Announcements: Universe of the Month! » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newbies » RPG Chat — the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Loot! » Natural Kinds » I have a funny idea » Life in the 21st century. » Song of the Runes » Plato’s Beard » Clues » Nihilism » Strange Tales From Hadean » Art Gulag [ Come get this Commish! ] » Visibility of Private Universes & Profile Customisation » Presuppositionalism » Aphantasia » Skill Trees - Good, Bad & Ugly » In-Game Gods & Gameplay Impact » Cunningham's Law » The Tribalism of Religion » Lost Library » Game Theory » The Hidden Void »

Players Wanted: 18+ Writing Partner [Fantasy, Romance, Etc.] » 18+, Multi-Para to Novella Writers please! » Looking for roleplayers » Fun tale full of angels, demons, and humans » Looking for roleplayers » A Fairytale World in Need of Heroes & Villains! » Are You a Crime Addict? » Wuxia RP » Looking for roleplayers » New Realistic Roleplay - Small World Life ٩( ´・ш・)و » Mentors Wanted » MV Recruiting Drive: sci-fi players wanted! » Veilbrand: The Revolution » Gonna do this anyway. » Looking for Kamen Rider Players » Elysium » Looking for roleplayers for a dystopian past! » Revamping Fantasy Adventure RPG, need new players » Here, At the End of the World (supernatural mystery drama) » Seeking Role Players for a TOG Based RP »

Crowns, Empires, Blood and Swords

Valyria

0 INK

a part of Crowns, Empires, Blood and Swords, by TheCrimsonLady.

The Kingdom of the Valyria

TheCrimsonLady holds sovereignty over Valyria, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

412 readers have been here.

Copyright: The creator of this roleplay has attributed some or all of its content to the following sources:

this role-play is a revive of crowns, empires & swords. http://www.roleplaygateway.com/roleplay/crowns-empires-swords

Setting

Home of the Mother of Dragons
Create a Character Here »

Valyria

The Kingdom of the Valyria

Minimap

Valyria is a part of The New World.

1 Characters Here

Theomus Caggarell [16] "Dont you think that They would look so much better on fire my love?"

Start Character Here »


Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
Sitting in the highback chair beside her husband's throne. Queen Caemryn held the paper in her hand. "What is this?" She asked the man that stood before her. "An Invitation, Milady...A summit in Khalidor, they hav-"
Caemryn waved her hand. " I can read." She huffed impatiently, as she read over the paper. A trade summit. What in seven hells did Khalidor think they would accomplish with this? Vaylria didn't need anything from them, they were protected by two bodies of water, they had all the steel they needed as well the the man power.
Image

"We will not be attending." She said and tore the paper in half and then those halves in half. The herald swallowed. "Should we not present this to the King...Milady?"

"Is he here?" She asked, waving to the empty throne. "No, he is not, he is off, with his quandaries and curiosities....I am Queen Regent, and I say, that we are not going." She said and tossed the papers at the herald.

"Yes, Milady, Forgive me, Milady." He said, and Caemryn arched an eyebrow and he scurried off at the sight.

"That's enough for today." She said and her Kingsguard guided all the rest of the subjects out of the throne room.

Caemryn took a breath. She liked the power, she did, but she hated doing this alone. When she was married to the King, she thought things would be good, her family was always rich, she never wanted for anything, except attention. Her father spent his time making money and none with her, so when she was married to Theomus, she thought she would get that...but no. He was mad, always had been and always will be. He loved her, she figured but he didn't pay attention, he couldn't. She had to do nearly everything herself, while he presented her with burned bodies of his experiments.

She made her way to the his laboratory. where he spent most of his time with whatever oddity he'd found himself with.

She knocked on the door.

"Theomus?" She called through the door, carefully. She could only imagine what was going on behind that door, so she steadied her stomach for whatever it might bring. She could still smell the last gift in her nose.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
Later that evening, Caemyrn caught her breath, while-- Well she couldn't remember his name, but he tried to reach up and kiss her but she held her hand over his mouth. "Don't..."She said and he looked hurt but smiled. "That was amazing." He said and she rolled her eyes. "I'm sure it was." She said and climbed out of bed, pulling her night clothes over her pale body. "Was it not good for you, Your Grace?" He asked, taking his time getting dressed. "Would you just get dressed and stop asking questions?" She said as she walked over to the table and grabbed a cup of wine. "Your Grace, if there's something you want--"
"I want you to get dressed and then out." She said, without looking at him. "Quickly." She said and he hurried up then scurried out. It was at the moment that a waft of burning flesh came flooding in, which meant her husband. She poured herself another drink.
That fool, he just got himself killed.
Image

