Recognition of the Undertaking
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:44:50 GMT -8
In room play between Kieran Kaliba, Trent Kaliba, Angelique Xodus Dravidian, Lilwen Nickleby 11-23-18)
Trent did not feel his ears burning, so great was the heat of the last remaining magma flow that reached the surface. He stood on a platform of black stone- splintered in places where a ghostly blue radiance pulsed with the heartbeat of the earth. This place, was his. Blessed by Lady Grey- forged by his own hands and the endless power of the Far Realm. Ancient evils, elder evils- the Great Old Ones they had lent their power here. for their own inscrutable purpose, and Trent who knew the depths of Oblivion down to the inch- guided the investment.
The walls of the great city loomed in the distance- forged of volcanic stone harder than any mundane wall and reinforced with Aetherium. The very walls were magic, a physical and metaphysical barrier studded with sharp spires that housed watchtowers. The great gate was of heavy alloy- adamantine forged by the dueregar, The Twisted depraved cousins of Noble Dwarves.
Beyond those walls, the world was not without form, hills and grassy knolls, jungle, and not far- a stretch of beautiful black sand beaches. But buildings? None. Only platforms that ran deep into the molten metals, magma, and pure raw magic that responded to him as architect, builder, artist. He sculpted the city as if from clay- these efforts draining deep the reservoirs of strength. Today he shaped the underground- giving new passages to the Dueregar who inhabited broken mountains within his domain. Giving a new passage, to a place he knew his Enamorata would adore.
This place, a city on the surface- as a place inspired by his son, by the Black, and by the ruthless nature of an uncaring world. The city would need to be prepared for his spire, and as such as he shaped it- he lost himself in the work, in the heat despite the autumn chill elsewhere in the world.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:45:24 GMT -8
From the molten slow burning bright red Angelique arose, its glowing liquid death dripping from her to reveal first the long pale wealth of abundant waves and the ethereal beauty of her fair features, down the thin silks that seemed to dance by their own forces about her feminine form to pool amidst the volcanic ash and fire at her bared feet. She regarded him then for a long moment as she was in full view, hint of a welcoming smile upon her features that so rarly held any expression
The energy that had drawn her attention was more palpable here at such close proximity and she recognized it as an old friend though the vessel was much changed. The work here she knew well, it would not have escaped her notice as did not the child, the boy still quite young though growing so rapidly in all things. The moment had atlast come for her to gain a closer look at the things to come, and become aquainted with the new vessel, new and final it would seem
"It is beautiful" a simple begining, a truth.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:45:45 GMT -8
Kieran toyed at a distance with a serpent who was coiled around the mythril staff he often carried- half toy- half tool. The young boy looked at the emerging demon, and while his face often was stoic- cold. It canted to the right in interest, even as his father continued to channel unfathamable power. Kieran took a few steps closer, and climbed on the platform- unable to make it in a single step. He tugged on his father's trousers mutely, lips parting in urgent but silent demand.
" Yes, Son. I sensed her beneath the magma flow. " Trent said, eyes opening- cutting side long at Angelique. His lips turned up in the smallest smirk of recognition before drifting in a quick moment up and down her form before lturning to face his son.
" Kieran, this is Angelique. She is...like you. Like me. But different." It was an odd way to explain someones presence and composition. But Kieran seemed to understand, nodding at the idea presented. He didn't smile, but his eyes did meet the demon demigoddess and he took a step towards her and away from his father.
" Hello, Angelique. " The young boy said, and did not bow- but nodded deeply, a comrpomise given by those who did not bow for reasons myriad. " Why did you-" The boy started before his father interupted.
"Don't be rude. Be patient with those who come calling. No need to ask everything at once." he said, a fuller smile coming to his face. " To what do we owe the pleasure?"
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:46:20 GMT -8
There were rare few things that she found sentiment within the mortal realm but this seemed one amonth them. Angelique acknowleged the little Kaliba now as he took notice of her and aproached. He would feel it with each step, a power as old as the metals that were being manipulated by his father, nearly as old as the lands themselves... the darkness, so complete, so exquisite in its make and measure that it was without begining or end... not evil, not an entinty that filled her but could come or go as it willed but a being borne from the fount of the origin of darkness. The young one would be facinated at the least and smitten at the greatest as might a child with a lovely shiney thing he musent play with, though she did not open her powers to influence her very presence was seductive on all levels from the most innocent to the most debase of desires she brought them out in those in her proximity. To the little one she would appear a golden goddess amid the flames, to the Man, the father perhaps something more primal... though either way she was not here to seduce either of them
She held out a hand to Kieran as if in greeting, perhaps if he might like to take it as a gentleman would or perhaps simply touch her out of curiousity as she spoke to Trent in response, looking from the young one to the man and back again as if not wishing to exclude either in the conversation "I have heard of your great undertaking here, I have felt the shift for some time and your vision is one that I desire greatly to see to come to fruition.... I too have heard such lovely things of your son, I have been waiting to meet him for some time, I thought this evening felt like the correct moment."
