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 Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 12:11 am
The powerful warriors of the ash-land tribe, under the rule of the slave king, has finally managed to defeat and control all the other kingdoms in the ash-lands. Now the kingdoms that lie around the ash-lands are seeing the powerful new threat that marches across the ash deserts and onto the green grass of there empires.
The blood covered footsteps of these warriors will not stop until they reach the heart of heaven itself and there is only one way to ensure a kingdom remains standing ounce they pass by......a truce bound by the oldest of methods.....through marriage.
Tyran, the general and heir to the powerful kingdom, as the tradition of his lands dictate has traveled all the way from the capital to the city steps that his wife lived. He was to go there, and prove himself worthy of her marriage and complete the truce, or leave a failure and honor himself by never waging war against the country without provocation.
In the end the elven country is safe so long as they do not break the promise they made, but will the princess want to marry this brute? Will she perhaps try and find a way to make him fail his quest to romance her and prove his might?
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 12:21 am
GN: Alede
CN: Princess Selene
Age: 400 (looks to be in early twenties)
Height: 5'7
Weight: 115
Bio: Although she is the princess, she does not act it. Her life consists of her going outside the palace walls and helping those in need. She has always known that her marriage would be arranged for her, but not to this man who was traveling all the way to her home. She always thought it would be another elf.
Other: She is not happy to be marrying this man who is not of the elven community. She keeps her feelings to herself so that she may meet this man and judge him for herself.
Appearance: 
GN: Alede
CN: Don
Age: 405 (looks to be in early twenties)
Height: 5'8
Weight: 145
Bio: Cousin of Selene. He has always watched out for her and is concerned about this marriage. He is not sure if it is a good idea. All he wants is for his cousin to be safe and to be happy.
Other: He was going to marry Selene's best friend
Appearance:
GN: Alede
CN: Clara
Age: 398 (late teens, early twenties)
Height: 5'6
Weight: 110
Bio: Best friend of Selene. She went missing many years ago and nobody has heard from her.
Other: She was going to marry Don, Selene's cousin
Appearance:
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 12:27 am
Selene sat at the edge of the pond, her fingers trailing over the top of the water. It was a beautiful day out, but then most days were beautiful to her. How could one not enjoy the outdoors? Not enjoy what all the earth provided for them?
She hummed softly to herself, closing her eyes as she basked in the sunlight. Her eyes opened slowly as she glanced over her shoulder, looking to the boy who tended to the garden. A soft smile touched Selene's lips as she watched him. He took such care in taking care of the beautiful flowers that surrounded them.
With a sigh, Selene stood up and brushed the dirt off of her clothes. The time was almost upon her. The time when she would meet her future husband to be. She did not know much about him other than that he was a great warrior, and that he was not of the elves. Selene shook her head as she walked slowly out of the gardens and towards the castle gates.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 12:43 am
Tyran:
He was jogging along the forest trees, the dense aura of green surrounding him as he galloped past with his long heavy stride. leaving large heavy dints in the forest floor below him he continued his paced run. His powerful armor glistened in the light, well the parts not covered in dirt that is. He had been traveling at this pace for days only stopping to sleep or hunt. He had a wolf slung over his back, a prize he planned to give to his princess when he found her. He had seen the massive beast hunting around his camp and decided that it would be a brilliant way to show his strength by killing it for her.
He was mid stride when the trees broke away and he stood amongst a clearing, a large castle only 100 or so meters from him, as if guarded by the forest herself. The castle was unlike the ones he had seen, the castles of his lands were often built into the mountains themselves, he couldnt help but admire whoever may have built this place.
He began to work up to the castle, seeing various villagers swarm and avoid him......they were small...much smaller then he had expected. several would be warriors came up to him but they were either told of his arrival or were to afraid to stand against the 7 foot armor and weapon clad powerhouse that he was. it was only when he stood at the gates of the castle that they would not move.
"Out of my way....im here to speak to your king" Tyran said in his naturally booming voice.
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profitofrage Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 12:49 am
Selene was at the gates when she heard the booming voice from the other side. She closed her eyes for a moment as she took a deep breath. She wasn't for sure, but she believed the one who spoke was the man she was being forced to marry.
As Selene opened her eyes she looked to the guards and nodded to them. She took a step back as they moved to open the gates. Her delicate hands were clasped in front of her as the gates slowly swung inwards.
A light breeze went past her, swirling her dress around her legs to reveal her bare feet. Her long blond hair danced around lightly.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 1:10 am
Tyran:
He was getting impatient, the small pathetic warriors didnt even know how to keep there ground properly, he could have smashed through them almost effortlessly, however then the gates began to undo and open. He stood back and watched as the small intricate mechanical levers and such moved and clicked slowly opening the gates before him.
