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Haviir Kabuk

"Patience is the key to opportunity"

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a character in “Crowns, Empires, Blood and Swords”, as played by Roku Mushabuki

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""Without a struggle, there can be no progress.""
-Fredrick Douglas


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Name: Haviir Kabuk
Title/or Moniker: Caliph of Volanti
Gender Male
Age: 47
Species: Human
Class/Occupation: Caliph
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Likes: Religion, walks through the cities, building temples, festivals, reading

Dislikes: Profligates, Drake City, the idea of opening up borders to foreigners

Strengths: Riding, sword fighting, public speaking, and gaining public support

Weaknesses: Low stamina, older, money management, commanding in battles

Personality:. Haviir cares deeply for his people and the culture in his kingdom. He believes that trade with other countries and extensive relationships abroad would only harm their heritage, as such he had prohibited most trade. He has also taken a more conservative stance than his predecessors, believing that other foreign religions should not be allowed within the nation. Sometimes he is known to be sometimes overly cautious when having the advantage in a situation and is cunning when at a disadvantage.

Quirks and Habits: Twists his beard when he thinks, moves his hands when talking





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Land/Kingdom: Volantian Confederacy
History:.
Haviir was the only son born to Ishik the Great. At that time Volanti held more territory and its culture dominated the realm. In his youth his father had sent him to the academies of Drake City, Jodan, and Soltera for his learning. When he reached the age of twenty five, his father stepped down from the throne and served as Haviir's adviser until his death three years later. The young ruler took steps to secure his kingdom's borders, which were rapidly decreasing as they were annexed by the surrounding countries. Military spending was tripled as he stationed an army in each city to make sure revolts would not occur. He also revived the old intelligence gathering of the empire that it once was, sending spies in every land within a thousand miles of it's borders. His new laws allowed merchants within the borders to more easily create caravans and businesses.

When Haviir reached the age of forty, he had built tens of cathedrals and completely secured the borders, even along the Wastes. Still he had borrowed tremendous amounts of money from foreign powers, mostly from Drake City. Eventually it became too much and he had his country default on the loans. Even with taxes as high as ever and silver pouring in from the caravans, his country had fallen into near economic collapse.

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Haviir Kabuk's Story

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Guarded by several Janissaries, Haviir's horse slowly approached the front gate of Valyria's palace. It had taken quite sometime to travel there and his guards was tired. They had left Volanti months ago with thirty ships, which were left in a coastal city at the moment. His guard consisted of fifty Janissaries and ten Spahi. Although, he didn't expect anything to happen there that would endanger him, Valyria was a mildly calm country.

"Who are you and state your business!" The palace guards shouted. Haviir dismounted before speaking. " I am the Lord of Volanti, here to speak to your Queen. The matter is none of your concern." The guards glanced between themselves and then to the Janissary corps in front of them. One of them realized that no average man brought that kind of protection, so he ran off to send to report to the queen.

As Haviir stood, he gazed at the beautiful buildings around him. Much of the countryside seemed prosperous, unlike his own kingdom. Volanti had been known as the "sick man of the south" for quite some time. As the insult suggested, its territories were slowly crumbling away to its neighbors and the only thing that held it together was an incredibly expensive budget. That was in fact the reason behind his trip to see the Valyrian queen. Volanti had defaulted its loans to Drake and desperately needed more cash to maintain itself. In exchange for a loan, Haviir had a lucrative proposal to ask of Queen Caemryn.

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Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon
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Caemryn watched as her brother by law and sister entered the hall. Peregrine looking back at her, seeing her words in her eyes.
”It’s a pity you want him dead. He’s quite handsome. How about an eye for an eye? You could give the boy to Francis and I. He violated you so he could spend the rest of his existence being passed around and violated. Wouldn’t that be fitting?” Vanessa said Caemryn sighed. Why her sister was so insipid she would never know.
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”My dear, Caemyrn is a queen and thus such a crime committed against her is only punishable by death usually.” Her husband replied and Caemryn was surprised by his response. Oh what it must be like to have a sane husband. ”Your Majesties, I would be honored to handle this task for you. I could pluck out his heart and crush it. We can all go about our way. Her Majesty would have swift restoration of her honor.”