She directed her gaze to Kieran then and lowered her form with a measure of grace no mortal could obtain, and at his eye level she reprashed her words for him "Many tales of you have reached me, the underworld is quite curious of you and I wished to welome you to the world when you could understand the words for yourself, when you had gained an understanding of all this... and so you have."
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:46:47 GMT -8
" You've not changed your royal affectations, have you?" Trent said with a familiarity one could assert with a character he had read the story off, as if she was some great fiction ripped off the page. He had seen ancient things among the multiverse. Mastered them. While this one was stubborn, drunk on presence- she was not so unique to cause his pulse to quicken.
Yet.
He wondered idly what Milhin would think of her presentation- sweet as it was. "Your praise is appreciated, Angelique. You knew my father, and my brother. " He said with a small chuckle. Milhin and her had that in common- didn't they? What was it with demons and Kaliba men? He wondered for a moment if Raylinn was one in secret.
" I thank you for coming to see me, and my son. Your hopes and desire remind me the importance of this undertaking. You've certainly picked a good moment.. at random as well." Trent was imperceptible to divination, but he could not mask the shift of power here. The woman had taken a risk in coming. As such, he afforded her further attention.
Kieran took the woman's hand, and the potent power within the boy resonated, something the child did not notice- but she would feel as her bones vibrated in sympathetic resonance. It was a quaking power that one felt in abdomen before it spread like shockwaves of something utterly taboo. His eyes lingered for a long moment, and Kieran spoke- his gaze unashamed and bold meeting her eyes. Today, his eyes were blue. Tomorrow who knew. His words were those of a child, yes. Even if they held an odd gravity.
" Your hair is very pretty."
Kieran released the woman's hand after holding it for a moment- but he didn't kiss it. That seemed.... coarse. Also girls are gross. The little prince of darkness backed a way a single step and gave up on posture, leaning on the diminutive magician's staff his 'aunt Lilwen' had provided him.
" The underworld talks about me?" He asked, as the serpent form earlier slithered up and positioned itself not far from the boy's staff.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:47:11 GMT -8
"And you My dear, are quite beyond the measure of your years already." before their hands released one from the other she took his small hand in her own and covered it for an instant with her other and meeting his sharp blue gaze she spoke to him words that might stay will him for his lives to come "As you grow so to will the gifts you possess, none yet hold the full meaure of what you shall be and many will fear it and you but the mortal world is controlled by such fears, be not of it Kieran nor anything that requires it to hold their power" She leaned forward and kissed his forehead and with that act he had recieved the blessing from the fount of darkness
*Arising as she released him and blessed him she looked back to Trent and spoke of his words. "I did. Both and well. The Kaliba are remembered by their true nature not the tales of present day. Your great work here, it must continue and must succeed. You seem nearing the finish and many are pleased with the labors you edure. Should the need arise I am but a word away, a name..."
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:49:11 GMT -8
" My son and I, will hold you to that." He said putting his hand amidst the stray tresses of his hair and running through it with playful affection. The boy smiled, keened into the touch- but Kieran's eyes did not leave the demon demigoddess.
" Consider yourself welcome within this city when the time comes. Our families need not be at odds nor half as distant as they have become. My Father would control power but lack the volition to use it. You'll find I let such things run free, and that which is had- is encouraged to use. As they have said, Do as thou wilt." Trent gave Angelique a smile that seemed devoid of guile.
Kieran pondered the words said by her and by his Father. The Blessing of the 'Fount' was similar to that of being held by the Lady Grey. His awareness increased, his power grew- as if he fed upon the darkness of those who came before him.
" Yes. " Kieran said, interjecting in the pause. " Come and visit me. Lots. Do you have kids?"
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:49:49 GMT -8
She nodded in agreement and acknowledgment to Trents words and spoke as much
"The time for being at any odds is at and end, any reason once borne has turned to ash. As you forge this new path so too should ours be reforged and to that end I have something to ask of you Trent."
