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Post by Ethonious » Thu Oct 01, 2020 2:52 am

Axil was left shortly in his new temporary home after separating from Elvia. The servant carrying his belongings had placed it on top of the bed, exiting the room quickly as fast as he went inside.

"Her Majesty Elvia will wish to speak to you in the morning. If you are in need of anything sire you can ring this handbell at anytime and one of our servants may be able to attend your call." a strict and discipline maid spoke out, gesturing to the bell as she spoke with such fluid and restrained motion.

"Rest well sire, I wish you a good night's rest." she spoke out, bowing her head before taking her leave, closing the door behind her gently.

Axil let out a sigh, that whole time he had tensed up with the sinister energy he could feel emitting from everyone. It seems like most if not everyone knew of his title. While he had long gave up taking jobs without regards to the targets, Axil had switched only to what could be considered as 'moral' hunts. Only those deserving of the blade were hunted.

Axil had approached and unpacked the rucksack of items stuffed inside the bag. Flipping the cover, the first item to introduce itself to a familiar face was that of a scarf in which he uses to hide his identity. Taking the price of fabric out from the bag made him wonder if perhaps switching to a mask may serve more complimentary. The next item was that of his garments and coat, rugged, yet light, and certainly fit to blend into dark places. The assassin had taken out a few more items, including an ornate wooden box with a decorative lock, which he was careful to set aside, placing it on the writing desk next to the window.

Once he had emptied the bag, the assassin had attended to his main tools; the twin Kamas which were hanging off the side of the empty bag, with both it's chains spooled neatly. Axil took the time to untie the tough cord keeping them on the bag, grabbing both by the chains. Axil had judge that using one of the pegs on the coa track was an appropriate storage for them. He hung them both, where they had swung in a pendulum for a short while before being still.

The increasingly fatigued hunter had began to attend to the rest of his things, neatly holding his clothes into the drawers, which by the time he was finished with, crashed into his bed, groaning and moaning softly.

Too much change had been happening in his nomadic career, though he could not decide if this would ultimately pay off ridding the curse, or perhaps controlling and mastering it.

"Perhaps a rest is needed..." he whispered to himself, lazily grabbing a pillow with his sluggish arms, pulling it towards his head, cuddling the pillow on his cheek, refreshed to feel the cool and soft sensation of a good resting place.

Eventually, his consciousness had started to melt into a deep sleep; the time for him to fall into slumber hadn't taken long at all.

The night fell still in his room, only the gentle cool breeze blowing into his room made the hint of noise.
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Post by Xylohem » Fri Oct 02, 2020 3:49 am

Pain struck deep in Elvia's temple as the ticking sound of a small clock in her room continued to chatter away. She had lost track of how long she had spoken with the Council. For most, their day had just begun. Yet her day had been quite long and overly full. Though this was normal, it still did not affect her reaction to the day as she peeled off her dress. Parking herself on an emerald cushioned gold chair Elvia looked into her mirror as she took off her earrings.

"You must cease discarding your dress so abrasively, My Lady." A groan rippled through her throat to her maid's words. "I say this as it was your mother who bought this for you." Tenderly Arlen tidied Elvia's mess as the Queen leaned against the cold metal of her chair.

"Must you speak so intelligently? My brain is burnt, and exhaustion is knocking at my door this very moment." The maid gave a light laugh as she released an exasperated sigh. "I could barely discuss a basic starting point." The memory of her most recent meeting with the Council swam through the Queen's mind. Unclipping her choker, Elvia took special care to place it tenderly in its special locked container before picking at the laces for her heels. Every moment she attempted to guide the conversation into the next steps the Council retracted to the point of Hunter being an assassin. She was honest, she didn't like it. However, going alone into such lands could prove more dangerous. And taking along a contingency of guards could mean war.

She held no doubt in an all-out war her kingdom would be victorious. Though it would be devastating, and many would lose their lives all due to prove she could remove the mark. Even though she had begun to question why she'd ever want to lose it.

