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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Sodalis" data-source="post: 243165" data-attributes="member: 1791">the sons are special in that they never behave as they are expected. the eldest son, Mandar, is a half elf/half green dragon. being of Green decent, he was thought of as crude and impulsive, irrational and blood thirsty. He could not be any more different. he is calm, collective, and very shy. he does not speak much, but you can see and hear his mind calculating. His eyes constantly wander as if surveying every aspect of his surroundings- And for good reason. there was an assassination attempt made on his life when he was just a boy. A band of rogues tried to kill him, but made it look like an accidental encounter by looting his mother's hoard in the process- but they only took things that looked expensive and leaving the truly magical items in the cave. He has had a distaste for adventurers ever since. this event made him believe that he was meant for more than just hoarding, but greater things. Being of both elven and dragon decent, he has the gift of incredibly long life, and true wisdom from the ages. The passing year (last year) was his 450th birthday- in which he was dubbed the wisest of the land. the present king, being half dragon, half human, is only 425 years old. When it comes to life experience, the king himself must submit to the advice and objections of Mandar. Dryka, the dark elf is a peace loving man with little compulsion for violence. He is rather frail and graceful as with all other elves, but his position as second is slowly eating away at him. When he first stumbled into the kingdom as a lost adventurer, the eldest sister Ederoi was the one that he met first. She got him back onto his feet (physically and financially) and restored his love and thirst for knowledge. She financed his missions with the finest weaponry and magic equipment. He returned from a mission given to him by the king to find that she had been wedded to Mandar. Heartbroken, he turned to anyone who would lend him a shoulder to cry on, and an ear to listen. This person was princess Aidan, the second oldest princess of the kingdom. The daily reminder of his lost love and his being second best to Mandar is more than even he can bear. As the day of the crowning draws nearer, you can see the expression in Dryka's face change from its pleasant nature. While adventuring, Dryka was a fast talking, sweettalker that handled much of his conflicts through negotiations. no one really knows how he able to convince people to do things he asks, but he always gets the job done without ever drawing his sword. He got so good after a while that he stopped carrying a sword. Many attribute his sucess to the magic items that Ederoi has given him, which now rests in Bob's store- as a token of remembrance to his brother's lost love. Underwood the elf, is not as frail and dexterous as most would expect elves to be, nor is he wise and graceful in his speech or actions. He is a brutish elf, standing 5'3" tall, and close to 100kg. He too was an adventurer, a ranger that specialized in hand to hand combat- and has never backed down from a fight. He was never a man to think, believing that actions speak louder than words. If it was up to him, the fate of the kingdom would have been decided in a free-for-all match where the last man standing, believing that it would be him, would be crowned. His rash and crude behavior has made him the least favored of the four to talk to, be around, or even look at. But he still believes that in ruing a kingdom, you need no friends. he is married to Sindora, the stubborn princess who always wants andgets her way. She is trying desperately to win the crown for her husband. Bob the human is a freespirited man with little to care for. he lives his life as if any other in the kingdom. he owns a novelty shop, selling potions and spell components, and his favored customers are a band of witches who live just outside the kingdom's reaches. He knows that with three brothers ahead of him, there is little chance of his even seeing the inside of the crown, much less wearing it. He practices witchcraft, but those that know him knows that he can barely turn stone to mud, much less cast more complicated spells. He is always sporting a smile, and is very relaxed. If you met him in the streets of Kirai, by his mannerism and his clothes, you would just believe him as a peasant. This was how he met Princess Kiran a'Llyra . She believes that he lives his life as he sees fit- and pure of worldly taint. he follows his soul for what it speaks and not of what others ask of him. but this quality is the worst kind of king- being that he would not bear the responsibilty of a kingdom, but rather play with children in a friendly game of wiffleball... All three ladies are due in labor- and because they have such different racial backdrops and family lineages, nobody knows what to expect and when to expect it. The royal family is holding its breath. All are looking at Mandar's child for he is the most