Rae'liel
-The Honored Guest
Frowning as the Night Elf woman was quickly dismissive of the plain logic that was presented before her, Rae'liel tensed ever slightly as the bow was raised towards her once again. Under normal circumstance she like any other creature in this world had no intention in becoming a proverbial pin cushion for Huntresses; yet as the string visibly tensed, the Paladin prepared to defend herself. That, after likely being shot at again, was well within her right.
However, a momentary pause came in the former of two human guards walking upon the scene. Gritting her teeth for just a second, Rae could only hope that they weren't one of those who hadn't been informed of her. Yet was they simply strode past and made only a casual jest at the shapely ways of her armor, she let out a sigh of relief. Only to sharply let out a bout of laughter as the Night Elven woman stared at her in complete disbelief!
Such jovial tones did summon the attention of a second, which only made matters worse as a second bow was brought to bear. As the two debated among themselves about the incompetence of humans, her grip tightened further upon the shield she held in preparation. Finally, they came to their warmongering decision, and the strings tensed to let fly the projectiles into the air, only to pause as there was the sound of hasty and frantic footsteps echoing in the distance.
All three Elves looked to see none other than Sharon's Butler hurrying his way down to where the stood, pleading for a moment of logical thought. Elated by this, Rae smirked arrogantly as he explained who she was, and her situation alongside that. Begrudgingly, she would accept the goggles given to her and slide them on over her eyes. Arrogant and fierce as she was, the Paladin was still no fool.
As the gate swung wide, she finally returned the constant chastising of the Night Elves with a venomous bite of her own tongue. "Leave it to the direct children of Trolls to lack simple wit and common sense. Seems that you are all not so far removed from da voodoo as you would like to think you are. Imbeciles." Moving past them, the elderly human gave her a sharp look of disapproval to which she simply shrugged off. Racial tension was going to be something for those mongrels to enlighten themselves from. Perhaps of they had half the brain that Orcs did, this issue would have been less vicious.
However, at long last, kind words would escape her as she sauntered on past the two huntresses and fell into an easy step aside Frederick with an actually warm smile on her lips. "I remember you from when you were little, you've grown up and gone into old age so quickly, how is your family Frederick? Do you have any grandchildren yet?" The house was drawing nearer as they passed frozen gardens and fountains covered in wintry powdered white. "And why has Sharon summoned me here? The letter did not go into credible detail."
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Rae'liel
It is quite strange how some of the most peculiar adventures begin with the smallest of feet. Such tiny toes were tapping with hasty impatience upon the short elevator ride to the Scryer's Tier whilst minuscule fingertips clutched onto a crumpled letter. Once the rising platform rose into place and clicked into place with a resounding hum, toes then frantically ran across the hardened and cold stone work that decorated the floor of the tier.
Quickly, the little girl passed through translucent curtains of violet and a heavy wooden door to arrive at her objective. A lazily sleeping Blood Elven woman at rest during her only day of freedom.
"Rae!" The little girl cried out, only to duck with a timid yelp as the blade of a sword whistled through the air and dug into the wood where her head had once been. "Wake up! You have a summons!" Grumbling and rubbing the throbbing ache that was her forehead after a few too many glasses of wine, luminous eyes of emerald warily set their eyes on the little girl.
Moaning in dismay, the Paladin's head flopped back onto the pillow unceremoniously as she finally muttered her first words. "You must be in jest, pass me the letter." Holding out her slender hand, the crushed ball of paper would at first receive a disgusted look as the Sin'Dorei shot the little one an insidious glare. "Such poor caution in handling the letters and properties of others, were you in a hurry?" The Blood Knight inquired with a slight tilt of her head.
A frantic nod and then the fleeing away of the girl before the Paladin could chastise her any further simply confirmed such a thought as with one hand cradling her aching crown, Rae unfurled the letter and read it carefully. Wariness gave way to an amused grin as she stood and stretched after studying the letter a second time.
Digging her sword out of where she had embedded it within the wooden door frame, wry words echoed past her lips as she sheathed it back upon her waist smoothly as ever.