A light shuffling sound shook Elvia from her thoughts as Arlen held forward a long nightgown. "If you intend to sleep in your chair, head bent over your makeup I am not going to clean up the mess if any of it spills over the floor. Or over you." Her words brought a light smile to Elvia's lips who allowed the older woman to assist her into the nightgown. Gently the maid then unbound her hair from the tight braids. In a full flood, Elvia's hair reached nearly to the small of her back where before it only reached the center of her back.

On shuffling feet, and with great assistance from Arlen, Elvia collapsed into her ruby canopy bed of silver silk sheets. Just as quickly as her head hit the cloud-soft feather pillows the Queen drifted into slumber.

As the Queen fell into sleep, Arlen cleaned a few more items quietly before closing the thin black-veiled canopy shut so the girl could rest in peace. However, before she left for the night there was one more item to deal with. Taking an apple from a saucer that sat on a small redwood table, the maid rolled the red fruit along the ground into the shadows below the bedposts. The silence was broken by the crunching of apple consumption. "Rest well." Glowing red eyes greeted the maid as she gave a terse nod to the being. She would never truly become accustomed to such a creature. But, it kept Elvia safe.

Leaving the rooms of the Queen as quietly as possible was simple as she had plenty of practice. Her eyes looked to the pair of guards that stood alert in the long hallway. After scanning them for a few moments, Arlen deemed her tasks done for the night and made her way to retire for the night.
Morning came all too suddenly. Magnificient curtains that had been ignored and closed during the night were now cast aside with gusto. Bright beams of light shot through stained glass and landed nearly perfectly on Elvia's sleeping face.

Groaning, she rolled to her other side as the canopy of her bed was pulled back. "My Lady, it is time to awake." The tender voice was of another maid. "Arlen must still be resting. Well, she did have a rough night..." Waving her hand to the maid Elvia struggled to prop herself up slightly. Her eyelids still felt heavy and as she struggled against them the maid's footsteps moved from Elvia's bedroom to one of the side rooms. A rush of water caught her ears for a moment. Elvia's body ached and the idea of a warm bath made her lips curl into a smile.

Rising from her bed, she stumbled to the sound of water being filled into her tub. The maid, upon her entering, quickly finished preparing the tub then set about helping the Queen from her nightclothes.

As Elvia slunk into her tub the warmth caused her eyes to open. Truly this was a fine start to a day, "Thank you, Melody." The maid's cheeks seemed to flush as she was called by name. With a quick curtsey, she attempted to dismiss herself yet Elvia rose her hand. "Is Hunter awake?"

"I am sorry, My Lady. I do not know."

Elvia smiled at the maid and nodded her head. "Have him wake, and make sure he bathes. The banquet hall in the dark palace will need to be made ready for our meal with the Council." With another curtsey, she left the bathing room to deliver the message. In the silence, Elvia absorbed as much of the peace as she could. The next few days, to years, would be quite the adventure.
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Post by Ethonious » Sat Oct 03, 2020 4:57 am

Perhaps you forget your role? Why fortune chose you to be her pick?

They are just voices, it is nothing.

Why do you resist the call?

Ignore it, just fall further to slumber..

The fields are teeming with golden grain, but the workers are few...

It's just a dream, none of it is real...

...Reaper...? Where art thou...?


...

Axil's eyes shot open, instinctively gasping, unable to exhale in his moment of shock. he grasped his chest, oh how it felt too tight for comfort. In the back of his ear, he could hear knocking of wood, but his own heartbeat drowned the outside noise. Axil crawled out of the bed onto the floor, leaning his back up against the bed on edge and silently panicking. The petrified man had to force himself to breathe giving much attempts to stop his body from being so frozen.

First the nightmare.

"Sire, is everything okay in there...? Some of the other servants have heard you in distress, so if you need help please state so!" A feminine voice asked, with much concern in her tone.

"I'm okay! I just happened to have rolled off the bed in my sleep, is all!" he lied, receiving a short silence from the person on the other side before they relayed what was go be the plan today.

