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Queen Tenanye Ananse

"Beyond, beyond the mountain line, The grey-stone and the boulder, Beyond the growth of dark green pine, That crowns its western shoulder, There lies that fairy-land of mine, Unseen of a beholder."

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a character in “Crowns, Empires and Swords”, as played by MaliceInWonderland

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Name: Tenanye Ananse
Age: appears 22 -actually around 2-300
Build/Appearance:
-Human Form-
In human form She is a dark eyed beauty, warm honey brown skin, with midnight black wavy hair, she is tall, about 5'7-5'8, with a slender build, and mild curves.
-Fae Form-
In Fae Form, she is extremely tall, about 6'0-6'1, with a slender build and mild curves, her hair shines with white at the tips, her eyes are an inky black, and it is hard to tell where she is looking. She has an inhuman beauty about her the makes her both enchanting and freighting all at the same time.


Personality:
Tenanye, at a glance in, is hard to gather, especially when you can't tell where she is looking. She is cunning and mysterious and you never quite know where you stand with her. Her smiles can be both and inviting and unsettling, her tone of voice both sensual and menacing. She is a true Queen of the Spider kind, she is patient before she strikes, and you never quite know when she will.

Inwardly, Tenanye is not that different from any other woman, she is kind, considerate, even though at time she speaks in riddles and rhymes, and she can be quite playful, she is Fae after all. Tenanye often rubs people up the wrong way. She is so firm in her convictions and is quite honest in talking about matters, she doesn't seem to care about other people taking offence,
But she does care - Tenanye is a nice person and what she does is for the greater good, if needed, she will sacrifice her own interests for the greater community, her honesty comes from her inability to lie, as all fae have, but she is quite skilled in telling half truths

Her curiosity is what sets her apart from most Spider Fae, they tend to stick to themselves, protect their terroirty, yet Tenanye has a wanderlusting soul, one that almost compels her to seek out more from the world, her curoisty has lead her far from Anansai and searching for more, whether it is in a place or simply the thoughts of another person, even if that means invading personal space.

Where they live:Image
The Empire of Anansai, she lives in the Capital city of Ntontan.

What/ who they are:
Tenanye is the Queen of Anansai, Leader of the Spider Fae and Ally of Ameila Targaryen
Often called the Spider Queen, Lloth, or even Anansi.
She is also known as the Spider Warrior, to the Dothraki.
High Priestess to the Mother Goddess, Anansi




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History:
Tenanye was born to Queen Tae-Young, she spent her time training to become the next Queen, with nothing more to hope for beyond that despite her wanderlust. It wasn't until a one Amelia Targaryen appeared in Anansai, no human has ever entered without the assistance of a Fae, this made Tenanye's curiosity grow even stronger, so when the Mother of Dragons asked for assistance in reclaim her home for her dragons, Tenanye begged her mother to assist. Queen Tae-Young first had a problem with this, a mere human entering Anansai but finding that Amelia was gifted with 'the Blood of the Dragons' and after witnessing how great her love for her children were, Tae-Young agreed, thus creating a lasting Alliance between Anansai and the Kingdom of Valyrian and a friendship between Tenanye and Amelia.
Skills:
Singing
Reading People
Playing the Flute
Bo Staff
Traditional Dance.
Thread Weaving, Web Spinning
Immunity to all Spider venom
Proportional Strength of a Spider.
Speed
Agility
Fae Magic: (to be revealed)

Other: Tenanye is the Queen, without a King to rule at her side, many times, Kings have tried to take Anansai by force but have met with the Spider Queen's vicious army.

So begins...

