was drawing parts of his concentration.

'This vagrant might still be of some use to me. But he needs to be cleaned up. He reeks. What is that smell?' Terneus looked away from Malachi and that caused the both knights to venture further into the cave alittle bit, what was causing that peculiar smell? One of his knights noticed a package of some kind on the ground, and was just about to walk over to inspect it.

"Don't touch it, -I- might catch something." Terneus said in a slightly upset manner, then motioned his knights back to him and he set his eyes at Malachi again.

"Now that you do mention it, vagrant. I do think you can be of some use to me, well and our people who are in suffering. You see, I happen to have a spot open in my Androsian knights after a little mishap with one of the newer recruits. He couldn't keep his good head on his shoulders." The elf explained, placing a hand of his at his waist as he assumed a pose almost as if expected to be made a portrait of in this very moment.

"Though we would have to get you some more suitable attire, a bath and..." Terneus pondered for a moment, causing his both knights to turn to look at him.

"Weaponry? Training my lord?" The less careful of the knights asked, not knowing what he just uttered.

"Don't interupt me! It disturbs the flow of elegance..." He walked over and grabbed one of the knights by the throat, throwing him back slightly, before backhanding him across the face. Causing the elven man to get a slight breuise and bleed slightly from his lip. "Clean yourself up." Terneus added after having delivered the backhanded slap, the knight looked disgruntled for a moment but quickly thought of what further aggrevation could lead to so he instantly stopped. Terneus then took out a napkin, and reached it over... to wipe his own hand. "Respect is of outmost importance. Without it you will not make it far. You can have his work." Terneus threw a thumb over his shoulder to the knight which had upset the silverhaired elf, his eyes fixed on Malachi.

Avalia

Elthrael Vol'Kerno

Time: Morning
Location: Near the River Kingdom

He waited for awhile, reading himself for any incoming enemy to enter the area which he was now manipulating. But what came into sight was a human woman, badly hurt and bruised. "Hoh?" He said aloud.

'What's this then? Another human girl? Wounded? Much like Elsea there's no longer any time to lead her away from here, what a pity. Talk about good and bad fortune at the same time. Her ill fortune paves way for my fortune. She'll be live bait and give me time enough to withdraw from here. A true warrior does not fight battles that cannot be won, he regroups and fights another day.' The darkwinged fairy thought to himself, as he manipulated the plantlife around to create pillars of plants and roots to make the area in front of him, surrounding Jean Luc and the wounded woman. Then he pressed his legs against the ground slightly before flinging himself into the air and quickly air-dashing backwards into the forested area behind him.

The arrival of the human girl, her life would not be wasted. It would serve as bait for the incoming enemy, possibly giving the rest more time to get away, but more importantly allow him to withdraw to someplace else. There were no reason to stick around and fight in a battle seemingly lost, not to mention that none of the group seemed the obedient type which could be of use to him. He opened the palm of his left hand as he flew, releasing various pollen to mask his scent, allowing them to spread through the wind.

Avalia

Terneus Andros

Time: Morning
Location: Forest of the peninsula of the Sun Elf Village

Terneus stretched his back abit, assuming a pose worthy of a rooster amongst the hens. Or a peacock displaying it's feathers in all their glory. He gave a soft laugh, which to him would have seemed to be showing his amusement, but to others would come across as fake, condescending and possibly annoying.

"I am generous and kind? Oh ofcourse, our people deserve the very best. So it is only natural that I govern and protect them. It is such a dangerous world after all..." He fanned his face with one of his hands as his usual servant carrying the fan did not accompany him on the journey. Much to the white clad elf's displeasure.

"Good. I.. I mean we do not want them to end up in the wrong hands after all. Someone with nefarious intentions may try to use them to cause mayhem, which would be terrible. Ofcourse if you do bring them to me, I shall make certain you'll reap the monetary reward." Terneus said in a soft manner, the corner of his mouth slightly in an upturn. Like he was pondering on the idea and almost seemed to taste it. Not only that but savoring it. Terneus took a few steps up following his two knights which were a few steps ahead. "Perfect." He said in a satisfied manner. 'Just like me...' He thought and then continued.