Axil gave an answer, telling them he understood, and shortly after he could hear footsteps waking away. Axil was far from relaxed, though luckily he had been able to lower such anxiety to where he could slowly gather is thoughts, able to naturally breathe once more. Once he was calm enough to fathom his surroundings, his eyes snapped onto the hook rack, observing the blade of the Kamas. The tip of the blade had hints of blood, right at the edge of the blades, with a small pool of blood directly below it.

And then the blood.

Axil could still not fathom this phenomenon, even his otherwise pristine suit he never bothered to change out of displayed hints of activity outside. He had his suspicions beforehand but now he believed it more than ever; he had been sleeping walking, one way of another, and somwhere in this city there is a corpse who was slain by his weapon.

Axil had begun to doubt his own mind, claiming his act at night was something out of his character.

The exhausted man took his time to recollect his thoughts, as jumbled and unsure they felt. He just knew he could not control his own curse.

Axil had stood up from his rest, starting off the dim day in a horrible note. Fatigued, shook up, and out of his element, Axil shuffled into the bath, sitting in silence as he cleaned himself up.

Time flew too fast for him to even fathom an hour had passed so quickly. Just as he was already wearing appropriate attire another person knocked on the door, this time it was a man's call.

"Sire, the council is ready and waiting! Queen Elvia will be leaving shortly, are you ready?" the older sounding butler asked, only receiving pitch silence. He was about to speak again, but Axil had interrupted any more questions, opening the door and with heavy eyes looked at the servant.

"Yes, I'm ready. Just lead the way." Axil spoke out, trying to hide his fatigue by appearing melancholic instead. Perhaps they would trade him and his hours of sleep, which he was not in the mood for.

Axil stepped outside the hallway lobby, closing the door behind him.

"I'll be right behind you, so please lead." Axil spoke out, with the servant nodding his head, walking to the right, with Axil close behind.

Axil thought that perhaps a meal would help compensate for his lack of sleep, but only one could hope.

Aside from such petty issues, Axil had also secretly hoped to win the favor of some members within this 'council', whatever it may be.

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Post by Xylohem » Sat Oct 03, 2020 6:54 pm

In the space of an hour, Elvia finished her bath and easily chose her most relaxed set of clothing. A dark tunic and pants were overlaid by a wispy grey waistcoat with a line of silver buttons down the center. Over this, she wore a dark suit coat with dark tails that extended down to her dark heeled boots. The feel was velvety on the outside yet light silk extended wispy grey and silver tendrils down the silk in intricate patterns like smoke. Even light lines of the internal silver embroidery decorated the twin collar of the suit, making it appear as if the wearer were exhaling smoke or flames with every breath. The long sleeves extended to her wrists and on her hands she wore one ring each. On her right was a tight onyx band held fastly around her middle finger. And on her left index finger was a gold band with multiple obsidian inlays. Both were a gift from her mother. The onyx band being an heirloom of her ancestors dating back to Mia. And the other was the ring her father had used to propose her mother.

A tender knock shook her from her memories. The clicking of her heeled boots was the only sound after, as she opened the door to see the face of Nivis. Lowering his head of messy blonde hair the captain of her guard spoke, "It is past time, My Lady." Elvia gave a glance over him. He was Venu, though his dark features held a rugged appearance. A singular uneven scar ran from below his right eye to the corner of his jaw and nearly extended down his neck on the same side. An assassin's attempt on her life, that he had taken the blade for.

With memories flooding the mind of her past, the Queen stepped from her room and walked toward the banquet hall she had spoken with the Council in only the night before. In silence, the pair walked, Nivis by her side relentlessly as she pondered what may come of the day. Yet no sense of certainty held in her mind as she eventually found herself a the doors. By the time she had arrived, Hunter was walking down the other end of the corridor.

He looked as she felt. Though, as she watched him there was a twitch of pain on the back of her neck. Elvia disregarded the sudden jolt as a confirmation that he was near. She had felt something slightly similar the first time they had met. Though she couldn't place it, something felt different this time around.

