Drakeonis

This Dance We Call War [A Game of Thrones Based RP]

Alzack and Artemisia bowed as Queen Vera and Princess Aleia of House Ravendore entered through the castle gates surrounded by their guard. His own guard bowed shortly after they shut the gate. A singer and band began to recite House Ravendore's theme as the Ravendore guard began to settle inside the castle. "Welcome Queen Vera and Princess Aleia of Ravendore, I thank you for accepting the invitation."

This Dance We Call War [A Game of Thrones Based RP]

Khaleesi!!!

This Dance We Call War [A Game of Thrones Based RP]

Obviously accepted.

Medieval Kingdom

I kinda retconned Isaiah back to what I was originally going to do with him. It was a bit of a deus ex but it was the only thing I could come up with XD

Medieval Kingdom

"Irena wait!! Take me back! Irena!!" Isaiah yelled as the queen flew off leaving he and Steffan alone with the dragons. "Damn it!!" How could he let this happen? Now he was stuck up here while Irena and Lorelai probably tore each other apart and it was all his fault. It would not end like this! He wouldn't let it even if he had to walk all the way back to the kingdom himself.

"Interesting...Strong-willed just like I remember." A cold feminine voice spoke from within his mind yet he could not hear it. "I'll have to thank Wraith for protecting you for me Isaiah. Until then worry not, for I shall provide fr you...as I always have."

Just as the silent voice spoke Isaiah caught sight of something he'd never think he's see. Galloping in the air in a trail of blue fire was Midas, complete with a mane composed of blue fire and eye's the same color. The horse trotted next to him so he he could get on and he did without so much as a second thought. Questions about what had happened to his horse or why his voice had been silent for so long would have to wait. The only thing on his mind was getting back to the castle. "You already know where, so hurry!" Midas neihed and took off back into the sky and landed within the ballroom within minutes. Irena seemed to have the upper hand at the moment as she was talking about killing Lorelai.

"Irena stop! Please!"

Medieval Kingdom

((Someone tell me which way we're going with this so I can post accordingly.))

This Dance We Call War [A Game of Thrones Based RP]

TheSecret said
may i make a partner for my character?

Yep.

This Dance We Call War [A Game of Thrones Based RP]

The sun rose high over the land of Astaoviel signaling the beginning of a new day. A large black wolf stood over the sleeping form of the Lord of House Sonrah and nudged him gently, urging him awake. Alzack Sonrah's eyes snapped opened as he found them locked into the ice blue orbs of loyal War Wolf, Artemisia. "Good morning girl. Today is the day then?" The wolf nodded, as he got to his feet truly showing the immense size difference between a War Wolf and a human being. Alzack reached up to pet her muzzle. "Then let us go then." He got ready and strapped on his black armor and his swords. Before he, followed by Artemisia exited the room and into the hall where he found his mother, Serara Sonrah.

"Good morning my Lord." She said with mischievous smile. Alzack hugged her and laughed. "I wish you wouldn't call me that, Mother." The woman smiled warmly as she hugged him. "It is what you are my dear boy. Your father would be so proud of you." She tensed as soon as she mentioned her deceased husband and he looked in the eyes. "I will have vengeance for hi death Mother. I promise you that." He didn't know if that truly comforted her but she smiled and nodded. "I'm sure you will my son. I came to tell you that the preparations are complete to receive the dignitaries, they should be arriving soon." Alzack released her from the hug. "Then I should be prepared to greet them...Be well Mother." Alzack and Artemisia exited the castle and walked to the castle foregrounds in anticipation of his guests who would hopefully become his allies in this coming rebellion.

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Isaiah had been monitoring the room from a corner and everything was going smoothly until Irena had walked back into the ballroom looking very much unhappy. He was making his way over to her, to ask what had happened when Lorelai walked into the room brandishing her sabre. His heart stopped when he gazed into her blacked out eyes as the strange tendrils weaved around her arm.Other knights and guards had already drawn their weapons at her threat and were moving towards her. Seeing that he found his voice again. "Are you all mad? Drop your weapons!This is your princess!" He moved closer to her slowly removing his helm as he did so he could look her in the eyes. What had happened to her? "My princess stop this please.This isn't you!"

This Dance We Call War [A Game of Thrones Based RP]

TAMAARAW! I got an exam I need to study for and I've been procrastinating long enough as is otherwise it'd be tonight XD