"No." Caemryn said. "I am my husbands, he dishonored not only me, but trespassed against him as well, My husband will do it as is his right." She said and it was then that yet another herald made an appearance.

"What is it now?" Caemryn asked with clear annoyance. "Forgive me your grace, but there is a man here to see you. He addressed you by name."The herald looked afraid. He knew what was happening here and didn't want to be apart of it.

"Well, who is it?"

"Haviier Kabuk."

Caemryn took a breath. "Send him. Let him see Valryian Justice." She said before allowing her husband to let the boy burn.

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Haviir waited for sometime before the herald returned. The guards were looking at his party with such curiosity. It was clear that they had not been far outside of their country, for Volantian dress was incredibly similar to that of Ashkaran or even Avalon of old. Still he allowed them to look over his guards. When the herald returned he guided Haviir up to the queen. He wished she was closer to the entrance, for he was still tired from the long ride. As the herald opened the doors to the queen, Haviir entered.

"Ah Queen Caemryn, it's good to see you again and in such good health too. I haven't seen you since your father's funeral, bless his soul. Alas I have not come here to indulge in past memories, but to speak on behalf of business." He said, pulling up a seat to rest his weary legs. "I find time to be invaluable so I'll be blunt. I would you to consider giving me a loan. One million ducats would suffice. As for payment, I think you'd like what I have to offer." Haviir said. It was a ludicrous amount of money for the first loan, especially given his country's financial problems, but his payment on that loan would be too lucrative to pss up.

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Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon
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Caemryn decided to receive the Volanti in the Hall of the small council while her husband did his worst. She was seated at the head of the long table as he entered. His wariness was not lost on her, she just simply didn't care. It was late hour as it was. He should have waited til morning.
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Ah Queen Caemryn, it's good to see you again and in such good health too. I haven't seen you since your father's funeral, bless his soul. Alas I have not come here to indulge in past memories, but to speak on behalf of business." He said as he took a seat, and Caemryn gave him an impatient sideways glance. "Yes, yes, blessed, get on with it..."

"I find time to be invaluable so I'll be blunt. I would you to consider giving me a loan. One million ducats would suffice. As for payment, I think you'd like what I have to offer."

Caemryn grabbed the cup of wine that sat in front of her, knowing she'll need it.

"the payment is irrelevant at the moment, Haviir, what is so much money for?" She said, not one to be played for a fool. "What are re you planning because I have a sneaking suspicious that it'll be less the favorable for Valyria."

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"What are re you planning because I have a sneaking suspicious that it'll be less the favorable for Valyria." Haviir smirked. Of course she skipped straight to the point.

"The Markus brothers are currently two oceans from their kingdom at Khalidor's summit. My spies had caught word of intentions to invade my country as a means to make up for our defaulted debt. So I've amassed the largest army Volanti had ever seen with the means of taking Drake City." He pulled out a map, placing it on the table.

"The money is meant to pay for the intial front of the invasion. My armies will march from the west to take Ithaca and siege Drake city, all the while my navy blockades their ports. I can muster fifteen legions to send in the first wave of the invasion, then another five for reinforcements. I request that you send your forces to put pressure on Drake's eastern borders. I'll send you a Janissary corp to assist your forces in taking Bellona's Spear." He took out a stick of charcoal and cut Drake in half.

"The new border will be split. Drake City and everything to its west goes to Volanti. In exchange for future financial backings and assistance in the war, the rest goes to Valyria. I predict that with our combined strength and their lack of leadership, the war should be over by the time Moloch comes back." His gaze met hers with confident eyes. The numbers weren't exaggerated. His armies were vast, but they were also poorly equipped and poorly trained for pitched battles. If the invasion were to go off without a hitch, he would need her full support.