Queen Tenanye Ananse's Story

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Robb Stark Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse
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As Da'Karro, the mad man from Jeddah, the Beast of The Harbinger, began his bloody work of teaching Count Blackwood the errors of his ways and the screams began Robb was unmoved. While Robyn led Clara out and the wolves followed Robb stood firm. He folded his arms across his broad chest and watched, he wanted to watch, he wanted to see the pain in the count's eyes. He wanted to see him suffer for his crimes. What felt the best to Robb was that as Da'Karro tore at the man's flesh, as his skin peeled back and his bones broke the count's eyes were locked on Robb. He looked at him as if knowing that he had the power to save him, that this was his doing and that Robb wanted him to feel every bit of this.

Robb only turned away when he head Clara call him. He rushed outside to find Robyn unconscious in the snow with Clara trying her best to hold her up. Robb went to a knee and took Robyn from Clara easily, scooping her up as he would lift a child.

"She's been through a lot cousin. The Bolton's had her. The bastards tortured her."

Robb could see the hurt flash in Clara's eyes at the realization of what sort of suffering her dear friend and mentor suffered.

"She didn't break Clara."

He said with a firm nod and a proud smile. Robyn had been through so much pain, so much torment of late but her resolve, her steel never wavered. In that she was the strongest person Robb had ever known and he knew Clara saw her in much the same light. It would do his cousin well to know that even when all she had to look forward to was more pain, she stood strong.

Robb turned from Clara, heading towards his horse. He had planned to return Robyn to White Harbor tonight but with the full moon rising it was better to make camp and strike out in the morning.

"We'll make camp here. Start out fresh in the morning. We won't get anywhere stumbling around in the dark, especially not with Robyn in this condition."

He said as he set her down softly on his bedroll that he laid out. He grabbed some branches and sticks laying about and set to making a fire.

"Clara, would you see to Robyn while I get this fire going?"

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Jon was still chuckling even after Loot-Lie flew out of his hair and returned to Tenanye. He ruffled his fingers through his coal black hair with a smile at the little sprite before he waved away the queens apology.

"No apology needed Tenanye."

He said warmly before his uncle spoke up.

"You say King Moloch requests and audience with you and the young Roth?... Last I heard he was allied with his father. What is he playing at?"

The older Stark said, almost thinking out loud as he put his hand to his chin.

"Hopefully he's seeing what the rest of the world already knows, Wanhope can't win this war. His enemies are to vast and too powerful. He's trying to jump to the winning side before it's over. He doesn't want to get left out in the cold with no one to stand at his back."

Jon offered. Eddard nodded slowly as he contemplated the possibility.

"Moloch has never been a fool. That could be all he's doing but if that was the case he would have sent a letter to you as well. Odd that he didn't especially considering that both people he sent letters two are currently living under your roof."

Jon was less concerned with the development than his uncle was, on the contrary he saw this as good news. The war was coming to a close if Wanhope's allies were leaving his side.

"Odd is having a sprite crawl out of your hair."

He said with a chuckle before turning back to Tenanye.

"Of course, Tenanye, you have my leave. Meet with him as you wish."

He said with a friendly nod and a warm handshake before taking his leave. It was late and he wanted to feel the warmth of Amelia at his side. He headed to his bed chamber where his future wife already slept soundly. As she slept, as her mind gave itself up to dreams leathery wings soared in the clouds. Ancient eyes looked down at the world of men and fae. Above a land of cold and snow, three shadows passed by on their way to a long over due reunion.

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Character Portrait: Robb Stark Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse
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"She's been through a lot cousin. The Bolton's had her. The bastards tortured her."
Robb said as he cradled the Captain in his arms. She looked so light in his arms, as if that was where she was meant to be.
His words finally struck her and tears glossed her eyes. She wouldn't let them fall, no, there would be no use in crying about it now, the captain was alive, and she would strike her in the head for it if she were conscious. It didn't stop her heart from aching for her. Clara looked at her, in awe of her resolve.
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"She didn't break Clara." Robb told her and Clara nodded. "Of course she didn't." She said softly. "She's much too strong..." She looked up at Robb, seeing the admiration, pride and love in his eyes. She couldn't help but smile. She wasn't sure how Mr. Casey would feel about all this, she knew that he loved her but Robb...He'd done so much for her that, she was kind of hoping she'd choose him.