Nivis opened the twin oak doors for the Queen and as she stepped in her eyes were greeted with the familiar sight of a massive hall. The ceiling stood forty feet above their heads. Images of ravens, crows, owls, bats, wolves, and many other beings of the night appeared to dance in the dark paintings on the ceiling so far above them. Twin enormous wrought iron chandeliers hung from the holds in the ceiling at multiple points with hundreds of candles currently alight. A long redwood table extended a majority of the length of the room and at the head was a chair of magnificent proportions. Gold wreathed into webs of twisting silver along the back of the chair and formed the arms and legs. depictions of an onyx raven rested at the crown of the seat, peering over whoever sat in it. Cushions of crimson velvet rested on the arms and seat of the chair. And behind the seat was a raised dais. A carpet of crimson leading to the top where the seat had no doubt come from. It was obvious this room was used for more than just banquet feasting. Should it need to be, it could be repurposed as Elvia's courtroom. And at this moment, it was both.

Stepping in a bit further a group stood from their seats of redwood and oak. Plates of silver and goblets were already placed before each person's arrangement. The group of ten smiled welcoming as they watched the Queen enter with Hunter only a few paces behind her. Nearest the head of the table, to the right of the Queen's seat, was one similar to it. Except, no gold or onyx bird touched this cushioned seat.

As the pair found themselves to their respective places, Hunter was positioned near the Queen opposite the seat for her sister. Only after the Queen sat did the rest take their seats. Half of the Council was of Venu descent, as was made obvious by their inky dark skin, though the majority were women. All seemed quite relaxed and content as servants moved quickly from their hidden positions around the hall to bring in food from the kitchens. Platters of eggs, honey smoked sliced ham, grapes with various other fruits and vegetables were placed near the head of the table. While a bit further down a roasted boar and smoked fish were laid out before the rest of the Council. Goblets were filled with water or wine at the request of each member when the servants came around with the pitchers. And as the food was placed before them nearly every member of the governing body spoke their gratitude for the maids and butlers who served them this meal. Even the Queen spoke playfully with the maid who poured water into her cup, almost making the young woman laugh and spill the drink over her.

Eventually, the commotion ceased and as everyone began to fill their plates the second silence was broken by a Venu woman. Sitting to the next to Brida, Lady Kelsia spoke. "As we are all enjoying our night, and for some," She gestured to the Queen," Our day's beginning. There is a matter that must be discussed." Elvia had held a hope the head of her Council would wait till at least after they had all become a touch more docile with food and wine before such serious talks began. Looking from the Queen to Hunter, the woman continued. "The Queen told us a decision was reached where you," Her eyes shot daggers toward Hunter as her tone remained familiar and light. "A known assassin will be brought into her guard. All so that you might hunt beasts of incredible power to remove your respective curses."

Elvia straightened her spine as she made ready to speak. Yet, before she could coax the words from her throat Brida took the chance. "You seem quite vexed on the fact he is an assassin, Lady Kelsia." Brida's dark hair was pulled back tightly into a high ponytail that still managed to reach far down her back. Her dark clothes were similar to her sister's yet the colors were brighter. Navy blues mixed with greens and even a dash of white where Elvia's held silver thread. If Elvia's hair were tied as Brida's, the pair could almost be considered twins. As the Head Speaker turned her gaze to the Princess, she lowered her head.

"I do not mean to cause distress. I only seek the safety of our kingdom."

"And would it not be advantageous for us to remove a curse? To see it cleaned and save people along the way?" Brida now spoke to the Council as a whole. Elvia admired her courage to speak in such a manner. It had taken her years under their mother to stand as Brida stood in defense of her sister's choice.

As Lady Kelsia prepared to speak, Elvia raised her hand. The onyx ring glinting the light coming from the chandeliers above and the three now uncovered darkly stained glass windows that rose behind the dais. "I already spoke to you all of the options that were presented." A few of the members nodded their heads in recognition. "I had held a hope that such intense discussions could be held until after the meal. However, if this is a matter that racks many of you with such great concern then speak now." Her command of clear, yet none seemed to speak."Then let us eat."