She turned to see Theomus, looking far from pleased. "My love, It is nice to see you before I sleep." She said and then frowned. "What is it? What's the matter?" She said walking up to him, taking his hands. "Did one of your subjects parish too soon, I told you you should try man, a strong one, they tend last longer." She said, feigning diplomacy. "That's not it, what's wrong?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by zeph_gm
Theomus felt uneasy, the events of that afternoon leaving him angry and confused. Why was Caemryn the one who was asked first? Why had he not been told of some far off Khalidoran summit? He probably would have deferred the decision to her in any case, but that was not the point. The point, was he was King. This was his Kingdom. His people. THEY BELONGED TO HIM! HIM AND NO ONE ELSE!
He moved through the castle like a ghoul, making no sound as his cadaverous, bloodstained visage strode along the corridors of his realm. He was going to speak to Caemryn, ensure that she understood that she may be his wife, but he was her king and she would treat him as such.
The girl he had held in his laboratory had not lasted much longer, her body being disposed of like all the others had. So far, he had yielded no conclusive results.
There was a noise ahead and Theomus paused, he was almost at his queens chambers now, such a noise could have only come from there. He slunk back into the shadows, watching, waiting for whomever it was who had left his queens abode. A young man walked past, out of breath and sweaty, his clothes rumpled and only half on him. Theomus remembered his face. He would be questioned, and punished, later. For now he had to speak with his wife.
He left the shadows and rounded the corner to where the Queens door sat slightly ajar. He pressed it open gently and stepped inside, where Caemryn, dressed in her night clothes, stood with a glass of wine in hand.
"My love, It is nice to see you before I sleep." She said and then frowned. "What is it? What's the matter?" She said walking up to him, taking his hands. "Did one of your subjects parish too soon, I told you you should try man, a strong one, they tend last longer." She said, feigning ignorance. "That's not it, what's wrong?"
He watched her face, her eyes, not wanting to believe that she had betrayed him in this way.
"There was a man outside." He said, in an even measured tone, "He appeared to have just left your chambers. he was sweaty with exertion and only half dressed. Tell me. What was he doing here?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
Image "There was a man outside." Themous said, he almost sounded sane. "He appeared to have just left your chambers. He was sweaty with exertion and only half dressed. Tell me. What was he doing here?"
Caemyrn, without wasting a moment, held her hand over her mouth. "I thought I felt someone watching, I just assumed I was tired and imagining things." She said, allowing tears to gloss her eyes. She was a skilled liar, she wouldn't have gotten this far if she wasn't. She tugged her clothes at her shoulders, as if she were suddenly uncomfortable."I'd just finished bathing. Oh Gods, My love, do you think he was watching me...?" She said, holding her chest as if her heart was racing as she sat on the bed. "This is why you need to be here with me at night, they would have never done such a thing had you been here.... Do you know who it was? I want his head." She said, blinking back her tears as if she were trying to appear strong. "Find him, Theo...Oh Gods." She said and shivered. She told the little idiot to run, he didn't, this is what happens when someone doesn't listen.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by zeph_gm
"Find him, Theo...Oh Gods." Caemryn said, tears welling and her body shivver as she clutched herself.
Theomus stood and watched her blankly, staring into her eyes. Silent for what must have been the longest second. He stepped forward and embraced his love firmly, protectively encircling her. One hand ran through her golden hair, and he kissed the top of her head to comfort her.
"I will."
He broke from the embrace suddenly and marched off out the door, he had work to do.
"SEAL THE GATES!" He screamed, as he strode back down along the corridor, "NO ONE LEAVES THE CASTLE ON PAIN OF DEATH! GUARDS TO ME, YOUR KING CALLS YOU!"
A call began, solitary at first but swiftly growing in clamour and frequency. Calls to seal the gates, calls to attend the king. Swiftly men descended upon Theomus's position, the whole castle awakening at his indignation.
"Sir what is your will?" One of the guards asked Theomus as he took a knee before his king.
"There is an intruder in the castle," Themus said, not even breaking stride, "He has defiled my queens quarters and her dignity. Bring him to me alive. No one on the gates leaves their post on pain of death. No one leaves the castle or I will have every guard on the wall executed. Find every man in the castle and bring him before me. I know his face. I will await there. You two, see to my wife and bring her to the throne room. She will want to see justice done. You, bring oil and pitch to the throneroom. I will punish the insolent cur myself. GO!"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
For a moment, a brief moment, she thought he didn't believe her as he stared at her for the longest moment. Finally, he stepped up to her pulled her into him and held her. If she were honest with herself, it felt nice, to have him hold her like a normal sane man would hold his wife."I will" He told her and broke from her, causing her to stumbled gracelessly backward, she found her footing though, straightened herself and cleared her tears. She began searching for something to wear. There would be an execution this night. Image

It didn't take long for her husband to find the fool boy and had guards come to collect her.
"Your Grace, The King has requested your present in the throne room."