"Ghosts of my past asking for a favor, hm? How peculiar....how desperate is he to summon me to Stormwind of all places?" Musing this thought aloud to herself, Rae tapped her chin in thought. This one had saved her life once in the exodus to the south from Silvermoon and Lordaeron; it was only fair that she repay such a steep debt. Sliding to the washroom and dropping her evening wear about her ankles, the smooth and cleansing caress of Elven skin beneath warm water soon filled her quarters with a humid cloud of steam.
A luxurious hour later drew her to the heavy plate armor that sat patiently upon a rack, and not a few moments later she was prepared for the long road ahead. Exiting and glancing to a few others in her command, the Blood Knight simply spoke to them in her collected tone: "I have a summons to Stormwind, mind to our Tier would you? We cannot have those Aldor bastards desecrating our home, yes?" A silent but stiff not would be all that she received before she strode her way down the elevator and into the central hall within Shattrath.
As the Na'aru hummed its constant beautiful chime, she strode to the magus providing portals to Stormwind. First met with a leering glare, a flash of papers displaying her neutrality and loyalty to only the Scryers brought only a begrudging nod to meet the roll of her eyes. In a flash of Aether, she was standing in the midst of the Mage Tower in the Magic District of Stormwind.
Ignoring the ominous glares she constantly received for having eyes of green, the Blood Knight casually strode down the winding stair and into the ope in front of Sharon's home. With only her armor equipped and a shield at her side without her sword drawn, she made it clear that no threat was intended. Even in spite of that, the Night Elven huntress at the front gate standing guard did not hesitate to draw back her bow and aim it at her.
"What business do you have, Horde?" She demanded, and without hesitating further, she loosed the arrow! With the snap of her wrist, the Paladin brought up the curve of her shield and promptly stopped the projectile with a dull thud that echoed across the silence. Again, the heavily armored woman rolled her eyes as she could see others shifting upon the roof of the snow-covered home, to which she replied with due sarcasm for the huntress.
"Scryer, actually. Here are my papers to display my faction neutrality, and my summons to see Sharon with this letter." Both pieces promptly were brought to see for all as she still tightly maintained a grip on her shield. "Now that you know I'm no threat, how about you get out of my way." Her last words were more of a threat than a question; after all, being shot at needlessly was a rather annoying offense.
It is quite strange how some of the most peculiar adventures begin with the smallest of feet. Such tiny toes were tapping with hasty impatience upon the short elevator ride to the Scryer's Tier whilst minuscule fingertips clutched onto a crumpled letter. Once the rising platform rose into place and clicked into place with a resounding hum, toes then frantically ran across the hardened and cold stone work that decorated the floor of the tier.
Quickly, the little girl passed through translucent curtains of violet and a heavy wooden door to arrive at her objective. A lazily sleeping Blood Elven woman at rest during her only day of freedom.
"Rae!" The little girl cried out, only to duck with a timid yelp as the blade of a sword whistled through the air and dug into the wood where her head had once been. "Wake up! You have a summons!" Grumbling and rubbing the throbbing ache that was her forehead after a few too many glasses of wine, luminous eyes of emerald warily set their eyes on the little girl.
Moaning in dismay, the Paladin's head flopped back onto the pillow unceremoniously as she finally muttered her first words. "You must be in jest, pass me the letter." Holding out her slender hand, the crushed ball of paper would at first receive a disgusted look as the Sin'Dorei shot the little one an insidious glare. "Such poor caution in handling the letters and properties of others, were you in a hurry?" The Blood Knight inquired with a slight tilt of her head.
A frantic nod and then the fleeing away of the girl before the Paladin could chastise her any further simply confirmed such a thought as with one hand cradling her aching crown, Rae unfurled the letter and read it carefully. Wariness gave way to an amused grin as she stood and stretched after studying the letter a second time.
Digging her sword out of where she had embedded it within the wooden door frame, wry words echoed past her lips as she sheathed it back upon her waist smoothly as ever.