Then he saw through, a princess stood before him, laced in beautiful clothes and and standing barefoot and in a proud and proper stance. Thats when he noticed her ears...SHE WAS AN ELF!.
He quickly looked around and realized that all the villagers he had ignored were to elven...he wasnt sure what to do....had he arrived in the wrong place?
he looked back and dropped to one knee double checking the directions in his mind and coming to the conclusion that he was indeed in the right place.
"Hello.........i am Tyran Five kings.....i am here.....to meet your king....and win the hand of a princess in marriage to suit my fathers truce with this nation....beg your soldiers part out of my way for i do not have the patience for them. He said standing up ounce more.
he looked back at the short, in comparison to him and the women of his land, yet beautiful princess. "sacred vassal....be you the one i am arranged to marry?" he said taking off his large concealing helmet to show a face littered with scars and long dark hair.
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profitofrage Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 1:18 am
Selene listened carefully as the man spoke. He was a very large man. She had to tilt her head back to look up at him. As he took of his helmet she continued to look at him, taking in the scars and the long black hair.
Her hands moved lightly through the air in a dismissing manner. "Sirs, move out of this kind gentleman's way," Selene said softly, her voice soft and musical. Her eyes did not leave his face.
"Welcome Tyran Five Kings--I am Princess Selene, and to answer your question---yes, I am the one you are arranged to marry."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:13 pm
Tyran:
he listened to her as she spoke, even her voice sounded clearly elvish....it made him uncomfortable being in such a different place.
However he decided to try and ignore the fact he was in elvish lands and instead continued with his plans. He walked up to her his thick metal boots banging on the ground and he knealed closer to her placing the wolf he had slain before her.
"i slew this large beast as an offering for you, sacred Vessal hopefully this gift is to your liking"
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profitofrage Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:47 pm
Selene looked down as he knelt before her, presenting the slain wolf. A small smile graced her lips as she too knelt and touched the wolf's soft fur, her fingers playing with it.
"I thank you---this is a fine gift indeed. Tonight it will be prepared with the rest of the feast and its fur used for other things." She turned her gaze to the man before her.
"Why don't you come on in, clean up and rest? I am sure that you do need to recuperate from your long journey."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:57 pm
Tyran:
He let a smile crawl across his face as he stood up again to his full height.
He was glad she had liked his gift, it hadnt cost him to much effort to slay the large beast, he had simply waited for it to lunge at him and then grab it, crushing its throat with his bare hands. He accepted to offer to come inside, however he did not need the rest however tired he was. He had been like all ash-land warriors trained to persevere through pain hardship and fatigue.
"thank you for your hospitality, but i have no need to clean or rest...it is considered weak to clean grime or blood of armor and weapons...and i am the greatest warrior in my lands.....i need no rest" he said in an almost boastful tone.
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profitofrage Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 10:02 pm
Selene stood up with a slightly raised eyebrow. "I was told of your customs..but here, before you are allowed to enter the king's hall--you must clean yourself up." She waved her hand and one of the other elves came over. He picked up the wolf and began to walk away.
"We too value strength and ones ability to overcome hardship---but everyone needs cleanliness and rest. If you do not want to rest now, that is fine by me, but you still do need to clean up. My father will not see you otherwise."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 10:10 pm
Tyran:
His smile soon turned to a frown and he stood firmly and looked back to the exit of this place counting the guards present.
"in my kingdom.....i have little patience for pathetic games of polite manner....i am a warrior and as far as your concerned a diplomate to.....if your father will not see me as i am now....then he will see me as i am at a later date when i am burning your houses and crushing your walls beneath the quake of the armies i shall bring with me, all of us polluting your precious clean halls with blood of those freshly slain.....i mean no rudeness but i shall not go against a large part of my own culture just to preserve a small part of yours" he said seriously.
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profitofrage Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 10:18 pm
Selene listened to him silently, clasping her hands together. She smiled slightly. "I was hoping you would say that--stick to your culture, for I would not go against mine either." She turned away from him and began to walk away. Selene stopped and glanced over her shoulder at him.
With a slight wave of her hand she motioned for him to follow her. "Come--I will take you to my father then. I am sure that he will admire your dedication." She began to walk again without waiting for an answer.
As she walked down the halls several other elves passed by greeting her and giving small nods to Tyran.
A small elf child ran up to Selene. "Princess Selene! Micah took my doll and won't tell me where he put it! I want it back," the little girl's lips quivered as water pooled in her eyes.
"Poor Natasha," Selene said softly as she bent down and picked up the little girl, placing her on her hip. "First we will take this nice man to see my father, and then we will go and look for Micah, okay?"
Natasha glanced over Selene's shoulder at Tyran. "Okay," she said softly as her eyes remained glued to the large man. She smiled shyly at him.
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