"Lead me? I'll be doing any leading, but you may take the forefront. Ah? Muddy wet areas?" The elf stopped in his tracks, he frowned and seemed to be about to reconsider. He couldn't allow himself to get dirtied, it would make him a laughing stock for the fairies and also make THEM look like HIS betters. The very thought hit Terneus and he felt sick for a moment, taking a few breaths before opening his mouth, but before he could speak Kenia mentioned that there was a weary traveller within.

"A traveler? And hes nervous and feeling that he isn't worthy to gaze at my radiance? Take me to him at once, someone who knows their place is hard to find nowadays." The elf chuckled softly to himself as he momentarily remembered the last knights which had dared to fail him.

"Ofcourse you should feel honored, but I did not come this way to reward you in such a manner, Kenara. I am here solely on buisness, very important buisness. This is just a little sightseeing along the way. And what are you standing around for? Move." He waved his hand in a shoo manner to his knights which had stopped to wait for him.

"This traveler might have seen something, he certainly must tell me." The governor beckoned Kenia to move along with them, and as he came upon Malachi, the white dressed elf let out a soft gasp.

"You there. Traveler. I desire for you to tell me a few things." He fake coughed into his hand.

"I, I am lord Terneus Andros, governor of the light elves, protector of the realm, loyal servant of the king, richest in wealth and beauty on this side of the kingdom and the leader of the Androsian knights, which happen to be named after my prestigious family." He took a pose that would imply that he expected praise or flattery for his many titles, his eyes searching over Malachi and then looking to the squirrel, his nose wrinkling as he did.

'How utterly revolting. Eating a tree rat. To think I am of the same blood as this pitiful creature? No. There must be something wrong, some error in his line which has afflicted it's mind in ways not even someone as vastly intelligent like myself could decipher. Oh but I shall show some pity for the unfortunate creatures which are not me.'

"Now... tell me.. hmm..." He said in a soft moaning manner until he found a fitting word for Malachi. "Vagrant, have you perhaps seen his majesty's dragon fly by or any anomalies such as humans?"

Avalia

Elthrael Vol'Kerno

Time: Morning
Location: The haven

Elthrael cringed at the loud yelling from Elsea, as her flames manifested shortly after, Elthrael grabbed unto his ears briefly, causing him to snarl in Elsea's direction. His teeth momentarily showing, as he set his eyes on Elsea. His face showing clear signs of displeasure, not only that but also disappointment. The darkwinged fairy gave out a soft snort, and gave a brief glance to the sky.

"Do as you please then. I will buy you some time. Let's see what future you chose." Elthrael turned his attention away from Elsea, aswell as Kyran who was very upset to say the least. He instead turned to Jean Luc.

'Useless. They are useless to me. Powers which cannot be controlled are not powers at all but liabilities. I must find find another. There must be more than just these two. Someone with the ability to keep their cool and master that power of theirs. Such a pity. It would seem like you are just going to be decoys after all. How disappointing indeed, well if you can buy abit of time by being a hinderance to the lich's minions. I suppose it will pay off in the long run. Gives me abit more time to find a suitable replacement.'

Elthrael then reached out with his chlorokinesis and began to manipulate the roots under the ground, losening them from their normal resting place, making alot more lose earth for Jean Luc to manipulate if he so wished. Small tips of the roots ends would peek out of the ground all around them, like hidden spears ready to be shot out of the ground at any approaching enemy, flying or otherwise. The darkwinged fairy focused on each root and began to manipulate them to grow poisonous smaller plants on them and adding thorns for added effect.

"The Earth is screaming for revolution, I shall root out those who dare stand in natures path... " He gave an amused chuckle, raising his hands slightly.

'Fight me in a forest, you might aswell try to wade across the seas or fight the undead dragon with your bare hands... you arrogant mindless fools. My mind is a fortress, my heart is diamond. Clear and unbreakable. Unlike those who kneel for living. Or is it bend? Heh.'