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Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon
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The Markus brothers are currently two oceans from their kingdom at Khalidor's summit. My spies had caught word of intentions to invade my country as a means to make up for our defaulted debt. So I've amassed the largest army Volanti had ever seen with the means of taking Drake City."

Caemryn frowned. He has defaulted debt from another country, and some how he actually had the hubris to ask for a loan? She looked at him with amusement in her eyes as he pulled out a map and unfurled it on her table.
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"The money is meant to pay for the intial front of the invasion. My armies will march from the west to take Ithaca and siege Drake city, all the while my navy blockades their ports. I can muster fifteen legions to send in the first wave of the invasion, then another five for reinforcements. I request that you send your forces to put pressure on Drake's eastern borders. I'll send you a Janissary corp to assist your forces in taking Bellona's Spear." He drew a stark line down the middle of Drake and she rose a brow.
"The new border will be split. Drake City and everything to its west goes to Volanti. In exchange for future financial backings and assistance in the war, the rest goes to Valyria. I predict that with our combined strength and their lack of leadership, the war should be over by the time Moloch comes back."

Caemyrn cocked her head. "So what you want, it not only money, but an army equipped with Valyrian steel?" She asked. "I imagine with those numbers an invasion would do fine....it's not the men on the ground, it's the steel in their hands." She said. Valyrian steel, able to cut through other weapons like butter.
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"How about adding to that, Anansai silk." came a woman voice from behind her. Caemryn shot from her chair and turned, a woman with long white hair, pink eyes, and a dangerous smile, shrouded in white cloth stood before her now. "What sorcery is this? Who are you and how did you get in here?" Caemyrn said, there were no doors in this room besides the one she'd entered in with, with Haviir. "Did you bring her?" She asked him with a hiss.

"No, He didn't bring me, in fact, I'm sure I gave him just as much as a start as you," the woman said, her voice smooth as silk. She moved around to Caemryn and took a seat at her right.

"Who are you?" Caemryn hissed. "What are you?"

"Sophinia." She said. "Queen of the UnSeelie Fae, and let us just say, I have an interest in the welfare of your country." She said, and with a wave of her hand, Caemyrn's seat, slid out. "Sit, let us all speak." She said, and Caemyrn took a breath but sat.

"What do you want."

"Many things, but the ones that concern you, and him are simple." She said and Caemyrn swallowed. "And they are?"

"I want you, to kill Tenanye Ananse." She said, and then looked to Haviir, "and you can have your invasion of the Drake." She said.

"Kill...How....She is Queen of he---

"No!" Sophinia lost all of her charm, as she shouted, her voice echoing not only in the room, but in their heads as well, enough to make them dizzy.
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She cleared her throat and smiled. " No, I am Queen, she is a whelp,who does not have the right to be called Empress...." She said. "An Insect, that can be crushed beneath my foot." She said, and sat down. "I will provide you with all you need to kill her and once that is finished, you will have all the distraction you need to mount your invasion." She said, with eyes toward Haviir.

"I never said, I would help."

"No, not with words..."

"What do I get in return?" Caemyrn asked.

"You...You're heart's desire, I'll heal your husbands broken mind...."

Caemyrn looked at her in shock. "You can do that?"
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"I am Fae, I can do many things." She said and Caemryn looked away. It was the one thing she wanted taht she with all of her magic and charm could not achieve. She would know what it was like to have a sane husband, she wouldn't have to do all of this herself. She could feel the love she knew he had for her.

"All you have to do is say yes" Sophinia said and Caemryn looked at Haviir. "You'll have your coin, and the soliders, all armed with Valryian Steel" She said and Sophinia smiled.

"And Tenanye Ananse will die." She said and she knew just the person to send.

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Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon
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Haviir pursed his lips as Caemryn made a demeaning expression. Surely she knew that after Volanti was conquered, Drake would be powerful enough to expand into her kingdom? Then that woman entered the room, with a voice as sweet as the dew around an oasis. He watched as she explained herself. He had only really heard of fae in story tales, but she had kind of spell in her voice, perhaps a enchantment, that was convincing the queen to join him. Just to assassinate a woman?