Looking back down to Kieran has he asked the question and made the request she responded to him and all at once shared with Trent what she desired
" I have yes, children. A son, My first borne, he was called World Ender by many, but to me he was simply Dae... And my youngest, Evangaline, my daughter... She is much like you but unlike you she was not allowed to grow with her powers and it has been to her disadvantage.... She requires a great teacher, one who understands the kind of powers she has not yet learned to weild and control."
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:50:10 GMT -8
" There exists no better wizard than I. " he said without an air of bravado, but earnest fact. Even Valerian may at this point be his equal and not his better. "That said, I am no simple trainer of demons. Do not mistake it as unwillingness, but I wish to be clear. This Evangeline....you speak of. I could be persuaded to take her as a student. My Apprentice, Lilwen would be well served seeing another learn where she once began her studies."
Trent mused on the idea, his hand resting for a moment at the curve of his chin. Meanwhile, the -was- wasn't lost on the astute boy. He didn't ask a further question. Instead, he glanced at the snake and then to his father when she mentioned, Wen.
" Is Wen coming today?" He asked his father, currently distracted at the mention of his "aunt." Trent replied with a nod.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:50:33 GMT -8
"I am glad to hear it Trent... my daughter is no simple demon. She is the progeny of a god and a demi god and only half demon by her fathers line. I have made attempts but she has a block up, a wall that her stubborn nature will not allow me passed. I have been told you have the reputation of being a great teacher. I hope you consider my child to be placed in your tutilage, she is precious to me and I wish to see her reclaim what I withheld"
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:50:47 GMT -8
"Your Wen is already here," piped up Trent's Apprentice, taking the final step above the rise before deftly picking her way down to join the others. She flashed a small smile at Trent, dipped her head at his female company, and then crouched down to greet Kieran with a fond hug...but not a kiss, because girls were gross.
"Hey, kiddo. Who's your buddy?" she asked, grinning a bit as she dipped her head towards the serpent.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:51:11 GMT -8
" The restoration of that which parents hold back... is much of my motivation these days." He said with a brief nod. " As for the 'simple' comment, I was referring that my expertise may not fully translate to her abilities. As for her lineage, with you- this is no concern." He said waving his hand dismissive at any concern to that.
He gave Lilwen a smile and a brief touch upon her shoulder. " This is Angelique, Daughter of the Ancient Dark God, Exodus and the Valkyrie Sorshonna. " He introduced her, before doing the same. " This is Lilwen Nickleby- granddaughter of one of the divine hosts of Tyran's many deific restructurings.." he said almost diplomatically.
Kieran didn't care about the introductions but did give Lilwen a tight squeeze. " That's Oscar. He's a snake. Showed up here. Keeps following me around." He said almost dismissively, to which the snake did not respond. The serpent didn't even move at Lilwen's approaching hand- so firm was Kieran's sway upon those the dark held dominion.
" Isn't her hair pretty?" Kieran said a little low in volume, jerking his head towards the demigoddess.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:51:42 GMT -8
It was a strrange thing, the assumption of demon. If you were darkness you were demonic.... demon. It was a common misconception. She could not begruge the people their need to place labels that led to their own understanding of a thing that was difficult to understand but in moments like this she felt it was needed to clarify as she respected Trent a great deal otherwise she would not have come. She enjoyed his work and his vision and now she found herelf very much drawn to his son who reminded her so much of her own
*The thought reminded her of something else and she took the instant to lift her right hand and speak a single word and from that instant another form appeared, ash and ember collecting to perch upon her awaiting hand. The phoenix, a young one at that was a breathtaking sight with radiant plumage tipped in active flame. It looked expectantly upon Angelique as if awaiting its life task to be given. "You will be able to achieve more progress regardess than I have been able to at present. Perhaps enough so that she may understand enough to allow me to once more show her the measure of what she holds within"
Her attention moved to Wen and she gave a soft nod of recognition and smiled breifly when Kieran welcomed the woman to his company
"You will think on the matter and send word when you have decided?" She asked as she met Trents gaze.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:52:15 GMT -8
Trent shook his head. "I need no time. I'll accept her as a student." he said with something resembling a sentimental expression. " A parent who wants the best for their children. That is someone I can honor the request of. As you bless my child, perhaps I can bless yours. Send her along when the city is raised. I will ensure she is taken care of and taught as my time allows."
