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Post by boliko on Oct 20, 2009 12:30:59 GMT -6
Boliko glanced at the drow, looking her over... it took a moment to recognise the elf, but it was obviously the High Priestess, Azazealyn. However, what the king of Feriay didn't know wouldn't hurt him - after all, he wasn't here to help a war which was clearly wrong on both sides of the conflict. "Nope, she doesn't ring any bells," He said, hiding a small smile which the female drow would probbaly be able to see.
Slightly bemused at the fact that the forest elves were planning on kidnapping the drow, he narrowed his eyes.
"You do remember how this conflict started, right, Robin?" He asked coldy. It was quite possible he didn't - many ancestors had died before his time, probably more thirty (though it would have been more if it wasn't for the elve's long lifespan). The wizard wished that the drow and the surface elves would stop feuding and greet each other once again. This fighting was getting old, and boring.
And to think it was all over the colour of skin. Quite appalling, in the wizard's humble opinion. |
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Post by Robin 'Hood' Locksley on Oct 20, 2009 12:45:32 GMT -6
Boliko looked over the elf as he had done and said no. Robindidn't question the king any longer as he inspected the area around them. The area still had its chill with it from the spell given by the priestess. Only a few bodies remained, at least, in the little circle they happened to be in. He was unsure how many others died, or if any got away. Robin continued to walk around, not far from the king and priestess, but he wanted to inspect a near by body. It was a small boy he saw as he kneeled down. His skin was slightly charred by the fire, but most of his body seemed to be intacke. The cause of death apparently was a stabbing in the chest and silt by the throat. Robin glared as he stood back up and walked back towards his company.
The king's voice was cold, clearly not approving of what Robin might have done."Yes I do know Boliko, but do you think that the Drow won't stop attacking if I release her? This has nothing to do with the way she looks."Robin motioned with this hands for him to look at the remaining dead bodies."But I understand what you mean." With a fierceness in his eyes, Robin looked at the girl and then away. He could hear the branches and vines begin to release and soon she would run. Or maybe fight one of the kings. Robin had no idea but tried to calm his nerves. He even thought of apologizing to her, and maybe the Drows wouldn't be so hostile to the other elves if they were made friends, but he had to remember the massacre done here. How could Boliko forget these lost souls? |
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 20, 2009 12:57:50 GMT -6
Azazealyn watched the two, knowing exactly why the feud had started. She was surprised that the king had lied and that she had been released. It was something that registered on her face for a fraction of a second before disappearing, hidden behind a cool mask of aloofness that she possessed when she didn't know how to respond in certain situations.
This was certainly one of them. She fixed the old wizard with a narrowed gaze, certainly knowing who he was and what he was capable of. This certainly wasn't a good situation for her in any way. "Why did you say you do not know me?" she asked the king, curiosity filling her eyes as she kept her voice low so the elven king wouldn't overhear.
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Post by boliko on Oct 20, 2009 13:29:44 GMT -6
Obviously I didn't say who you were because he would have kidnapped you, either to kill you or demand something from your race, the elderly wizard said to the drow, telepathically, in her own language. Although he knew that it was unlikely that the king would be able to overhear them whispering together, he didn't want to risk a relationship fail between Temarra and Feriay. It would be a nuisance, and a waste. I suggest you leave, else he may change his mind.
Boliko then looked up, and smiled at the king of the forest elves. "Of course, I realise. But you must also realise that, because your race shunned them underground many years ago, you have turned the drow into the thing that you thought they were at the time," He said sadly, resting on his staff. This would probably lead to another confrontation between the elves, if the High Priestess didn't fly soon. |
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Post by Robin 'Hood' Locksley on Oct 20, 2009 19:02:12 GMT -6
There was the rustle of movement behind Robin as he moved off from those two. He was pretty confident that the priestess would't try to kill him, and even if she did, King Boliko would stop her. At least, he hoped. He dragged his feet against the dirty groundy, eyes scanning for things in the dark area. Giving a slight glance to the sky, Robin noticed that it seemed the moon was starting to go down, probably 4 or 5 in the morning. With a small whisper, the trees began to move to their natural spots, and Robin thanked them for their hard work. It was always nice to give thanks for help when it was given.
Robin then noticed that half circle he had created with the earthquake to stop the fire. Luckily it had worked, with the help of the dirt as well. Scanning the ground once more, Robin noticed that there was something shiny in the upgrounded dirt. He kneeled down and picked it up, only to noticed a gold entwined necklace, laced with enchanted vines, oddly undamaged from the fights taken place. He then walked back to the pair that still remained silent and showed Boliko this necklace."Do you know this necklace by any chance?" |
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 20, 2009 20:41:43 GMT -6
Azazealyn had decided she'd had more than enough and the coming dawn was pressing on her as it were. With the morning light, she would be weakened and hurt, so with a curt nod to the old man, she turned on a silent heel and made her way into the trees, heading back to the caves.
Her silhouette melted into the shadows perfectly, taking her leave while Robin was speaking to the old king. It was an hour's journey to the caves but from there she knew her way into the darkness. If the elven king really wanted to go after her, he could since she had to travel through the forest, but for now she was content to mutter under her breath about 'idiotic males'.
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Post by boliko on Oct 25, 2009 7:53:19 GMT -6
Boliko glanced at the necklace, after taking in the scene of carnage which the drow had caused. The war was futile on both sides, and yet it still continued. He sighed, before noticing tjhat the necklace was imbued with a faint Earth magic. "Hmm... that was probably one of the forest elve's possesions, it has a weak Earth enchantment on it," the wizard said, taking the neckalce and lifting it up to his face. It had a flawless emerald at the center of it, with many golden rings forming the main jewellery.
"It is not important, but I daresay you should keep it. It is useful in more ways than one; it enhances your Earth magic slightly, as well as showing evidence of the drow attack," he finished. He sent a slight wave of earth magic into the necklace, recharging it, before handing it back to the forest king. He sighed, leaning on his staff again, before feeling the drow priestess slip away. This was good; the king of Feriay wouldn't be able to change his mind. "So, Robin, other than this ongoing conflict, how have things been?" He asked, smiling kindly.
He waved a hand, and the ground beneath the corpses disappeared, allowing the corpses to fall in, before re-appearing; a quick, suitable grave for such a meaningless fight. Tombstones magically appeared above the graves, each clear except for a 'R.I.P' indentation near the top on each of them. |
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