"You'll have your coin, and the soliders, all armed with Valryian Steel"

Haviir smiled in approval to her answer. "Good. I will send my riders to notify my forces. I'm glad that you have agreed. The steel can wait until we take Ithica, my Janissary corps have enough dragon armor to defend itself. The'll prepare for the blockade and the invasion immediately. I'd say that a week after the message arrives they'll be able to get to Ithica. After Drake has mobilized the west, sent some ships with the steel to my western flank, to the blockade. I'm positive that we can play cat and mouse with them once they come out of their little den." He told her confidently. He couldn't wait for the time to equip each one of his conscripts with silk and steel. Those could be for the Janissaries.

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Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Father Superior The Blue Faery Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk
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Francis’ attempt at allowing the young man to die a quick death failed with the sounding of Caemryn’s response.

"No." Caemryn said. "I am my husbands, he dishonored not only me, but trespassed against him as well, My husband will do it as is his right." She said.

Francis bowed politely to his sister in law and replied, β€œI understand your Grace.”

Vanessa continued to eye the young man as she listened. ”Hmph, still such a pity and a waste of a young man.” She said casually.Then another herald made an appearance.

"What is it now?" Caemryn asked with clear annoyance. "Forgive me your grace, but there is a man here to see you. He addressed you by name." The herald looked afraid. He knew what was happening here and didn't want to be a part of it.

Peregrine couldn’t help but notice the herald’s fear and he didn’t blame the man. He himself could honestly admit that he felt frightened at the thought of having his life ended by the likes of Theomus. He wasn’t really worried about dying so much as by who’s hand, the dishonor left on his name. That’s what plagued him more.

"Well, who is it?" Caemryn fussed in reply to the herald. Vanessa chuckled a bit. To Vanessa, her sister’s impatience was oftentimes amusing when not being directed at her.

"Haviier Kabuk." the herald replied. Francis and Peregrine both looked to each other in serious intrigue at the announcement of this guest. They had both heard of this leader. They locked eyes both wondering what would bring him here of all places, and at such a time.

Caemryn took a breath. "Send him. Let him see Valryian Justice." She said before allowing her husband to let the boy burn. Francis closed his eyes as the young man’s body was ignited. Vanessa always loved the sight of flames dancing. She gazed on with a smug and satisfied smile. Vanessa didn’t seem to care much about the announced visitor, where he was from or what he wanted. She and Theomus, for once, seemed to be enjoying the same activity, watching flames destroy.

At Caemryn’s decision the Volanti were received in the Hall of the small council. All the while Theomus did his worst. Vanessa became quickly disenchanted by the execution as the room began smell of burning flesh and the scene grew less appealing to her. Vanessa had seen enough and followed Francis and Peregrine as they followed the Queen. Caemryn was seated at the head of the long table as Haviier entered. Vanessa, Francis sat down on either side of Caemeryn, while Peregrine stood keeping close watch of the situation. He didn’t trust their new guest, not that the man was untrustworthy but Peregrine needed to protect the Queen.

β€œAh Queen Caemryn, it's good to see you again and in such good health too. I haven't seen you since your father's funeral, bless his soul. Alas I have not come here to indulge in past memories, but to speak on behalf of business." He said as he took a seat, and Caemryn gave him an impatient sideways glance. "Yes, yes, blessed, get on with it..."

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Francis refrained from speaking. He simply perpetuated a pleasant smile as he listened intently. He wanted to know what this man wanted just as much as Caemryn did. However, unlike the Queen or his wife Vanessa, Francis had far more patience and care to keep up a false sense of pleasantness. He firmly believes in killing with kindness.

"I find time to be invaluable so I'll be blunt. I would you to consider giving me a loan. One million ducats would suffice. As for payment, I think you'd like what I have to offer." Haviier continued.

Caemryn grabbed the cup of wine that sat in front of her, knowing she'll need it.