"We'll make camp here. Start out fresh in the morning. We won't get anywhere stumbling around in the dark, especially not with Robyn in this condition."
Clara nodded, moving closer to Robyn as he began making camp, after laying her down. She smoothed back her soft wavy hair, her face was bruised but it didn't take away from her beauty and only added to her inner strength.
She only hoped she could become at least half the woman Robyn was.
"Clara, would you see to Robyn while I get this fire going?"

"Of course." She replied softly, as she looked down at her.

"Robb." She said looking up at him. "Thank you, For believing in her....You must truly love her."




"You say King Moloch requests and audience with you and the young Roth?... Last I heard he was allied with his father. What is he playing at?"

Tenanye nodded.

"Hopefully he's seeing what the rest of the world already knows, Wanhope can't win this war. His enemies are to vast and too powerful. He's trying to jump to the winning side before it's over. He doesn't want to get left out in the cold with no one to stand at his back."

Jon offered and Eddard nodded in agreement.

"Moloch has never been a fool. That could be all he's doing but if that was the case he would have sent a letter to you as well. Odd that he didn't especially considering that both people he sent letters two are currently living under your roof."
Tenanye was about to speak to the contrary but JOn spoke again.

"Odd is having a sprite crawl out of your hair."

He said with a chuckle and Tenanye smiled sheepishly.

"Of course, Tenanye, you have my leave. Meet with him as you wish."

He walked off before she could speak again.

"Lord Eddard, The letters were sent to us both via magically means, forwarded to use from our homelands, which is why Loot-Lie is here. I would have liked to receive the King of Drake here, since we are all allies and he wishes to meet myself and Roth, he might as well meet Jon as well, We can, how you humans say. "Kill Two Birds with one stone?"

Loot Lie gasped. "Killing Birds?! My Queen how could you?!"

Tenanye rolled her eyes and a smile. "It is a saying, Loot Lie no one is killing anyone." She said with a sigh. "Oh."

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Character Portrait: Robb Stark Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse Character Portrait: William 'Will' Casey
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Casey watched as Robb carried Robyn off.

He failed her. He truly failed her. He should have known better, better then a man she'd only just met, but he didn't. How could he ever face her again, knowing how badly he failed her, how he gave up on her.

"William, Stop this..." Tenanye said coming up behind her. "She's alive..." He said. " He knew it, He knew it and there she is, how could I possibly face her again, knowing that I believed her to be dead too. I've known her since we were teenagers, and I just gave up." He said and Tenanye sighed. "How could you have known?" " I should have believed."He said exasperatedly before stalking off. Tenanye just watched him, she knew the storm was brewing within him and she didn't know what he'd do.
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As Robb set her on the bed, Clara quickly got to helping the meisers heal her wounds, most of the wounds had been healed but it was only enough to keep her alive, and just barely. The meisers were worried she may not survive much longer and the're worry grew as her heartbeat was barely audible. Clara, oddly could hear it. " She's still alive, keep healing her." She said and the meisers got to healing her.

It wasn't long after that Robyn's heart was beating strong, yet she was still out of it. Clara sighed as the meisers had finished their work and departed leaving only her and Robb alone. "I'll leave you alone, talk to her, maybe it'll wake her up." She said before kissing his temple and walking out.

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Arya Stark Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Roth Ursuul Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse
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A shipment had came through from the western part of Khalidor to White Harbor. It was originally meant for Wanhope, but the merchants were paid for the goods by Roth all the same. It was everything needed to have a classical Khalidoran feast. A feast that he would use to enlighten the Northern leaders of the Khalidoran culture other than its religion.