Avalia

Elthrael Vol'Kerno

Time: Morning
Location: The haven

The female fairy had kissed him back, to his surprise yet again. This woman was proving to be not the usual fairy, this was certainly one with a more freedom oriented mindset. Now that was certainly something Elthrael could respect.

'My my, bold beyond compare...' He thought, as Risa made her way away from him to calm down her companions which according to Elthrael seemed to be hot tempered indeed, being very quick to bite.

"Temper temper, you are frightening the young lady. You desire to kill me, beastfolk? How typical judging a tree by it's bark, as I was telling dear Elsea before, the world has so much evil in it..." Elthrael said in reply to Kyran, the darkwinged fairy believed indeed he had him where he wanted him. People who so openly displayed their emotions, were so much easier to manipulate according to himself. He could very much chose when and how the attack would come, and if you can tell that much then you are certainly well prepared and equipped to deal with it in the most swift way possible.

"Well little fox, your confidence may serve you well, best however to keep that leach around your neck lest someone snaps it." Elthrael said, not in a threatening manner but as a promise, would the younger man try something. While Elthrael did not desire a fight against him nor the male human, it was important for him to establish a pecking order as it was usually done in the wilderness or among canines. The pack always needed an alpha.

"The young lady is correct, there is no need to be so... hostile." Elthrael spread his arms offering a slight smile towards Kyran and Jean Luc, his golden eyes scanning them closely. Elsea had also gotten into an argument with the other group members, this the golden eyed fairy approved of. It proved that she indeed were a fierce and determined individual, while still not being completely beyond control. To Elthrael, the fox person. Kyran. Seemed to be more of a dead weight than useful, but even that was better than how the male human was presenting himself and his plan.

'To dig underground? What are we? Rodents? That will not do...' The darkwinged fairy shook his head softly in disagreement to Jean Luc, to him being underground was the worst possible thing to be. Where he could not fly, he could not properly dodge nor make use of that which made him a force to be reckoned with. Not to mention the risk of the earth above falling in on them.

"Cowards? You just don't know when to pick battles. We don't even know if they will come, nor how many. Withdraw abit, see if the supposed predators gives chase, if they do you show them the natural order at your advantage. The forest is vast, we may travel through it, the Amoras cannot see too well from the sky if we keep ourselves under the trees. We may easily carry Elsea mid-flight under the trees, and this... beast can surely carry you, human." Elthrael added, looking the gathering over.

"If you intend to dig yourself to safety, it is more likely that you dig your own grave, and any other who would follow. No if they have indeed made notice of us and give chase, the swift beasts will come first. Meaning we can dispatch of them before the rest catch up, providing they can find their way past the entangling forest plants and our scents being... much harder to follow... ofcourse." The fairy continued, and then chuckled softly to Jean Luc holding unto a spear. The words the human have uttered to him had caused much amusement to him.

"I cannot stand beside a thing which will fail. You deem me a coward, yet you seem to forget I aided you against the dark elf. Not quite the action of a coward is it? Oh and my weapon is good and all, but I have other weapons far more sharp than this blade. I would suggest you to make use of yours too, unless it be more.. dull." The fairy began to point to his own head, offering a slight smirk and then finally added.

"I know only that you humans are not accustomed to our world. Thus it would suit you better to fall in line, than falling in time." He blew some air through his mouth, his wings extending slightly.

"Come Elsea, we are getting out of here. The River Kingdom is beyond our reach for the moment, to Roshmi we've ought to fly. If you seek to live, the rest of you ought to follow and soon. Care to join us Risa? It seems you are causing a distraction for Kyran, we need him to focus on taking our well armored human male here away. Roshmi offers the best shelter, as it is a big place to search for our foe. But also a place where we may find those willing to support our cause..." There was no certainty that the rest would heed his suggestion, but if that was the case he would have to do with what he had, and that would be taking Elsea out of there. If he could not control Jean Luc or Kyran, then they would be more hinderances than useful weapons to use. After all, what is power íf you cannot control it? The fairy knew this fully well, from those tempted for power at any cost, selling their body and soul to the tyrant king.