Brida turned her gaze from the woman beside her to Hunter and gave a tender smile. As conversations of other matters arose around the table she whispered to Hunter. "You don't seem to accustomed to life in Venutia. Where do you hail from?" Her voice held a tender curiosity, as did her eyes. And as Elvia caught the words form her sister she sat in silence and ate wanting to know his response.
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Axil hid his astonishment well, how beautifully elegant the room was, though he assumed a kingdom with three castles would house a separate dining hall to that of their ruler hall. Elvia was in front, already a distance away, walking beside was her sister, both walking in a very regal manner. Around the very long table column stood many, though without a doubt Axil could already notice the significant ratio between men and women were off. He figured just about two fifths of the council had been male. Perhaps if he was kidnapped and had never seen the people before the court, he would have had a pretty good guess that it was a stable kingdom. Matriarchies in Asta were on average, more stable and less corrupt than those ruled by men.

Axil had began to prepare to look for a seat near the front of the row, but was utterly caught off guard when the only empty seats were right beside where Elvia would sit. He had a rough idea of how all of this would play out; and perhaps even concluding with the opposite that of which he set out to achieve. All stood, and only when had Elvia sat were all able to sit. Immediately then, a bell was rung, with doors surrounding the room had opened with servants carrying silver platters, covered, all steaming of food fresh from the kitchen. Once the platters have been placed, as if on queue each dish was revealed in a wave, starting from the Queen's side of the table all the way down to the end. Axil had already tasted and eaten what royalty could offer in the old kingdoms, but the entirely new ingredients that Venutia provided the world of culinary served as a new hurdle for him. Everything looked foreign, perhaps even suspicious. There were a few that were dishes that looked and felt familiar to look at, but the vast majority was out of anything he knew.

Just then, beside each serving platter, a purple portal had opened, the rough circumference of their cup. From it rose imp-like shadow creatures, though much more cuter and friendlier than ones told in tales. The creature was black, near the edges of it's outline was purple, it walked on four adorable stubby legs, and had eyes as yellow as sunflowers. It looked at Axil, ushering with it's whole body towards the plate laid before him. He felt puzzled; would he have to speak a language unknown to communicate with them?

A voice called out right beside him, which drew his attention.

"He is asking if you would like a piece of the Steak." a brown haired man spoke out; he seemed older, yet also held youthful appearances to that of Axil. His eyes were green like emerald, and he had a humble status to his demeanor.

"Meefs can understand common language just fine, Hunter." He continue on , offering a friendly smile to him as the man turned his attention back to the creature in front of him to communicate. Axil looked back as well, communicating with the creature with a series of subtle nods and shakes. The serving platters had been rotating around the table, picked up with shadow magic, and set uniform to the left, moving as if a conveyor. Soon enough Axil found himself taste testing and being pleasantly surprised at how delicious all the foreign food had been. Others around him talked, though he was more focused on the food, finding that his energy had been powered with excitement just from the new things he has been able to experience.

A silence ensued once again shortly after being able to eat, with Axil disregarding what was being spoken, till he felt goosebumps, stopping him from the otherwise enjoyable breakfast. He was clueless as to whether he was being asked a question or not, with all the eyes staring at him so keenly. Axil looked at the speaker, who held hostile contempt, with aside from wide open eyes, held a neutral expression. Luckily for him, another speaker very near to him spoke out, saving the embarrassment of having food in his mouth when he should be ready to speak.

The debate between royals, even though the topic was about him, was of no concern for him, and a few could see, including the nobleman beside him, who glanced Axil's activity from the side, smirking of how comedic the situation became. Elvia had begun to speak, calling for the halt of the conversation, and thus brought a short silence afterwards. Small chatter amongst tablemates had continued once more, with Axil lifting his shy hide up just to observe the now busy attendants. He looked down the end of the table, upwards to his side, crossing between a pair of eyes looking back at him. His legs had jittered at the unforeseen attention across from him. Elvia's sister was looking at him, commenting of how foreign everything seemed for him, and asking where his origins were.

Axil had set aside the fork with a piece of fish, picking up a glass of wine and taking a sip, patting his mouth before he began to speak.