When everyone was in the dinning hall, Roth ordered the food to be brought in. Just as it was in Khalidor, the main meals didn't have much grain or fruit. Instead there were meats that were native to his lands. Deer, elk, turkey, bison lined the tables while pork and beef were in smaller quantities. Spices were served with each meat, spices that came from every corner of the empire, many of which had never been seen by the likes of Northern men. Then of course there were the drinks. While vodka was placed everywhere, so was coffee, and the most important of the drinks, chocolate. Cocoa was discovered through trade across the frozen sea and had been magically grown by the meisters ever since, although under recent years its also been grown around Falkland. The drink itself was combined with vanilla, cinnamon, sugar, and other spices to enhance the flavor.

Roth was sitting with the Starks. Jon, of coarse, was sitting at the head of the table while Roth sat near. He was talking to Amelia as always and his family members were talking to other people. There were two who stood out in the crowd. Arya being the younger and the one called Sansa. Her reddish hair was what stood out, a trait that was extremely rare among his people. Many in Khalidor believed that Khali had red hair and even the Godkings, those who have actually seen Her, claimed the theory was true. So the color was considered by many to be divine and that those with reddish hair were of divine beauty.

While the prince sipped at his frothy drink, he glanced again at Arya. Did she receive his gift or did she even know it was from him? As the feast went on his eyes kept flickering back to her, wondering if he should talk.

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Arya Stark Character Portrait: Robb Stark Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Roth Ursuul Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse
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"Sitting a vast field of green, Robyn looked out into the distance watching the sea that seemed just out of her reach. "You should go now?" called a small voice from behind her, she turned to see a dark skinned, curly haired girl standing there, looking down at her "You really should." she said factually. "I know, I've been trying." Robyn said. " Not hard enough." She said plainly. Robyn sighed. "Why not?" said the girl. "I don't know." She said. " Yes, you do. Why haven't you gone yet?" the girl asked.
Robyn sighed.
"I am afraid."
"'Of What?"
"Him."
"Who?"
"Robb."
"Why?"
"Because I love him"
"Why are you afraid to?"
"Because I don't know how..."
The girl then took a seat beside her and gave a rye smile. "You're afraid to love...Really?"
"You know I don't remember asking your opinion..."
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"Mine is the only opinion that matters...mine and....his." She said and it was then that Robb's smile flash across her thoughts. That wolfish grin that warmed her blood and calmed her spirit all at once. Gods she loved him but she was afraid, She wasn't a normal woman, she wasn't taught how to do any of this, how to give her heart away, and even though she did, she didn't know how to get him to keep it. She's always been a fleeting thing, a novelty, she was afraid that one day, the novelty will wear off and then what.
"You won't know until you try." said the girl.
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"I don't like to fail."
"Then don't...You didn't fail me."
"I failed you worst of all."
"No you haven't, Remember what you wanted to be."
"Yes."
"You've found it, now all you have to do is go."
"How can you be so sure...?"
"Because he's waiting for you." The girl then stood up and starting walking off.
"You haven't failed me yet..." She said and Robyn watched her before looking out at the sea again. Finally, she stood up and started walking toward the water, before long she stood at the edge, where a large cliff stood, towering over the water below.
When the seas grow rough, come to me, I am your harbor."

Robyn took a breath and closed her eyes, and let herself fall.
"I'm coming..."


With a loud gasp, Robyn's eyes opened and she sprang to a sitting position, her head swam and she could barely breath but she calmed when her eyes locked with his. She had no words but her eyes said it all.


Clara sat at the dining table with the rest of her family, Roth, Queen Tenanye, Queen Amelia and Da'Karro, yet her mind went to Robyn and Robb and subsequently, Casey. He wasn't at dinner and she hadn't seen him since they arrived. Her eyes flickered to Queen Tenanye, as suddenly, she seemed to have a hard time breathing. She stood up sharply. " Sumimasen." She said quickly before exiting the room, Clara stood up and nodded to Jon, letting him know she was leaving after her.

"Milday?" Clara asked after catching up with her. "Casey's gone." She said breathing heavily. "How do you know?"