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:52:45 GMT -8
"Hello Oscar," Lilwen intoned, lips twitching at the boy's casual acceptance of the evidence of his own immense power. She stood, not wanting to appear disrespectful. Trent would understand, the woman may not. With a hand still affectionately resting on Kieran's shoulder, she offered Angelique a wider smile before the boy drew her attention back to him again. "Yes," she agreed, speaking in the same lowered tone. "It is very pretty. But not as pretty as yours," she added, ruffling Kieran's pale, wild locks.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:54:12 GMT -8
Angelique offered another soft nod to his word. She was clearly pleased. "I shall do so.... and before I fail to do so, I have something for you. Typically I enjoy gifting a hellhound but I am told you have one already and so... I bring you a Phoenix. Born of fire and without the means for death to ever claim it, he will be borne and reborne so long as you. A faithful companion. He is yours." She held out her hand and the phoenix looked to Kieran as if commiting him to memory and then left his perch of Angeliques hand to fly to Kierans shoulder.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:54:36 GMT -8
" I dunno." He questioned in evident doubt of this premise. Girls were gross, but they did have nice hair. Except for his Dad. His dad had some pretty nice hair. That was weird. His dad's hair was pretty girly. The logic of 'gross' and girly, was beginnng to fall apart.
Kieran's attention went to the newest pet- one of blazing fire and heat. The fire didn't burn Kieran, didn't even seem to touch his clothing. Perhaps that was due to his father's design. " Thank you, Miss Angelique." he said with obvious appreciation, a bit mystified with the burning bird that was no consumed.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 15:54:53 GMT -8
Lil chuckled at the look on Kieran's face. "Maybe he'll enjoy flying with Phaen. I bet the lightning wouldn't hurt him. You'll have to find out what his name is, too."
She again smiled at the woman. "It is nice to meet you, madam. I apologize if my arrival interrupted your visit."
Compared to Angelique, Lilwen was much less intense. At least when it came to appearance. Black hair, straight, kept cut just beneath the shoulders. She wore a belted tunic and fitted trousers, and boots that had seen their share of "interesting times." Lil's signature colors were black and a dark green the same shade as her eyes. Magically, she was immensely gifted, powerful with a great deal of yet unrealized potential - perhaps helping explain why she was Trent's Apprentice. That, and the obvious signs of a quick, eager mind, and gifted intelligence.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:01:49 GMT -8
"Ofcourse. Treat him well and he will never fail you, I shall see you again soon to visit as you ask, and perhaps you shall meet my daughter then." *To Wen she smiled at her words. "Think not of it, I was unexpected and am pleased to meet one of Trents students, the child favors you, that alone would be enough to desire you well in your path" *to Trent she gave a faint nod as to Wen. "Until then" *She took her leave then, the flames moving up to greet her and seeming to consume her for just an instant before she was simply gone.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:10:09 GMT -8
Lilwen's posture deflated a notch when Angelique left, barely noticeable to most. Trent, as ever, was an exception. It had nothing to do with the woman. She was dealing with internal issues, which made nearly every action without more of a burden. Now that they were alone, she could let down her guard.
She laid a hand over Trent's at her cheek and closed her eyes, leaning into his touch. Only for a moment; she was not weak. After that indulgent moment, she dropped her hand, opened her eyes, and gave Trent a small smile. "Not more pressing than ensuring your family's safety. If you feel we need to bring the Spire then let us see to it. We can discuss my troubles afterward. The two are not unrelated."
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:10:50 GMT -8
" I would have you tell me now, as opposed to later. After the Spire is moved, I will need to sleep." He said with some gravity, as he stepped off the platform and gestured to the rise where the Spire would sit. A plateau stretched out from the shattered mountain filled with peaks and crags. upon that plataue, he'd already prepared a plunging chasm in which the roots of the spire would go working far beneath the surface. The Spire itself, would rise from that foundation, overseeing the city below.
He began to walk to that location, deliberately slow as they could talk.
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:12:33 GMT -8
Lil nodded, acknowledging and bowing to his preference as she stepped alongside him. "There are two, and one will need wait, because I'm not finished fully processing all that." He knew how her mind worked, and her emotions. The two were always deeply entwined. "The other... I just left from a meeting with Elyn. She made it obvious she suspects you of something involving an artifact she called the Quintessence. From context, the artifact seems to be something Reign created, a literal piece of the Web."
Her brow furrowed as she got to the meat of her trouble. "It was odd, because Elyn was obvious about it. She brought up the subject immediately, leading with asking how I would feel if I found out you'd done something that went against my values. She even tried to soften the question by adding that she knew what it was like to care for someone so much you overlooked their flaws. Giving me a moral out, I guess? I tried to answer that honestly, but she was...judgmental. Immediately so. Like...she was righteously disappointed. In me. But...because of you?"