"I originate in one of the minor cities in Youmma, Eeshi. I was neither born of nobility nor anything worthy to mention." Axil stated in a neutral voice, as if he had said such words countless times. Axil gave a quick look to those paying attention before he began to raise his hand from underneath the table, resting on his lap, up to grab the fork. Before he could even touch a single particle of the utensil, Brida spoke once more, halting him from even moving a muscle.

"I've never been as far as the provinces of Youmma! What is it like?" she asked, hidden excitement looming in her voice. Axil knew better than to display physical emotion in front of nobility, more so of that in front of those ruling. He rested his arm under the table once more, holding his hands together.

"Youmma is very different compared to Venutia; We are of opposite sides of Asta. Over there, the lands are tall, mountainous, and the border where the land meets the sea is abrupt, rarely do the lands there ever form a hill towards the oceans. The houses of commoners are built right along the sides of great mountains and mountain spikes, such as your great castles are. Great bridges built of Yithra and what may look like the heavenly clouds connect from one earth to another. Great cities rise above the clouds, where many rock formations illuminate brightly from the people. The air there is beyond clean, every breath is refreshing to take up in great cities that Youmma hold." Axil spoke, his voice littered with subtle emotions of bittersweet joy. He hadn't noticed just how much he missed his home.

"Hunter, you stated that you come from Eeshi though." A Venu nobleman stated, who was seated right next to the young man Axil was beside.

"What's so special about Eeshi?" Brida asked, curious, turning her gaze from Axil to the Venu. He looked rather unsure, at a loss for words. Axil had also turned to look at the nobleman, and could see the effort of courtesy he was showing towards Axil, who was otherwise a reluctant guest in the council. He would save the unintentional gesture of rudeness for the man, with Axil giving a brief explanation for his troubled look.

"Well, Eeshi isn't nearly as blessed as the many other cities within Youmma. There are very few port cities that reside at ocean level. Surrounding the four corners of the continent, the great port cities of Rima, Ishima, Hokoru, and Jokuten are blessed with much funding from the other cities in the mountain. Add to the fact that they are how most travelers get to and from the cities." Axil stated, giving a brief glance at those who he was talking to.

Brida was still left confused, as were many others, with a Venu noblewoman a few chairs down raised her hand to get his attention.

"I do apologize hunter, but I do not see a problem? What makes Eeshi stand out from such other port cities?" she asked, also filled with curiosity. The Venu nobleman who seemed to know a lot more of Youmma looked more concerned than before, turning his panicked expression to Axil.

"Hunter, you need not state anything if you wish not to." The nobleman stated abruptly, concerned for Axil's status. He could only give a small smile back.

"I appreciate the kindness you show by holding your tongue on the topic, but worry not. The history of Eeshi is of no secret." Axil paused, his gaze no longer on the same level as the others, though for most it wasn't noticeable.

"It is exactly as you say, Madame. Nothing is notable of Eeshi, which serves as a problem. Barely if any travelers visit by. The cities in the mountains see no reason to dedicate much funds to maintaining the smaller points. Add all of that with the violent storms and crashing waves Youmma can harbor and you are left with a decaying town. Eeshi is nothing more than a slum by the shore." Axil stated, taking another sip of the wine as he finished speaking. The other nobleman had shrunk back onto his seat, feeling sympathy for Axil's condition.

There was always a reason Axil would avoid being too specific of his origins, though he figured lying to this particular kingdom would serve more of a hassle than to what shame he has to bear as of the current situation. Glancing go the side, he could already make out the subtle and rude looks soek within the council further down the table gave him, where most others wouldn't have.

Having a commoner be promoted to such an esteemed positioned when all he's ever done was kill others was an insult to say the least.
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Post by Xylohem » Sun Oct 18, 2020 3:34 am

Listening to his story of home, a pang of pity ran through Elvia. In her silence, she considered their meeting. How haughty she had been and in those all too recent memories guilt forced her to remain quiet. Silently she politely nibbled at the meal the small dark imp had collected for her. Brida's eyes turned downwards as her smile faded.

"It is the way of the old kingdoms. Not every rule can be perfect." A female human spoke, attempting to list the Princess' spirits.