"I felt it, He moved so quickly." She said holding her chest and Clara frowned sadly. " Why would he leave, the Captian's back..."
"That's exactly why..." Tenanye said and took a deep breath, finally calming down. Clara frowned and shook her head. "Well, Let's finish dinner, we'll figure something out afterwards." She said and Tenanye nodded. She had to get it together, yes, her progeny left suddenly, breaking their connection like severing a tightly pulled rope, but she had to keep her composure, soon the King of Drake would be arriving and she couldn't be distracted by this. She and Clara reentered the dining hall and took their respective seats, she nodded a small apology and got to her dinner.

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Character Portrait: Robb Stark Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Roth Ursuul Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse Character Portrait: Moloch Markus
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It had been a long time since he visited the North, Moloch noted. He never thought he'd be received by Lord Eddard Stark again after he heard of Wanhope's sacking of the country. He had had mixed feelings about that but, ever the pragmatist, saw the advantage in sticking with Wanhope at that time. Now, he would be forging connections that would determine his kingdom's future. Once again, he had left Kallias in charge of ruling the kingdom in his stead with Tyrion as his Steward. Soon enough, he was at the gates of White Harbor.

"Inform Lord Stark, Prince Roth and Queen Tenanye that I have arrived," he ordered the guards. One of the guards shot him a glare. It was common knowledge that he had been allied with Wanhope, after all.

"I hate the North. Its people are much too serious. Rather like you, Eirene," Cyrus noted from his right side. Said guardswoman shot him a glare.

"They are a great people. They don't turn senile in their old age."

Moloch listened to the two of them spar. The inroduction of firearms into the army hadn't gone well with his bodyguard while Cyrus had embraced it. The drakons would remain a formidable power for the near future, Moloch knew, but now, they were no longer the invulnerable force they once were.

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Arya Stark Character Portrait: Robb Stark Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Roth Ursuul Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse
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"You may have just made me even more confused my love." Da'Karro said and Clara sighed defeatedly, she really didn't know how to answer such a question but she tried. "When we farewelled Sheva, it seemed she had so many friends there to bid her goodbye, I wonder when I die, whether any but you will be there to mourn me." Clara had nothing for that, did he have any friend beyond her? She knew that they would be there, Jon, Casey, and the Captian, but would they be there for Him? and not just supporting her? She thought about the question, and didn't know how to answer that either. He looked at her and smiled, causing on to grace her lips as well. "Come, enough talk of death and mourning, enjoy the party, you have everyone back together agai-" He stopped, his expression going completely blank for a moment before scanning the room. Clara looked at him and tried to follow his gaze. She found it on one of the bannerman, a few tables down. She frowned some, out of curiosity. "Da'Karro?" She called to him, touching his arm as he glared daggers at the bannerman. "My Love, What is i-"
"You." He hissed and before she knew what happened, he was gone in a flash, his Kurki free and a horedous scream broke from his throat, that sent cold chills down her spine."LOOOCKE!"
Suddenly the monster was free again, having consumed the man, and unlike all the times before, she didn't know why and she was terrified, She stumbled back to her seat and curled up, watching in horror.

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Arya Stark Character Portrait: Robb Stark Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Roth Ursuul Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse Character Portrait: Moloch Markus
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Tenanye shot to her feet, in the instant that Da'Karro's blade flew free, She reached out her hand and thin white threads, sprang from her long black nails, and hooked around Da'Karro's wrist, but it was much too late as his blade had already done what it had intended to do. Tenanye pulled the thread and whipped Da'Karro back and away from his victim, as Jon and the other's got to doing their duty. Jon was furious and his beloved cousin was struck dumb, unmoving, just covering her ears and her eyes shut tight as if she knew what was going to happen and was powerless to do anything about it.

Tenanye could see that Jon had very few options and this point, the only thing he could think to do was to have him arrested, she kept him wrapped tightly in her web like the spider she was, he wasn't about to get free.

