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"Goodbye, Elf I enjoyed myself" Mairjra spoke softly bowing then walking away into the other direction, Mairjra shook his head walking toward Grand Palios. The building where the summons would be taking place, although he avoided this place earlier Mairjra had no where else to go than to the King of Aerios himself. As he approached the golden gates the guards simply drew their blades pointing them into the air than back at Mairjra, dropping his hood he repiled by stepping back drawing his new blade swinging it upwards, pulling back thrusting it into the air than into the ground ripping it from the cobblestone pointing it at them. The guard to the left spoke "Sir Enverson, you were welcomed into his Majesties home earlier why are you arriving now as the twilight begins" Standing straight sliding his blade back into the sheath "Complications, I had some run ins with some ruffians... the ones that are alive are planing to answer his majesties call to arms." Mairjra replied with poise. Nodding the golden gates opened before him, and with a step Mairjra headed inside then into the Grand Palios.

The inside of Palios was decorated like any royal mansion would be, golden laced rugs covered the floor in the center of each the symbol of the High Kings family: the jaded crown. The floors were mostly made of enchanted gold, silver and other substances, with a sigh Mairjra pressed on into the rest of Palios stopping right before the throne dropping to one knee as Verion The VII sat upon it. "Ah Child you have finally arrived, have you come to fill your job as the royal arch mage." Standing pushing off of his right knee "No my king, I have come for the call to arms. I mean no disrespect to you but I must see to it that their plan fails. My father has informed me already of the situation, I have come to answer the call and your request after this battle is done I will return to your side Verion" With a prideful and noble tone Mairjra spoke to king Verion, hoping that his words would spark resonance within the old king. Smiling and clapping Verion responds "You little runt, finally someone who will show back bone. I'm glad you spoke your own mind boy, you will return after the quest is over... Also stop destroying shit in my city" Verion laughed with the last words.

"My blood is yours, I swear I will hold the interest of our nation" Mairjra spoke slicing his own hand open and squeezing the blood out of his palm, Nodding Verion speaks once more " You are dismissed, the mages chambers are yours Royal Arch Mage Mairjra Enverson" With a grin he walked down the corridor to the right entering the room yawning. Throwing his blade onto the bed, Mairjra took a quick bath and returned to the bed laying down. The Arch Mages room was decorated with a higher quota, the Enverson family crest hung from the wall while the rest of the room was decorated with black white and blue silk sheets, and golden rugs. Closing his eyes "The more pawns I have the better, that elf has now joined my game" Mairjra spoke aloud before falling asleep.