She nodded in appreciation. Despite acting like a child, Brida knew much more than could be suspected of her usual demeanor. The Princess Emloy held an immense system of spies, while Brida was more inclined toward traditional magic. Surrounding herself with mages and scholars, she had read nearly every book in the three extensive libraries of the castle's separate keeps. However, due to the disdain placed upon her family, she rarely ever learned or experienced the older kingdoms. "I had hoped, maybe, they'd learn."

"They never will." The words were bitter and while Elvia disliked the tone of the Venu councilman who had spoken them, he was partly correct. It was rare for the older kingdoms to help their smaller and poorer towns and villages. Especially where that was no gain to be had in such a provision. Even, at times in her own kingdom, it proved difficult. If a bad winter caused too great of damage to crops or supply stores, Elvia would see herself starve before she let any of her people do the same. Though most nobility and royals did not seem to care. The poor and unwashed masses were just there for money, servitude, and worst of all, to be a play-thing. In these practices, Elvia held a hatred for those who saw themselves as her better.

Her kingdom was much more open to supporting the people. "A kingdom is built for the people. Not from the people." Elvia's voice was soft, yet her absentminded words carried across the table. Lady Kelsia looked to her Queen as a tender smile formed on her lips.

Conversations continued on without Elvia's attention. The Meef before her slightly pushed forward, gesturing to the remaining food on her plate attempting to have her finish the meal. However, her attention was lost as she waved her had to the small imp. Her movement held no disdain for the creature, rather it was an invitation. And the imp accepted greedily chomping down on the lightly touched plate. "What is on your mind?" Brida's words broke Elvia's train of silent thought. Her eyes met with her sisters as she gave a tender smile.

"Nothing of import. At least, not until everyone has finished eating." Her words were tender while a hint of pain laid beneath the surface.

"Just because there is a new face doesn't mean you have to eat like royalty."

Elvia balked at the claim as Brida's smile turned to tease. Heat rose to her cheeks lightly coloring them with a red hue, "Just shut up. Vildrak'ath meksou." Brida feigned a stunned expression as the sisters both chuckled lightly.

As the meal began to wrap up, servants came to collect the empty platters as every Meef cleaned the leftovers almost to completion. Glancing to Axel as his Meef consumed the remainder of his plate, and consumed the remaining food from some of the dancing platters, Elvia passed a hand over her Meef who seemed inexplicably drawn to sit in her lap once it had finished. "Meefs a quite the little spooks. Never leave a plate you intend to finish, untouched near a Meef. They will sooner eat the entire plate with all the food on it than let you touch it again when they think you're finished."

The Councilman who had explained the barest of information to Axel about the little imps gave a light chuckle as the Queen pet the dar creature on her lap. With empty platters cleared from the table, all of the Meefs, save for the one in Elvia's hold, summoned their portals of twisting violet. The one that had helped serve Axel gave a light wave before disappearing into its portal.

Lady Kelsia cleared her throat. As the attention was gathered to her, an opened letter sat before her. "My Queen, I have received news that I believe of mark." Elvia's attention turned from the imp to her Head Councilwoman. Her posture straightened against the backrest of her chair as she gave a nod. Kelsia's voice held calm as she spoke, "It has been brought to my attention that there was an attack last night," The air grew tense as the Lady continued. "While the individual responsible for the attack is unknown we do know three lives were lost in the Raven District."

"Were these separate attacks?"

She shruged at another member of the Council's question. "It has only been a day and the dead were spread about the district. Both literally and," Kelsia took a firm breath of air into her lungs as she placed her hand on the letter. "Litterally." Attention turned to Elvia who stared at the letter.

A question played at her mind as the mark burned in her neck. Could it have been Hunter? If the stories could be believed then it made sense. But, if that were the case Freya would've known. She would've warned her about not keeping a closer eye on him. Elvia's gaze lifted to Lady Kelsia who asked a silent question. Was it him? She didn't know. Was it?
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Post by Ethonious » Mon Oct 19, 2020 2:47 am

Axil had shied away from further conversation as the rest of those who had heard of his past continued to converse about such topics. Any more words from his tongue would leave nothing but a bad taste for his conscience. Quietly he sat, returning his attention back to the otherwise delicious food in front of him, satisfying others when his attention was called though nothing more.