"It is a shame I had to do that." She said as she wrapped the thread around his wrists, keeping him bound, and broke the thread as Jon and a few other men ushered Da'Karro off.

Clara looked green, as she stared at what was left of Da'Karro's latest victim, thankfully, Amelia was there, a shoulder for her to cry on, in which she used.

It was in that moment that a foreign looking man appeared with the young squire, Podrick, seemingly having missed what just happened. Tenanye, approached him. " You must be of Drake, yes?"

The man nodded, Tenanye looked back at the calming chaos.

"Take me to your King," She said and she followed the man out to meet this King of Drake. She didn't know what to expect,maybe an older man, mage like in appearance but she didn't expect the golden eyed man before her.

"King of Drake?" She asked, not quite sure if this was correct. "I am Queen Tenanye, the King of the North is presently quite busy, you'll have to forgive him, much has happened." She said with a smile and gestured to the snow covered terrace. "You wanted to discuss the future?"

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"It would seem that the North is still not without its troubles," Cyrus commented dryly. Moloch raised an eyebrow at his former tutor.

"You sensed something?" the young king asked. The magi nodded.

"I sensed a surge of panic and stress nearby as well as the iron discipline of guardsmen with little formal education," Cyrus noted, receiving a glare from Eirene.

"Very funny, old man."

"I thought so."

As Moloch was about to reply, the door opened and there, before him stood a remarkable creature. He took in her appearance. She was beautiful with soft features and curves in all the right places, but it was her eyes that caught his notice. They were attentive and curious. This was someone who took in her surroundings and, though she was often awed by it, she was no fool.

"King of Drake? I am Queen Tenanye, the King of the North is presently quite busy, you'll have to forgive him, much has happened." She said with a smile and gestured to the snow covered terrace. "You wanted to discuss the future?"

Moloch nodded and followed her outside into the snow. He spoke, "You are correct. I have no desire for my people to suffer for a small miscalculation on my part."

He paused for a moment before asking, "What was the commotion my Magi sensed just now? I hope it was not serious."

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"You are correct. I have no desire for my people to suffer for a small miscalculation on my part."The King of Drake said and Tenanye rose her brow. "Of that I am sure." She commented. She knew that he'd allied himself with the so-called Godking, but now, with half of the world seemingly joining forces against him, including his own son, surely he was here to switch sides, play for the winning team, and if he knew anything of Fae and their inability to lie, getting on her good side would be a good strategy, so despite how her eyes seemed glued to him, she knew she would be a fool to trust his motives. She stood beside him as the cold of the outside kissed his skin, but the warmth of his body kept her from wanting to flee to the inside.
He stopped for a quick moment. "What was the commotion my Magi sensed just now? I hope it was not serious." He asked and Tenanye smiled sadly. "An skirmish among men with an unfortunate end," She told him softly.
"You're Magic is quite gifted in sensory, I am impressed." She told him. "I can sense you are of magic as well," She said and looked around him, seemingly at his aura. "Fire? I presume, you have a warmth about you."

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"An skirmish among men with an unfortunate end," She told him softly.

Moloch raised an eyebrow at that. Fae, he knew, could not lie, but her words still left room for interpretation. Who was it unforunate for? Was it unfortunate for them or simply unfortunate for the one who was on the wrong side of the altercation. In his experience, the inability to lie was not a weakness for experienced Fae.

"You're Magic is quite gifted in sensory, I am impressed."


Moloch laughed in amusement, "Do not let him hear you say that. He has a big enough ego as it is. He is quite gifted in the magical arts."

"I can sense you are of magic as well," She said and looked around him, seemingly at his aura. "Fire? I presume, you have a warmth about you."

The young king smiled and produced a small flame in his hand, "You are correct. I am gifted with manipulating this element. Every member of my family has the gift. I do not, however, possess a talent in other areas of magic. Magic is not as common among my people as yours, though we are more fortunate than some others. We are less fortunate than others, though."