Francis finally spoke, When money was involved Francis was the perfect person to have around. He was practically one of the kingdom’s best accountants. ”That is a very hefty sum of money, good sir.” Francis added.

"The payment is irrelevant at the moment, Haviir, what is so much money for?" Caemryn said quickly, not one to be played for a fool. "What are you planning because I have a sneaking suspicious that it'll be less the favorable for Valyria."

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Vanessa joked, β€œOh and please tell me we are charging interest for every moment he’s bored us with this nonsense.”

Haviir skipped straight to the point. ”The Markus brothers are currently two oceans from their kingdom at Khalidor's summit. My spies had caught word of intentions to invade my country as a means to make up for our defaulted debt. So I've amassed the largest army Volanti had ever seen with the means of taking Drake City.”

At the mention of taking over Drake City Francis grew very concerned. Actually he was concerned at the mention of Moloch Markus, his close friend and former king. Vanessa looked over to Francis as discreetly as she could knowing that Francis would want to protect Moloch. Francis began to pick a few grapes from the platter sitting on the table as he listened.

Haviir contined, "The money is meant to pay for the initial front of the invasion. My armies will march from the west to take Ithaca and siege Drake city, all the while my navy blockades their ports. I can muster fifteen legions to send in the first wave of the invasion, then another five for reinforcements. I request that you send your forces to put pressure on Drake's eastern borders. I'll send you a Janissary corp to assist your forces in taking Bellona's Spear." He drew a stark line down the middle of Drake and she rose a brow.

"The new border will be split. Drake City and everything to its west goes to Volanti. In exchange for future financial backings and assistance in the war, the rest goes to Valyria. I predict that with our combined strength and their lack of leadership, the war should be over by the time Moloch comes back."

Peregrine gave a tired expression after hearing the plan. He commented, ”Pardon my intrusion. However, what glory or honor do you gain by taking Drake while it’s king is gone? It’s a cowards victory. You’ll gain no respect from the remnants of Drake’s people or from other nations should you conquer in a coward’s manner.”

Caemyrn cocked her head. "So what you want, it not only money, but an army equipped with Valyrian steel?" She asked. "I imagine with those numbers an invasion would do fine....it's not the men on the ground, it's the steel in their hands." She said. Valyrian steel, able to cut through other weapons like butter.

"How about adding to that, Anansai silk." came a woman’s voice from behind. Caemryn shot from her chair and turned, a woman with long white hair, pink eyes, and a dangerous smile, shrouded in white cloth stood before her now. Peregrine immediately unsheathe his sword. Something was familiar about this woman. Not that Peregrine had met her before, but that she was not human, she was unearthly like someone else he’d met before. She mentioned Anansai, Peregrine remembered the Blue Faery. This woman was a Faery like the Blue Faery he’d met the night his son died. His eyes narrowed angrily on the woman.

"What sorcery is this? Who are you and how did you get in here?" Caemyrn said, there were no doors in this room besides the one they'd entered in with, with Haviir. "Did you bring her?" She asked him with a hiss. Vanessa raised a hand and ignited a fireball. She stood waiting for an excuse to hurl it.

"No, He didn't bring me, in fact, I'm sure I gave him just as much as a start as you said, her voice smooth as silk. She moved around to Caemryn and took a seat at her right, moving Francis aside. He assisted her in pushing in her chair. Francis was always the gentleman.

"Who are you?" Caemryn hissed. "What are you?"

"Sophinia." She said. "Queen of the UnSeelie Fae, and let us just say, I have an interest in the welfare of your country." She said, and with a wave of her hand, Caemyrn's seat, slid out. "Sit, let us all speak." She said, and Caemyrn took a breath but sat.

Vanessa grew a little nervous seeing Caemryn a bit uneasy. Caemryn usually kept her composure but it was minimally shaken this time. Vanessa and Francis sat down as well. Peregrine still stood on guard.

"What do you want."

"Many things, but the ones that concern you, and him are simple." She said and Caemyrn swallowed. "And they are?"