He wasn't so inclined to converse with anyone for the moment being; Axil was surprised just how heavy revealing all this was on his shoulders. Eventually, the hearty breakfast soon came to an end, with many having leftovers on their plate including Axil, though to his subtle discontent. Perhaps the etiquette in Youmma wasn't so different from Venutia's, ' leaving a little on the plate serves that they hosted well ', or so the saying goes. The Meef serving Axil had walked in front of the plate, pointing at the scraps Axil left, with him shaking his head to reply.

To Axil's astonishment, the Meef had began to ravage the leftover, eating with great vigor, greedily grasping chunks and chewing in an adorable fashion. The nobleman beside him explained just how swift the little creatures were with finishing the last bites of a meal. Before long, the plates had been wiped clean, with some of the Meefs patting their belly in satisfaction, others giving an adorable belch, and some of those who had began cleaning in between their tiny sharp teeth with a wooden pick. His personal Meef gave a wave with an otherwise neutral look, Axil replying like wise with a small smile across his lips.

They were adorable, perhaps he would like to keep one as a companion before he parts ways with Venutia's affairs.

The lovely conversations around the table had changed in atmosphere swiftly as a Noblewoman stood up from her death clearing her throat, demanding attention from the others. She addressed Elvia, reporting news of murder, handing a letter to a Need whom trodded it's tiny legs across the whole length of the table. As she spoke, Elvia had time to open and read the content of the letter.

Just then, Axil's otherwise blank stare was interrupted with a quick flutter of his eyes, hit with a realization.

'Oh Gods, they're reporting the actions of last night.'

He knew better than to show signs of panick and nervousness, maintaining his otherwise unfazed expression.

The Nobleman beside him had began to speak after the announcer had finished, clearing his throat as well.

"Your Majesty, the royal investigators had concluded a research on the history of the three murdered last night. Thankfully I was able to compile the information gathered before this council meeting." He spoke, bowing his head as he stood up, before even speaking. He handed another Meef a letter of his own. When Elvia had opened it, three well aged letters had been folded neatly inside the parcel.

"These are the letters all written by the three victims, all stamped with a seal beholding a symbol you may be familiar with. Though they are Venutian, they are also of a cult we have known of as Children of the Nightfather. All three hold on the outside the apperance of innocence. Unfortunately, all three have also taken part in cult sacrifices, murder, and conspiracy against our kingdom." He further stated.

"Captain Gerrholden of the Royal Investigators has some interesting details of the eye witnesses, Your Majesty." he concluded, taking his seat. Captain Gerrholden approached the table from his position, standing at a distance, saluting in the presence of his Queen before speaking.

"Your Majesty, we have conversed with eyewitnesses who claim to have been around the time of murder in the three seperate scenes. Some unaffiliated, and those directly involved with others. We first asked what they witnessed, and from what I have gathered, the murderer was of humanoid descent though the veil of darkness concealed any visible weaponry on hand. Eyes bright red, giving off an Ominous feeling, witnesses described it. Those directly affiliated with the victims had said the figure uttered they were not worthy of 'harvest', hence why they lived. We then asked a second question, whether or not they had found anything odd with the victims behavior. All denied. When revealing that they had been all part of the cultist group, they were all surprised, astonished even. Your Majesty, I have a hunch this is of no mere coincidence." Gerrholden spoke out loud and clear, though well paced enough so that none of the details were skimmed over. Offering another salute, he backed himself back to his post, standing in attention.

The table had time to think for a moment, with another Noblewoman down the table speaking her mind out.

"Perhaps it may be a vigilante scouring Venutia to purge those who oppose our cause?" She suggested, looking around her peers, with some nodding, giving sounds of satisfaction.

Axil hadn't left a single look to anyone for more than what was necessary. Bringing attention to himself would spell his guilt almost immediately. Axil knee better than to even look left of him, to Elvia and Brida. He could already tell both could read others easily with just how keenly they observe others.

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