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:13:01 GMT -8
" If she's knows of the web, Reign either told her...or, more likely- She glimpsed it herself. The Web is not meant for mortal eyes. It shows imperfect glimpses of the future. It is more than singular divination, finding the answer to a single question- or prediciting an omen. It shows possibility, probabiliy... all in such complicated arrays, that no one who glimpses it stays sane for long. I prefer my mind to do the work. Precognition is not the web. The web, is thinking you can know 'everything' true, false, and in between. "
He shook his head, evident pity marring his countenance. "What it has done to your grandmother is something Reign has struggled greatly to mitigate. It does not surprise me he attempted to use the web, a piece of it, however small. He no doubt sought to understand it."
" Elyn's duplicity is to entrap me. To think I would pursue this Quintessence as she calls it. I was aware of it's anomalous existence. The Temple is a place I am infinitely familiar... especially as it pertains to my brother. He would never share such a dangerous thing with Elyn intentionally. Or...more to the point, he would've never done it as it appears it happened. She glimpsed the potential future the Quintessence showed her. Not understanding how it works- she has no doubt carried this vision with her. Does so even now."
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:13:19 GMT -8
Lilwen listened, nodding occasionally. "Yes, she mentioned some veiled threat you gave. I tried to give her a different perspective. But it was like her mind was already made up. I couldn't get her to see that all of us are very capable of great and terrible things. Even her. I... I think she's about to do a great and terrible thing, Trent. She said events felt like fate... But couldn't see she was only going right along with whatever Web-trap destiny had been weaved for her."
She bit her bottom lip and looked away. The next was much harder to say. "This is foolish, but... I'm hurt that she came at me like that. First with innuendos and false concern. Using me, to entrap you. Being upset at me...it was just a moral necessity of hers, an easy step that raised her justifications for being suspicious of you. If Reign set her to this... My grandmother's lover, my friend, both found it very easy to use me as a stepping stool. That's what I am to them."
Emotion clogged her throat and blurred her eyes. Stupid, foolish things - emotions. "I suspected it, of course. It isn't a surprise. It is silly, but it does hurt."
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:13:44 GMT -8
" If you set yourself to it- you will find slights everywhere, and next to them- enemies." he said as he glanced to his apprentice before motioning Kieran to keep up.
" Reign did not put her to this. No. I'd wager he would consider his daughter's actions enough to prompt me to action. My threat was not veiled. I told both your grandmother and Reign that it was best they sit out any dances between me and New Arisalon. If they didn't... I would take everything they've built and twist it till snaps, not limited to your grandmothers tenuous sanity."
Trent said this with a tone that was almost matter of fact.
Then came the emotion, a look of profound disappointment at his action. " I begged them, not threatened them. There time has passed. They can bury the past. Or I can bury them. Then.... Lilwen, I did what anyone should do when delivering a message. I showed I was telling the truth. The display was enough to remind both of them, that we are the future..... whether they like it or not."
" In the end, that is what this is. A world full of timeless immortals. People who seem to need to die three times for it to take. We cannot wait for them to build a world for us. For our children."
" Your friend, did not intend to hurt you, my sweet Lilwen. She only practices at a game she will need to learn how to play better. Whomever does have the Quintessence is manipulating her. Whatever it showed her, this new player knows as well."
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gender: Male
status: offline
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Race: Arisalonian
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:14:17 GMT -8
Lilwen looked at Trent while he spoke, and she became even more his. He gave her an explanation she didn't ask for. Gave. And it was a gift. A much appreciated one. She reached out to touch his arm, briefly pausing their walk. "Trent, you don't have to justify yourself or your actions to me. You're doing everything you can for your family. You did everything in your power to show both Reign and Shelzi why they need to stay out of the way of whatever you may have to do. I understand, and I'm grateful for it."
Honesty. It's what Elyn didn't give her, and didn't honor when it was given. Trent deserved it. "I trust you, Trent. My family, yours... None of us are normal. Our lives are rarely simple. You're willing to do the hard things others couldn't, and everything you do benefits those you care about. It says all I need it to about who and what you are. I'm here. I'm yours. I'll help you as much as I'm able."
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status: offline
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Race: Arisalonian
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Age: Appears to be in his early to mid twenties, and maintains peak physical youth as if he remains in his prime.