"Ghosts of my past asking for a favor, hm? How peculiar....how desperate is he to summon me to Stormwind of all places?" Musing this thought aloud to herself, Rae tapped her chin in thought. This one had saved her life once in the exodus to the south from Silvermoon and Lordaeron; it was only fair that she repay such a steep debt. Sliding to the washroom and dropping her evening wear about her ankles, the smooth and cleansing caress of Elven skin beneath warm water soon filled her quarters with a humid cloud of steam.
A luxurious hour later drew her to the heavy plate armor that sat patiently upon a rack, and not a few moments later she was prepared for the long road ahead. Exiting and glancing to a few others in her command, the Blood Knight simply spoke to them in her collected tone: "I have a summons to Stormwind, mind to our Tier would you? We cannot have those Aldor bastards desecrating our home, yes?" A silent but stiff not would be all that she received before she strode her way down the elevator and into the central hall within Shattrath.
As the Na'aru hummed its constant beautiful chime, she strode to the magus providing portals to Stormwind. First met with a leering glare, a flash of papers displaying her neutrality and loyalty to only the Scryers brought only a begrudging nod to meet the roll of her eyes. In a flash of Aether, she was standing in the midst of the Mage Tower in the Magic District of Stormwind.
Ignoring the ominous glares she constantly received for having eyes of green, the Blood Knight casually strode down the winding stair and into the ope in front of Sharon's home. With only her armor equipped and a shield at her side without her sword drawn, she made it clear that no threat was intended. Even in spite of that, the Night Elven huntress at the front gate standing guard did not hesitate to draw back her bow and aim it at her.
"What business do you have, Horde?" She demanded, and without hesitating further, she loosed the arrow! With the snap of her wrist, the Paladin brought up the curve of her shield and promptly stopped the projectile with a dull thud that echoed across the silence. Again, the heavily armored woman rolled her eyes as she could see others shifting upon the roof of the snow-covered home, to which she replied with due sarcasm for the huntress.
"Scryer, actually. Here are my papers to display my faction neutrality, and my summons to see Sharon with this letter." Both pieces promptly were brought to see for all as she still tightly maintained a grip on her shield. "Now that you know I'm no threat, how about you get out of my way." Her last words were more of a threat than a question; after all, being shot at needlessly was a rather annoying offense.
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I'll have a post up soon then, Vec. ^_^
I'll have a post up soon then, Vec. ^_^
Okay! Expect a post this evening!!
Quite so!
Would you like to introduce her, or should I?
Would you like to introduce her, or should I?
Ravnica is my favorite MTG block.....hum...
I was figuring with Sharon. Not all Blood Elves despise High Elves. ^_~
He could most certainly call her in! Maybe she owes him a favor for helping her out at an earlier time. Say, helping in the evacuation of others during the Scourge's onslaught?
He could most certainly call her in! Maybe she owes him a favor for helping her out at an earlier time. Say, helping in the evacuation of others during the Scourge's onslaught?
I'm flexible when it comes to entry, being on chats and stuff not so much sadly. :( Just tell me the way you'd like me to enter, and I'll whip something up! It could be as something as easy as the Matriarch of the Scryers ordered her to go assist in taking down this practitioner of Dark Magic, etc.
I'm usually pretty busy throughout the day, though I do set time aside for myself in order to post/write. ^_^
And that's what I figured, she works for the Scryers, not the Sin'Dorei. It probably wouldn't be the first time she's dealt with...."misunderstandings". Thankfully, she's a bit of a Tank, sooooo she should be okay. Mostly.
I'm usually pretty busy throughout the day, though I do set time aside for myself in order to post/write. ^_^
And that's what I figured, she works for the Scryers, not the Sin'Dorei. It probably wouldn't be the first time she's dealt with...."misunderstandings". Thankfully, she's a bit of a Tank, sooooo she should be okay. Mostly.
Saltwater Thief said
Lies and slander. On all accounts. (Except Itano, that's truthful)
So I do have a Senpai of which needs to notice me? ._.
Who?
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