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Post by Laelia Kaliba on Nov 16, 2017 18:59:23 GMT -8
Tyr had been busy most of the day but there was a task he had been overlooking for some time, it was now time to complete the task, meeting with the new queen. Tyr did not hide his form, he did not bring guards with him, neither did he offer himself in surrender, he didn't beat on the wards of the castle, he however did appear at her gates it was already dark so his effect of wiping out the light as he made his appearance was pointless, he simply was there, the gaurds would no doubt be put off by the sudden appearance of a Large Warlike Firgure appearing in the blink of an eye musclebound and tall a face hidden in a helmet two glowing red eyes staring them down he spoke only few words "Please Let the Queen know I've arrived for a visit"
The guards Tyr approached bowed respectfully. "I will inform Her Majesty." The guard who spoke turned sharply and moved off to do as he'd said. Tha palace had for the most part, completed construction, and now only aesthetic pieces remained to be implemented. But Laelia could only be in one of several areas, and so she was located quickly and informed of the looming colossus at the gate.
Laelia frowned. There was only one person it could be from the guards description of the godly aura and oppressive presence. "I will handle it." She said with a nod and strode towards the main doors, exiting from the castle proper and navigating through the courtyards until she reached the palace gate. At least he had done her the respect of waiting there.
They had never met face to face before and yet there was no doubt as to his identity. "You can open the gate." Laelia motioned to the guard nearest, who did so and allowed Tyr to enter.
"To what do I owe this meeting?" Laelia inquired with a raised brow. "Do gods typically invest their interests in politics?"
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Post by Laelia Kaliba on Nov 16, 2017 19:00:13 GMT -8
Tyr turned when he heard people approaching it had been a while since he looked at the Capital at such a view, he might make to remind himself to do it more often. His gaze fell on Laelia he shook his head a bit "Politics are for your Kind to Deal with, I've come to talk of the Deal previously made with Protea and that you would uphold her deal, as she has become indisposed, in fact he had the queens soul in his soul chamber no that he was in a hurry to do something with it. He entered "My interests alone are for the Capital, I will make sure it is protected by my power, so long as The Queen keep's to her affairs as I do my own, I also had a Ward a Man Named Damarius right now he stay's at Wendy's he was to stay at the castle and deal with any matters Regarding the Temple of Evil".
He Regarded Laelia before he might have attacked her on sight simply for the reason that he despised her, but despising someone and respecting them were two very different truths, he'd no doubt Laelia was one of the few in this land who could go toe to toe with him in a fight. He turned his gaze giving Laelia time to think on the previous deal and to adjust her demands for Tyr's renewed request "I've a question as well, what do you intend to do about Lineage?" he surmised "I know well enough you've got something lined up for your future in case of you're untimely demise or your Death by old age". He was curious "Kaliba are never so ill prepared, I doubt you do not have one".
The corner of her mouth quirked as she regarded Tyr. "I am not beholden to any deal made by Protea. And I see no need to make deals with gods. The people are free to worship as they wish. It is no business of mine, provided the law is upheld. I am ammenable to having a liason in the Capital to represent your temple." She said firmly, indomitable even before a god.
"My lineage has already been assured. My son, Zephyr, is 18 year old. His father was Mordred Vargo. He is twice-entitled to inherit this throne."
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Post by Laelia Kaliba on Nov 16, 2017 19:01:54 GMT -8
He smirked at Laelia "Very well then, should you however need me help in something Damarius is the guy to call". He would not Bicker about the deal she was stout in her beleifs "I do offer warnning though, as much you might think that putting Mordreds son on the throne is a good thing, you might find a lot of people disagree, a Country in unrest is not a safe place for a Monarch". He shrugged his shoulders "I will let my Envoy of Darkness know his position has been reinstated, if you prefer he can make accomodations outside of the castle, but I prefer he stay here, while I do not dabble in the Politcal side myself directly no doubt the Temples are usually pulled into the matters of there own accord, through my followers".
"There will be people who agree or disagree either way. That never changes. What matters is if a person is fit to rule. Lineage is just one factor in that equation. I do prefer that your envoy keep separate accommodations, however, he will be welcome to come and go from the palace as he pleases until I decide otherwise." Laelia offered a compromise. She didn't want representatives from either temple to be living in the palace. But she would allow them access to do their work.
Tyr held out his hand for her to shake "It is a deal then Queen Laelia" he wondered if she would shake, It was like Dealing with the Devil after all. "I wish you the best of luck in your work".
She would accept the hand and offer a firm handshake. After all, she purposely hadn't agreed to much of anything. And certainly nothing she wasn't prepared to uphold. Even the agreement to have an envoy come and go from the castle was made with the caveat 'until I decide otherwise'. Shrewd Laelia hadn't given up anything. "I imagine I'll need it. Good evening to you."
Tyr turned to make his exit indeed he did not gain much, but deals were not always to his benefit. He departed like he came heading back for his temple, No doubt Damarius Had his work cut out for him.
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