Clan/Family: House Kaliba
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:14:55 GMT -8
Today, Trent was forgiving. Today he understood the fear his niece felt. But it did resolve the tnesion of what he may need to do. Whomever had the Quintessence was a variable he could not continue to abide. It had been short sighted of him not to ensure no one took it from the Temple. His desire to study it had stayed his hand from destroying it, also it helped knowing its limitation.
Now it was in position to corrupt not only his plans, but people he had concern for. He'd need to proceed carefully, but not directly. His role in planting the city would not allow him much involvement. " I know of your loyalty. Know that it is fully reciprocated."
He tilted his head towards Lilwen. " This Quintessence fiasco. Can I trust you to study it with supervision when and if you acquire it?"
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Race: Arisalonian
Gender: Male
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:17:48 GMT -8
It was a fair question. One she'd wanted Elyn to ask herself before she continued down the path she was going. "Yes," she answered. Confident in it. Lilwen didn't believe herself arrogant, but she'd already wielded great power. She'd been cautious, and because she was cautious, she'd survived. Handling the Quintessence would be done the same.
More important, to her, was the great show of trust. Her family history with the Web would have been validation enough for wariness. But Trent judged her on who she was as a person. As he'd said - it was reciprocated. It was all she could ask for.
"If Elyn learns of my interest, she may act out. She'll assume I am working for you, and she believes you are, in her exact words, 'the wrong hands.' I'm willing to deal with that, and operate with stealth until it stops being efficient. I already have enough information to get started - I saw what books she was reading. Armor and sigils... Not sure if that involved the Quintessence or if it was about attempting to prove your involvement."
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status: offline
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Race: Arisalonian
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Age: Appears to be in his early to mid twenties, and maintains peak physical youth as if he remains in his prime.
Clan/Family: House Kaliba
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:18:09 GMT -8
" As this unfolds, represent our interests," he said as he put his hand upon her shoulder. " I would imagine that something, somewhere has already begun. The forces of the Xenothrin earlier this week, rallied to protect a close village to their border. The Dravidian aided, as well as the Fae. Those in the region encountered an oddly prescient military strike, a smash and grab of a very significant amount of food. The Fae forces were handed a very decisive defeat even in the rescue of the village. "
" I'm curious to see how an armed force would inflict so much damage against the land's more elite forces. From what I heard, young men and women fought like seasoned veterans. The commander seeming to have considerable tactical acumen. Sounds suspicious- and witnesses speak of a man in black armor- surrounded by some kind of dark nebulous smoke or energy."
" Curious that a unique armor is employed by a man whose identity seems blocked by the armor or some other glamour. It is safe to say that this is a lead that if shared with Elyn- would regain her trust and allow you some ability to move openly. Or....you can get a head start on her."
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Race: Arisalonian
Gender: Male
Age: Appears to be in his early to mid twenties, and maintains peak physical youth as if he remains in his prime.
Clan/Family: House Kaliba
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Post by Trent Kaliba on Nov 24, 2018 16:20:26 GMT -8
A tiny black butterfly flitted up through a slender fissure that split the ground, perfectly camouflaged in the darkness of night. Ultraviolet light consumed the butterfly and glowed with intensity as the insect grew in size and shape, taking on the diminutive female figure of Milhin LeNoir.
The fiery glow cast by the nearby magma flows cast eerie illumination upon the alabaster perfection of her skin. A stark contrast to the ebon lace of the gown that clinged to her body. In such light, the violet hue of her eyes glinted with crimson reflection. Truly, this atmosphere suited her very well.
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welcome
Tyrannights is a free-form play by post RPG with a medieval fantasy setting. It was formed in 1997 by Shawn and Doreen with many different owners and versions over the years. Its current version is Tyran: Tales of Legends owned by Sinead and Laelia.
Tales of Legends is world and character building focused with and original setting. There are no forced character aps or registration, so come stay in Wendy's Tavern for a drink. Have you character serve one of two Tyran gods. Rule a city of your own, or serve Tyran's Queen. There are limitless possibilities for your character's story... so what are you waiting for?
Tyran is PG 13 and LGBT friendly.
site updates (dd/mm/yy)
13/11/18 - THERE ARE NEW GODS! please check out the temple folders for more details!
29/11/18 - Both temples have staff positions open for those interested in joining the temples
29/11/18 - We are currently editing our achievements and adding more! Please be patient as we fix this.
current events
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Joshua
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credits
Tyrannights/VampPub was originally created by Shawn and Doreen. Tyran: Tales of Legends remake is currently owned by Sinead and Laelia Content is copyrighted to Tyran unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney.
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