He shook his head, "Demigods and mythical beasts. A dalliance of lustful gods among mortals has far-reaching consequences indeed."

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"An skirmish among men with an unfortunate end," She told him softly.

Moloch raised an eyebrow at that. Fae, he knew, could not lie, but her words still left room for interpretation. Who was it unforunate for? Was it unfortunate for them or simply unfortunate for the one who was on the wrong side of the altercation. In his experience, the inability to lie was not a weakness for experienced Fae.

"You're Magic is quite gifted in sensory, I am impressed."


Moloch laughed in amusement, "Do not let him hear you say that. He has a big enough ego as it is. He is quite gifted in the magical arts."

"I can sense you are of magic as well," She said and looked around him, seemingly at his aura. "Fire? I presume, you have a warmth about you."

The young king smiled and produced a small flame in his hand, "You are correct. I am gifted with manipulating this element. Every member of my family has the gift. I do not, however, possess a talent in other areas of magic. Magic is not as common among my people as yours, though we are more fortunate than some others. We are less fortunate than others, though."

He shook his head, "Demigods and mythical beasts. A dalliance of lustful gods among mortals has far-reaching consequences indeed."

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"You are correct. I am gifted with manipulating this element. Every member of my family has the gift. I do not, however, possess a talent in other areas of magic. Magic is not as common among my people as yours, though we are more fortunate than some others. We are less fortunate than others, though."
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Tenanye looked at the flames in his palm, cocking her head some out of curiosity. Magic, as they called it, began in Anansai, and trickled out into this world, causing humans, who previously did not possess the oneness with the world around them, to develop certain abilities. She wondered where in his lineage did this begin.

Moloch shook his head, bringing her back to the conversation. "Demigods and mythical beasts. A dalliance of lustful gods among mortals has far-reaching consequences indeed."

"Oh?" She inquired with a frown, as they neared a tree. She noticed a small spider, crawling up the bark, looking for warmth. she pouted some, sadly, and opened her palm for the small creature and let it crawl into her hand and up into her hair for the warmth it searched for.
"Your gods are different from anything in Anansai, We know our goddess, we've seen her, We know what she wants because she has told us, with her own words. I've noticed that, in many our human cultures, the God or Goddess has never actually been seen. Faith, it is called. Anansai has no such word, because we do not need it...yet you all do, from time to time..." She said and thought back to Lord Robb and Captain Robyn. A true display of faith if there ever were one. He believed and that belief was all he needed and it proved fruitful.

"It is...perplexing." She said and smiled.

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"Your gods are different from anything in Anansai, We know our goddess, we've seen her, We know what she wants because she has told us, with her own words. I've noticed that, in many our human cultures, the God or Goddess has never actually been seen. Faith, it is called. Anansai has no such word, because we do not need it...yet you all do, from time to time..."

"Your goddess is strange in my eyes," Moloch replied with a shrug, "Our gods are aloof. They appear only when they choose to. To walk among one's worshipers like your goddess.... It is unseemly. It would be like myself living in the slums of my city."

"It's not so bad, Majesty. Rat is a surprisingly versatile dish," Cyrus noted. Eirene glared at him.

"You did not grow up poor."

"No, but I had to hide among the poor a few times in my long life."

"It is a wonder they could stand you."

"Magic pays for itself over time. It is versatile. Much more than a spear."

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"Your goddess is strange in my eyes," He mused, with a shrug. "Our gods are aloof. They appear only when they choose to. To walk among one's worshipers like your goddess.... It is unseemly. It would be like myself living in the slums of my city."

To this, Tenanye frowned. She did not hold herself in higher regard then her own people, if they suffered, then so she did.