That was how much people craved power. As long as at least one of the humans would survive, then there would be a good chance to dethrone the king. Not only could Elsea be the one to deliver the final blow, she could also be the icon. The symbol of a rebellion. The symbol of freedom. In Roshmi they would be sought for, but they could find allies and amidst those allies seize control of the city and spark a more wide rebellion. But if the generals of the dark lord would come and try destroy it, then it would be more wise to leave. They cannot successfully suppress a city and chase the humans at the same time.

They could take an Amoras from Roshmi while causing a distraction, fly over the sea towards the Flower Fairy Kingdom. They could amass more allies there. Then ofcourse there was also the possiblity of coming across an orc sympathetic to the cause, perhaps someone who could urge the orcs to attack Aklenroth. Perhaps spread some false words of him being weak at the moment?

Elthtrael set his eyes on Jean Luc. "In the old tales, there is a human line I remember, told through generations amongst my kin. Sumus contra mundi. I think that line summerizes well what lies before us."

Avalia

Terneus Andros

Location: Forest of the peninsula of the Sun Elf Village

His two knights stopped and were about to draw their weapons when Kenia appeared out of the cave, as she seemingly went down to greet them. She offered courtesy appropriate to someone of his standing, at least that was what he thought.

"Sheathe your weapons." He quickly ordered his two knights and then listened to Kenia, his eyebrows high above his eyes as he assumed a pose, almost as if he would model for a statue. Though he had commissioned those in the past, and often the grew unpleased by their size not being sufficient.

The white clothed elf began to stroke his own shirt softly. "Ahh it is you..." He said in a exhaled manner, as he was searching his memory for her name. "Keniaya? Oh ofcourse it is, it is not often I happen to grace others with my presence. I have an image to uphold after all, I cannot myself with the commoners. Not that you are a common commoner ofcourse. Your appology has been delicately noted and pardoned." Terneus said in a calm, arrogant tone.

"That is quite not what I wanted to hear. His majesty's dragon should refrain from burning his majesty's land. It leaves behind ugliness which is going to take much slave labour to remove. Oh it is quite the strain to guide the thickheaded at times. But that is the nature of the weak to listen to the more enlightened and wise. If you do happen to come across a human or a DROM, you will bring it to me at once. It would certainly look bad if someone else would get it in -my- lands before -I- do." He raised his hand to his chin, looking to the cave behind Kenia.

"Ahh the cave of wonders, it has been a long time since I was here. I do recall the most extravagant reflections in those crystals in there. Since I am here, I might aswell spoil myself a little bit, to set aside the usual burden of governing the people who are in grave need of proper guidance." Terneus beckoned his knights forwards towards the cave, looking to Kenia. "Well then, I'll give you the task of being my guide. Not that I don't know the way, I know -all- the ways. Always. It is just so that I have a very soft spot in my back, which is telling me it would be a shame if you passed up this opportunity to scout ahead or whatever it is you do, it is ofcourse not negligable in skill, but rather a little bit above mediocre, I would hate if someone would sell your skills short. Oh did I say there will be much coin if you do happen to find a human. I have some arrangements made for any human which his majesty is going to receive." He chuckled in a hohoho manner, fanning his face with his left hand.

"Anything for our glorious race' achievements. There might even be a statue of you, albeit smaller than mine, if you do bring one or two my way. I am on route to the fairy kingdom, a dreadful place with all those buzzing sounds and people with no sense for buisness, holding on to some naive and misguided beliefs of good. When all the goodness they need to acknowledge is me. But I may be expecting too much out of those without manners and good sight. Unlike our elven keen senses." He said in a condescending way towards the fairies, not doubting for a moment of his elven superiority which Kenia shared. To a less degree in his eyes, but still.

Avalia

Elthrael Vol'Kerno

Time: Morning
Location: The haven

"Aren't you the rude one, demanding others to give their name before you give your own. Unless your name doesn't carry any weight ofcourse..." Elthrael got a smug look on his face, as he motioned with his arm towards Kyran.