"'Of course he has." She said as she pulled a shaw over her shoulders. "My sister, her husband and Lord Peregrine, collect them as well. I want them all to see this." She said and of the two guards that had come for her ran off to get her sister and her husband.

Caemryn walked with the single guard and made her way to the throne room, passing the boy as she entered and took a seat at her throne beside her husband's.
Image
"Y-Your Grace....I-I..."
Caemryn rose her hand silencing the boy. "You've dishonored me....Do you think anyone here wants to hear you speak." She said and the defeated look in his eyes were not lost on her, but it didn't effect her. She told him, he wanted to continue to touch her, to linger, when she warned him to leave, so this was his own doing.

She turned her head. "My King, my Love, please" She said softly. "Return to me my honor...." She said.

"Your Grace, Please, Mercy!" He begged but Caemyrn would not hear any of it. Instead, she looked to Peregrine, warning in her eyes. This could be him if they aren't careful.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

__Peregrine__Le Buque __
Image


__Vanessa__Pendragon__
Image


__Francis__Pendragon__
Image


(Note: Francis speaks in a French accent. I didn’t feel like typing his dialogue in a French accent so I ask if you all would imagine the accent as you read his dialogue. I attribute the accent to some olden dialect of Drake City common tongue. He is originally from Drake City.)

Night had come, Francis and Vanessa were about to leave the palace after an uneventful afternoon of keeping tabs on King Theomus. Really Francis did the interacting with Theomus as the King and Vanessa seldom got on well with one another. If anyone was to look stand about Theomus’ Laboratory door, Theomus didn’t mind Francis so much. Theo had finished his experimenting for the night so Francis and Vanessa had bid him goodnight and were headed home. Just as their carriage was ready to pull off from the palace a guard came rushing up screaming for the carriage to be halted.

“DRIVER PLEASE STOP THE CARRIAGE, BY ORDER OF THE QUEEN. The carriage came to an abrupt stop, which made Vanessa look to Francis in serious annoyance.

Francis sighed heavily. He looked to Vanessa pleadingly. He knew his wife was not easy to quell when angered. Accordingly, Vanessa remained silent and allowed Francis to deal with the situation. Francis drew back the curtain of the carriage window and looked at the messenger who’d trotted up to the window out of breath. “Whatever may be the issue? Does my dear sister in law require something from my wife and I? If it is not urgent we would like to return home. And of course, always give her our best regards.” Francis said to the messenger with a smile.

The messenger replied in huffs and puffs having still not quite caught his breath. ”Your grace Governor Francis and Lady Pendragon, I regret having to present you with an imposition; however his Majesty the King has issued an order for an execution tonight. Her Majesty the Queen has requested your grace’s presence. Would your grace please be so kind as to return to the palace?”

Vanessa, with a shocked expression, turned to Francis and gasped, “An EXECUTION?! What on earth happened?” She wondered what would have set Theomus off to hold a public execution. He killed people daily, yes. However those deaths were the result of experimentation in his lab. There were not made tobe public spectacles. Before Francis could reply Vanessa did. ”Right away.” She then called out to the driver. ”Driver, about face. We’re heading back inside. I shan’t miss this.”

Francis shook his head slightly saddened by the news of an execution. They were escorted down the halls and towards the throne room. Peregrine also had just arrived at the doors to the throne room. Francis was glad to see the general. He immediately greeted him and inquired as to what was going on. “General Le Buque what has happened? Who is to be executed and heavens why?”

Peregrine stood with a slightly uneasy look upon his face. He replied stoically, “A young, and certainly foolish, man has been accused of dishonoring the Queen. The King has ordered his death.”

Francis shook his head in pity. ”What an unfortunate happening. Is the Queen alright?” Francis asked.