She missed most of the conversation. "Why do you have a place within your city, to which you yourself, dare not live?" She asked rhetorically, with a small frown. "I couldn't imagine a place with which I would place the poorest of my people to live if I wouldn't live there myself." She said shaking her head. "It seems...selfish." She said looking at him skeptically and then wondered, what his intentions were, truly. "Why did you wish to seek audience with me, King Moloch?" She asked him, stopping her forward motion. "What is it that you want?"

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Roth was watching the man be cut into by Jeddah man's blade. It was an interesting sight, but rude, even if it was a Khalidoran feast. Just then a vanguard whispered in his ear that Moloch had entered the caste. As not to appear rude himself, Roth continued to eat his meal until he was finished. Then he departed to meet with his father's apparent ally.

The prince arrived to the room that Moloch was in only to catch the last bit of conversation between Tenanye and the Drake King. Religion and economics? Two races who treat magic completely differently would also have completely different views on the subject. He decided to enter.

"Of course my Goddess is quite different from either of yours, as well as my country's economic stance." Roth said as he entered the room with two of his vanguard behind him. He gave a nod towards Moloch. "I assume that you're here to discuss terms of an alliance with me and a trade agreement with Tenanye, am I right?" He asked the Drake King. It wouldn't be for any military pursuit that was for sure. Drake was too weak, too far away, and for all intents and purposes, too poor for such an endeavor. On the other hand no fae army could be an organized human force due to their weakness to iron, the staple of human weaponry. The only option left was the obvious one. Moloch must want Anansai's many exotic trade goods, that or something magic.

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Tenanye had been watching Moloch closely when the young Prince arrived, her eyes cutting slowly in his direction. She wasn't sure how she felt about the young lad, he was older in mind and spirit then he was in body, yet she still had a hard time viewing him as anything but a child playing at being a man, even if it wasn't of his own volition.

"Of course my Goddess is quite different from either of yours, as well as my country's economic stance."

"No truer words, Young Prince." She stated with a nod. "I assume that you're here to discuss terms of an alliance with me and a trade agreement with Tenanye, am I right?" He said looking toward Moloch, with a inquisitive eye. "Is he?" She asked him, with a hand to her hip.


(Sorry so short!)

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(Sorry for the long wait. I thought I replied! LOL).

Moloch raised an eyebrow, somewhat baffled by her words. They were innocent, particularly in the mouth of a powerful magical being and ruler. He shook his head.

"We humans are different. We have greater numbers and different customs. I could not live among the poor even if I wanted to. To do so would invite assassination or a coup."

He paused for a moment, listening to the two get to the point. He nodded.

"Good. I am always ready to get to the point. Drake has much to offer to your two kingdoms in terms of trade and military might. Do not let our small size fool you. Our armies are elite and the weapons we've developed equal that of Wanhope's designs. The sword and shield does not quite do it anymore, yes?"

Of course, he neglected to mention he and Wanhope had helped develop the arquebus together. It would be common knowledge soon enough.

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Roth glanced at Tenanye worriedly. There were rumors from the resistance in the east that his father were leading soldiers with a new, terrifying weapon. One that could pierce armor like it was cloth and spit fire. He didn't want to believe it, but perhaps what the Drake king said was true. Then his father might have an edge over them, at least until reinforcements came from Khalidor.

"What weapons are these that you speak of? How do you make them? By magic or slave labor?" He asked Moloch. Those were always the two best ways to make weapons quickly and since Roth was against slavery, that meant that magic would prove more useful, that or cheap labor. After he becomes Godking, Roth intended to pressure Fuaria and Drake City into abolishing slavery whether it was through economic might or invasion.

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"What weapons are these that you speak of? How do you make them? By magic or slave labor?"

Moloch laughed slightly, "Do you think that we would use slaves to produce weapons? That more than anything opens up the possibility of a slave rebellion. No, these weapons are produced by freemen under the supervision of expert artisians and magi. We are, of course, moving towards emancipation provided our military and economic position is stable."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "We do have a few samples with us, Roth. A demonstration may be useful."