"I want you, to kill Tenanye Ananse." She said, and then looked to Haviir, "and you can have your invasion of the Drake." She said.

"Kill...How....She is Queen of he--- Caemryn began to reply.

"No!" Sophinia lost all of her charm, as she shouted, her voice echoing not only in the room, but in their heads as well, enough to make them dizzy. She cleared her throat and smiled. "No, I am Queen, she is a whelp, who does not have the right to be called Empress...." She said. ]b]"An Insect, that can be crushed beneath my foot[/b] sat down. "I will provide you with all you need to kill her and once that is finished, you will have all the distraction you need to mount your invasion." She said, with eyes toward Haviir.

"I never said, I would help."

"No, not with words..."

"What do I get in return?" Caemyrn asked.

"You...You're heart's desire, I'll heal your husbands broken mind...."

Vanessa huffed in amusement. ”So this Tenanye woman dies so that Theomus can be sane? Golly does she really get the short end of the stick here.”

Caemyrn looked at Sophinia in shock. "You can do that?"

Francis was grateful that this would serve as a distraction to invading Drake. It gave him a tiny bit of time to warn Moloch somehow.

"I am Fae, I can do many things." She said and Caemryn looked away.

"All you have to do is say yes" Sophinia said and Caemryn looked at Haviir. "You'll have your coin, and the soliders, all armed with Valryian Steel" She said and Sophinia smiled. Francis cringed. He was hoping that Caemryn would send the man away as it seemed she was disinterested in making a deal with him. But that was not to be the case.

"And Tenanye Ananse will die." She said.

”Well this will be fascinating.” Vanessa comented.

Francis knew he needed to send warning to Moloch as soon as possible. However the Drake king was far too distant to reach swiftly by any known conventional means. He pondered for a moment. He had an idea finally, one he was not proud of but it was his only hope, The Blue Faery. Francis knew a bit about Wishing Star Faery lore. He was always fascinated with stories of the faeries as a child. He knew enough to know that the Blue Faery was capable of appearing anywhere when summoned. Francis needed to use the Blue Faery as his messenger. Now all he needed was a way to call upon him.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Zexen Tiberius Elen Character Portrait: Moloch Markus Character Portrait: Valen Mori Elen Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Father Superior The Blue Faery Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell
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β–‰__Vanessa__Pendragon__β–‰
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Francis stood gracefully from his seat and took his wife’s hand, gently assisting her to her feet. β€œWell now that our business has concluded, My wife and I shall return home for the evening as it is very late. We bid you all a good evening.” He and Vanessa left the small council room and summoned for their carriage to be made ready for departure.

As the two walked toward the palace gates Vanessa inquired. β€œFrancis what are you planning love?” She knew better than anyone that her husband would die to protect his best friend Moloch. Francis had not yet answered before Vanessa continued, β€œIf you’re considering sending word to Moloch about the plans discussed here, I’m sure I needn’t remind you that said course of action would be considered treason.” she made sure to speak quietly enough for only the two of them to hear.

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Francis replied calmly while looking ahead. ”And if I am?” He didn’t what his wife caught up in his web of possibly death warrant signing affairs. If he was to warn Moloch it meant betraying his In-laws.

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Vanessa replied casually, ”Well I guess that makes us both guilty of committing treason now doesn’t it. You didn’t think for a second that I wouldn’t follow your course of action? Darling where you go I go. If you decided to embark the road to hell, well, to hell and back if necessary.” She said with a mischievous smile.

Francis looked relieved, he kissed Vanessa sweetly. ”Thank you my love.” he whispered. The carriage was prepped and the two set off for their home in Southern Valyria. Once home Francis explained his plan. ”Moloch is indeed too far for us to send word to him by letter or any conventional messenger thus I figured I’d have to use more imagination when pondering a method. Then it occurred to me to call upon the Blue Faery. When Sophinia arrived that’s when it occurred to me. We can have the Blue Faery send warning to Moloch in Khalidor. Wishing Star Faeries can travel the globe faster than most anyone, or so I’ve read.”