Peregrine replied looking straight ahead. ”Unfortunately I cannot confirm her emotional state right now. I can only imagine that she must be quite upset in more than one way.” Peregrine chose his words carefully. He made his expressions strategically. He knew exactly what this situation was about. Only a few hours earlier it was him who was embracing the Queen. This young man was filler, cannon fodder, attractive and expendable. Caemyrn used him to pick up what she started with Peregrine. This was consensual, and the queen no doubt wanted a sexual encounter just as much as that young man was willing to provide it. However apparently the fool was not careful and the King found out. Peregrine somewhat felt responsible for what was about to happen.

Vanessa commented, ”I suppose that you will be performing the execution?”

Peregrine slowly turned his head and replied grimly, ”No. I will not. His Majesty would like to restore his wife’s honor personally.”

Vanessa listened and having grown tired of standing outside of the throne room doors she decided to enter. With the swing of her hand in the air, the heavy double doors swung open magically. ”Let’s not dawdle.” She said shortly and she began to swiftly enter the room taking Francis by the hand guiding him forward. Inside Caemyrn and Theomus sat on their thrones.

"Y-Your Grace....I-I..." The young man begged. Francis felt sorry for him. He honestly wished this wasn’t happening, at least not in front of him. He definitely didn’t want to question the integrity of his sister in law but he also wasn’t a fan of executions.

Caemryn rose her hand silencing the boy. "You've dishonored me....Do you think anyone here wants to hear you speak." She said and the defeated look in his eyes were not lost on her, but it didn't effect her. She told him, he wanted to continue to touch her, to linger, when she warned him to leave, so this was his own doing.

She turned her head. "My King, my Love, please softly. "Return to me my honor...." She said.

"Your Grace, Please, Mercy!" He begged but Caemyrn would not hear any of it. Instead, she looked to Peregrine, warning in her eyes. This could be him if they aren't careful.

[img=640x360]Image[/img]

Peregrine stared back at Caemyrn trying to decide if fooling around with Caemyrn was worth the risk. If he were ever to get caught, god forbid, there would be no way he’d allow Theomus to execute him without a serious fight. Peregrine would die trying to survive. Unlike Peregrine however, this young man lacked the skill and strength to accomplish such a feat to survive a fight for his life. He was doomed to death. It was clear that Caemyrn would not look out for him or anyone for that matter. She was a survivor plan and simple. Fortunately for Peregrine, so was he.

Peregrine looked toward Theomus, whose eyes seemed fixed on the young man awaiting execution. His eyes then trailed over towards Vanessa. Remembering what she had said earlier, ” Caemryn things would be so much simpler for you if Theo were… preoccupied, somewhere out of the way.” he placed more thought on Vanessa’s words. Honestly Theomus could easily be looked upon as a hindrance to his own kingdom’s longevity. He was most always preoccupied with his personal pursuits leaving Caemyrn to handle most all of the Kingdoms affairs. However usurping the throne was nowhere near any desire of Peregrine’s.

Vanessa looked upon the young man, ”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?” She said to her sister rather casually.

Francis replied, ”My dear, Caemyrn is a queen and thus such a crime committed against her is only punishable by death usually.” He stepped forward and addressed the King and Queen. ”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.” Francis wanted to end this fiasco swiftly. He knew that death by Theomus’ hand would be horrid, torturous and long lasting.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

[img]Haviir%20Kabuk[/img]

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.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

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.
Image


”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.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

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.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
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.
Image

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."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

"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.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

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.
Image
"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.
Image
"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.
Image

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?"
Image

"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.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

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.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Father Superior The Blue Faery Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Peregrine Le Buque Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

__Francis__Pendragon__

Image


__Peregrine__Le Buque __
Image


__Vanessa__Pendragon__

Image



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, “I 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.

“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..."

Image
[/cener]

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."

[center]
Image

Vanessa joked, “Oh 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.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Zexen Tiberius Elen Character Portrait: Valen Mori Elen Character Portrait: Moloch Markus Character Portrait: Queen Caemyrn Ranye Character Portrait: Father Superior The Blue Faery Character Portrait: Haviir Kabuk Character Portrait: Francis Pendragon Character Portrait: Theomus Caggarell Character Portrait: Vanessa Pendragon
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

__Francis__Pendragon__
Image



__Vanessa__Pendragon__
Image


Francis stood gracefully from his seat and took his wife’s hand, gently assisting her to her feet. “Well 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. “Francis 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, “If 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.

Image


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.

Image


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, “Brilliant. 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, “However, 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)__
Image


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.

Image


”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.”

Image


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.

cron