prized baby of all. Being a half dragon himself, his child has the ability to do great things. And even greater is the purity of the child who is born from two half dragons. His pwers can be great, if honed in the proper manner. But not to be counted out is the child of Dryka. He is an elf and his child would be part dragon. Seeing the greatness of Mandar, Dryka's child can achieve great things as well, given the proper guidance. The Royal family is desperately praying that underwood would not have the first female child, because of the personalities of both he and the princess. Neither of which are fit to rule a kingdom, but both of which will not rest until it is theirs. they are hoping for a peaceful coronation thiis year- with these two staying out of trouble, and not causing any. Flying about the kingdom, Vriseya sees that booths are being set up throughout the kingdom. The fortress gates are flung wide open, welcoming all to come and trade. This is the moment that all merchants wait to have and see. this is the most lucrative times of their lives. Food venders may have a great outing and make enough money to retire. games and novelty shops can sell out their inventory in the course of days. Many Guards (new and old) are placed on watch, and some even make a little money on the side for keeping a careful watch over a specific shop or stand. All this is held in the course of two weeks, and is set to start in the upcoming days. But the more important part of the festival comes in one week. the royal guards are busy setting up a contest. Like the Civil service Exams which are held every ten years, this physical battery tests a person's knowledge of tactics, strategy, as well as personal fighting abilities. the person that scores the highest on these tests become the head of the royal guards, having complete authority as to how to conduct and train the royal guards for the next ten years, or until death. This also is a big attraction for fighters from neighboring lands, hoping to land a job as a royal guard. but more than naught, they are sent home with no more consolation than a couple of bruises and bumps to show for a failed attempt- yet again.Wolfe96:Niro walks quietly down the halls of the Citadel of Kirai, trying to figure out the map that one of the guardsmen had drawn up for him. "D*mn labyrinthine halls... I've GOT to figure out a displacement spell so I don't have to walk so much." Muttering to himself, Niro studies the map once more, then begins counting doors along the hallway. "One, two, three, four, five... Fifth on the left. This should be the office." Walking through the open door, Niro looks up just in time to see the disappearing black feathers of a raven. "I'll bet that was her. Off gallivanting around the city again. You'd think someone so old would be more content with letting OTHERS do their intelligence work for them." Moving over to the long, narrow desk that sits near the window, Niro plops down into a very comfortable leather chair. His quick glance around the room takes in the floor-to-ceiling shelving, the rich maroon carpeting, and the oak paneling that covers nearly every surface. Apparently, the years have been good to Vriseya since they last met. While the room had been described to him as a simple meeting room, it was more in keeping with a rich lord's main hall and compared well with the grand hall downstairs. "Hmm... It will probably be a while before she returns. I suppose I can use the time. This office," a grin crosses his face as he considers the massive understatement, "will do nicely. Hopefully, no one will disturb me for a while..." Reaching into one of the pockets on the outside of his robe, Niro pulls out a roll of paper just under five feet in length. Unrolling it on the desk's surface, Niro places stones around the corners and studies his painstakingly constructed map of the cosmos. While incomplete -- an infinite cosmos is difficult to map -- his model of the main spheres and a couple of the more prominent alternate planes is still one of the most detailed maps ever assembled. Pulling out a candle from another pocket in his robe, Niro uses the lit oil lamp on the desk to catch the scented candle's wick. As the smell of saffron begins to fill the air, Niro looks around for some kind of holder. Not seeing anything, he shrugs and then grins to himself. Vriseya is going to kill him for marking the desk... Once the candle is burning well, he drops some of the wax that has already melted onto the sparkling clean surface of the oak table. After waiting for the wax to cool for a moment, he sticks the base of the candle into the semi-hardened wax, creating his own makeshift candlestand. Satisfied that the candle won't move, he concentrates on the purity of the flame. Niro rapdily slips into a meditative state. Reaching out with his mind to embrace the planar spheres -- and more importantly to his research, the gaps between them -- Niro relaxes once more into the void and waits for his former mistress to return from her flight of fancy.</blockquote>

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