Vanessa replied, β€œBrilliant. I’ve always wanted to meet him. I’ve heard that he’s handsome. Now how do we gain an audience with the Blue Faery, doesn’t he appear to those of pure intentions and hearts? Darling making a wish that is ultimately an act of treason isn’t exactly my definition of a pure hearted wish.”

Francis smiled playfully and responded, β€œHowever, a desire to save a friend and his nation is a pure wish.” Wasting no time he exited their large home and wandered into the nearby woods. Francis wanted no witnesses, other than Vanessa. Francis, holding a lantern in his hand, looked up to the starry night’s sky and called out ”Luin Elen, I wish upon the Blue Star! I need your assistance.”

As the two of them stood waiting Vanessa folded her arms in impatience. ”I feel really bright standing in the middle of the woods at night shouting at the stars.” Francis simply embraced Vanessa and kissed her upon the lips. She began to feel better as she thought of their current situation as if they were on a secret date.

__Luin Elen/ Father Superior__
__(The Blue Faery)__
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Father Superior was busy healing those that were injured in Khalidor. He suddenly heard that he was summoned. The Blue Star in the sky shined brightly he was needed elsewhere however there were still many injured here that needed tending to. Father Superior flew about the sized people to find Niven. He and Zexen were sitting with a recovering Valen in the infirmary. I must go as I have been summoned. I will be back shortly. There are still many that need help here so I will call upon the Star Faeries to descend down from the skies of Anansai and assist the recovery efforts here. Remember, keep the book of Cosmos safe.

Father Superior pointed his wand towards the open window and a shining blast of blue light shot out into the night’s sky and erupted like fireworks. Moments later many colored orbs of light descended from the sky. The many wishing star faeries flew down to Khalidor, it looked as if the stars themselves were fluttering down to earth. About twenty-five star faeries fluttered about gathering around Father Superior. Faeries the people of Khalidor have suffered a great tragedy. There are many injurned and in need of healing. Tend to them. Those that are suffering from magic loss mainly need time to recover, focus you attention on tending to those with physical injuries. Use faery dust sparingly as humans should only have minimal contact with it. Also avoid iron as you know the consequences. If anyone gives you trouble about your unannounced precense inform them that you are here upon request of the Blue Faery Arch Bishop in Anansai. I will return as soon as I can.” with that, the Blue Faery flew off towards the night sky bound for Valyria.

Moments later his blue light could be seen through the trees of the woods Francis and Vanessa waited in. Francis took notice and smiled as if he were a young child upon the sight of the pixie sided faery. The Blue Faery flew close ”Greetings you who have called out to the Blue Star, how my I help you?”

Francis replied after bowing, ”I wish to warn my friend of impending danger. It is out of concern for his life and my former nation that I called you.”

”Please deliver this message to King Moloch Markus of Drake City. He is currently located in Khalidor.” Francis said as he held a neatly written and bound letter in his hand.

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”I’m not a courier Lord Francis. Please send your letters the conventional way as I have pressing matters to attend to. Not to mention that there are limits as to how involved I am allowed to be with human realm skirmishes.” Blue replied.

Francis replied, ”I figured you’d say something like that. So I have something else that might persuade you that this matter is as much of a concern to you as it is to us.”

”I’m listening.” Father Superior replied as he clasped his hands together.

Francis continued, ”Sophinia of Anansai has requested that our Queen kill Empress Tenanye in return for Anansai Silk and King Theomus’ returned sanity. Caemryn will aid in Haviir Kabuk’s invasion of Drake City. Caemryn has agreed to murder your Empress and Sophinia has promised to give her the means to do so. Anansai is just as much in danger as Drake City is I’d imagine.”

Vanessa interrupted, ”Now do we have your help or not? This matter is beyond your pious principles.”

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Father Superior nodded reluctantly in agreement. ”Crudely stated but I agree. You will have my aid. I will see to it that Moloch is warned. Please take great care when dealing with Sophinia. I cannot stress how dangerous she is. Trust that her intentions are in no way good for anyone but herself. I must go, I see time is of the essence. Farewell.” Father Superior took the note after minimizing it down to size and flew toward the sky.