"My name is Elthrael, my reason for being here is mere... curiousity." His eyes scanned Kyran's stance and weaponry, he figured that Kyran would be at least some years younger than himself, thus he would have to be refered as someone younger. The dark winged fairy had the perfect name.

"Such a stance, it tells me your skills with that is akin to that of a child. Is that the scent of fur coming from you or is it fear?" He casually assumed a pose with his hands at his waist, with a smirk on his lips.

'A boy like this ought certainly not wave a stick beyond their control in my direction. I might just chop it off.' That's when the previously so lightly dressed fairy girl appeared, rushing towards them with a smile on her lips. Elthrael didn't think she was faking it, and decided to not stop her, watching her hug Elsea and afterwards going for him aswell. This caught him slightly by surprise. 'Oh? Such boldness indeed...'

As Risa spoke and hugged him, he took the opportunity to look over her shoulder to Kyran who stood there armed with his spear. 'Kyran hm? Oh I am going to love you...' The dark winged fairy set his eyes on him, and then gave a big smirk, before he leaned in to try give Risa a quick kiss at her cheek. Saying softly to her ear.

"This is how you greet others where I live..."

His eyes quickly darting to Kyran moments after and to the human which labeled him a demon, speaking with a booming voice that somehow made the earth rumble. He allowed the hug to come to an end and heard the human speak about him. "No decency nor honor? My you do know me... somewhat. The rest however, unfittingly untrue." He grinned, watching Elsea take a stand aswell. This was good in drawing out her power, although this moment would be not be the ideal one. It was too early for her.

Being located where they now were, a fight would only draw unecessary attention. The dark winged fairy quietly hoped that Risa would be able to make her companions stand down. In the worst scenario he would have to subdue them, where the human would no doubt prove to be bothersome. The fox eared boy seemed about as frightening as abit of rain on a sunny day to him. But he did have spirit. Perhaps the lich lord would suck it out of him?

Avalia

Elthrael Vol'Kerno

Time: Morning
Location: The sky->The haven (The hut)

The kiss on his cheek given by Elsea caused his attention to turn to her, looking her over. Such boldness...

"Hell? What's that? Fear itself is not necessarily a bad thing, it keeps you from doing foolish things. But I see." He gave a soft smile, his golden eyes looking over Elsea in a curious manner, then setting his sight ahead again.

"Possibility that you may die? I will not let you die. Good to hear you be willing to bring this world to the future it deserves..." The fairy gave a confident smirk, then noticed a flying construct ahead. An Amora. About the same time that Elsea pointed it out and asked what it were.

"That is an Amora. A flying transport for those unwilling or unable to soar the skies. It be giving you ill feelings? Then we've certainly ought to go by your intuition, for such things are most often correct. And down there? Hmm..mm.. let us do so then." He gave a glance over towards the Amora, he too had felt something about it. A stench in the air. A stench of evil.

He decided to take Elsea up on her suggestion, so he began descending slowly. He didn't want to make any fancy air dashes or manuevers which could draw the Amora passengers attention, or had they've already seen them. Their interest. Elthrael held unto Elsea steadily as he began to descend, his wings acting almost like a parachute as he allowed himself to float midair on the way down towards the hut, his wings would begin to flap the closer it got to the ground, he stretched the dark wings widely, making his presence known to those by the hut.

Thus he descended, looking indeed like a demon with golden eyes, horns, sharp cornerteeth and mothlike wings. He landed softly, and immediately let go of Elsea, momentarily letting his left hand index finger caress her lips, then point up towards the sky, reminding her that there could be possible trouble so they had to not make a scene. So fire displays were obviously not wanted. Elthrael's golden eyes began to search the surrounding area, he stood still however, his blade sheathed. His arms now crossed over his chest.

Avalia

Elthrael Vol'Kerno

Time: Dawn -> Morning
Location: Heart of the forest -> River Kingdoms

As Elsea had accepted his proposal of flying to their destination, they've took off up into the air, the rise was always the trickiest part when you were carrying an extra weight. While Elsea was surely not the heaviest, Elthrael decided it was best not to make any mention on her weight while mid-flight. Such could have very negative consequences for both. Instead he focused on the questions she had asked him, regarding the two female fairies, the large fox and the other human. There was no absolute certainty that all four of them had made it, their adversary was not just your average dark elf soldier or scout. Not to mention all the beasts he had in his company. Despite this, Elthrael had acted on taking Elsea away from that scene. Believing they would have been able to handle it.