The setting changes from Valyria to The Republic of Khalidor

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Moloch Markus Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Father Superior The Blue Faery Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon
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__Luin Elen/ Father Superior__
__(The Blue Faery)__
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The Blue Faery had made it back to Khalidor as swiftly as he could. He wanted more than anything to warn Empress Tenanye however he had no knowledge of where she was yet alone if she was injured at all due to the Mana bomb. He decided he would have to locate her after speaking with King Moloch. In pixie size among full sized humans, Father Superior flew about in search of the Drake king. As he passed by people they looked on in awe and some thought they were imagining things. One man shouted the he must have been still feeling the effects of the bomb, to which Father Superior found slightly amusing.

Having little luck locating Moloch, Father Superior decided to use a locator spell. He could tell that the atmosphere was still slightly effected by the mana-bomb. Spells would work but with a minor static-like interference. A floating trail of faery dust floated about the air leading Father Superior to the room Moloch was currently. There was a guard standing by as expected. As the blue glow of the faery bishop approached, the guard was alerted and stood in front of the door.

β€œWhat business do you have here faery? I cannot permit you to enter.” The tall and broad warrior stated as he towered above the floating pixie sized Blue Faery.

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Blue smiled and then calmly replied, β€œI am the Blue Faery, Arch Bishop of Anansai. I have come with a very important message for King Moloch of Drake City. It is of the utmost urgency that I speak with him.” Father Superior could have simply put the guard to sleep using a sleeping spell but that would not have been very diplomatic. Better to be safe than sorry, he thought.

The guard, took a moment to size the pixie up and consider the request. Ultimately he decided to ask the king. He turned around and entered room, closing the door behind him. ”Sire, The Blue Faery, Arch Bishop of Anansai is here. He says that he must speak with your highness. He claims it is a matter of great importance. Shall I grant him passage my lord?” The gurned kneeled down on one knee as he spoke to his king.

After a few moments the Guard returned from the room and opened the door for the Blue Faery to enter. Father Superior thanked the guard for considering his request and flew into the room. There sat King Moloch with the old Mage Cyrus, Father Superior had recognized Cyrus from the past. The two had encountered one another however neither of them alluded to this happening other than a subtle knowing glance exchanged between the two. Father Superior bowed to Moloch.

”Your Majesty, King Moloch, I have come with a matter most pressing and urgent. I was asked to deliver a letter for you. It hails from Sir Francis Pendragon and Lady Vanessa of Valyria. He has taken drastic measures to ensure this reaches your attention as swiftly as possible. Drake City is in grave danger. The details are provided in this letter written by Sir Francis.” Father Superior pointed his wand forward delicately and with a faint blue flash the letter appeared before the Drake King. It floated in the air, returned to normal size.

{The letter read as follows:}

”Beloved Friend, Moloch,

I am writing you this letter in great haste as it is regarding a matter of the utmost urgency. I have received confirmation that Haviir Kabuk of the Volantian Confederacy is conspiring with the queen of Valyria to wage war on Drake City in your absence. I have included a list of task coordinates on the back of this letter. My wife and I wanted to warn you for your sake and that of your nation. A great fae sorceress has also offered assistance with the matter. Our queen has been tempted by the fae witch to assist with this invasion as well as assassinate the Empress of Anansai.

I have asked the Blue Faery to deliver this message to you since I cannot be at your side. Vanessa and I are in your corner. I will do what I can to assist you. However I must tread carefully, my wife and I have technically committed treason in forewarning you. You, my dearest friend, and Drake, my home, are always in my heart. Fare thee well Moloch, and please return home as soon as possible. Your people need their King.

Sincerely Your Friend,
Governor Francis Pendragon"


Father Superior floated in the air, his dragonfly like wings beating against the air, as Moloch read the letter. He hoped that Empress Tenanye was alright.

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