He still stood by his decision, he still believed that they indeed were able to make it out of that alive. So once himself and Elsea were decently high up into the air, where flying would take less strain and focus he decided to answer her.

"I do think they did indeed make it out of there alive. Not that I would have considered it an easy battle, the two girls did not make use of their biggest advantage. Their ability to fly. How can one get bitten by sword or beast while one be in the air? There are only a few dangerous kind of beasts which can take flight after all..." Elthrael said calmly, looking ahead to their destination, and occasionally to the trees, small streams of water and fields under them.

"The River Kingdom is most surely their home, and when one encounters threats like that it is not uncommon to retreat to ones home. Providing you'd have one to return to ofcourse. I too wish to find them, the other human is with them no doubt." He said in a serious tone, before his mouth turned into a slight smile as he seemed to think of something.

"The place we are heading to is a place where I too once lived, before I was exiled due to my appearance and my parents lacking the intention of simply... throwing me away." The dark winged fairy threw a glace to Elsea and then set his eyes ahead to what would eventually show up in the distance, past the forests and rivers.



"It's been many years however, my appearance has since then changed quite the bit. Whereof I simply looked demonic as a child, now I look like neither demon nor fairy. Within that River Kingdom, they would certainly be uncertain of what to make of me. While not completely oblivious to how my appearance may now be a beneficial matter, rather than a detrimental one. They've still would regard me as an anomaly, rather than just an outcast among their kind." Elthrael seemed to almost bit his teeth together for a moment, then giving off a slight snort.

"My parents deaths are on their hands, them and the orcs are equally to blame. Should I wish vengeance upon their entire kind? No. That would not be just and fair now would it? I however do think I have some... matter to pick with their leaders, would I happen to have the fortune of encountering them. Even so, they are very little compared to the evil which the tyrant king represents." The fairy took a few moments to be silent, before he resumed talking.

"The tyrant. Aklenroth. He desires to rule and has been, but he lacks any form of emotion any form of passion. He's just a shell, an evil shell whose sole reason for existance is to urge someone who has the ambition, the vision and the support to dethrone him. Avalia deserves a ruler who will not allow the chaos to continue, where the evil ones inflict endless torture and pain to others with no other reason than finding enjoyment in doing so. Sadistic urges ought to be controlled or they must be put down. For they not only destroy the target but yourself too. Those whom seek to wield the dark power to battle the dark power, is doomed to be consumed by the dark power. You always should make certain to wield the power, not let it wield you. No matter what kind of power it may be." He spoke, taking further consideration before speaking again.

"You humans possess power over the elements unlike any other in this world, apart from certain demons. Such as having the ability to create and manipulate water. But water does not only serve to bear a ship, it can also sink it. The same goes for magical powers. People often forgets the most powerful weapon is neither might nor magic, it is ones own mind. It is ones own wit. If you can master it, you will someday rule above all. Take my word for that, Elsea. When it comes to the more martial matters, when words will no longer do. It is not the strongest or toughest which wins, it is the most crafty and the one whose the quickest. It is the perfect defense and offense. No matter how strong your physical might may be, it won't mean a thing if you cannot land a hit." The fairy explained, in an almost preachy manner. His views formed from a combination of his parents and his mentor, but also from his own experience by himself. Leaving much time to ponder in the silent nights in the heart of a forest.

"There will come a day when the tyrant is no more, it is then where the true choices will be done. For what kind of world that Avalia truly desire. What it's options would be, theres never only one path to go but several. If we both are alive at that point, let us make certain that past mistakes are not repeated anew?" The fairy offered a soft smile, his sharp corner-teeth revealing, then he set his sight ahead to the River Kingdom coming in sight gradually.



'Soon the day of reckoning will be here...'