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Galene Thalassa

"Let the water of your life be mine"

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a character in “The Tribes of Imos”, as played by girlwt

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A fragmented group that partly is fighting within itself.

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Full Name:Galene Thalassa

Age: Born to the former leader years before Galene true age is not known, she appears to be about 25 in human years.

Gender: Female

Tribe: Water
Position in the Tribe: Leader

Negative Traits:
Temper/Bi-polar/Uncaring/Guarded/

Positive Traits:
Patient/Passionate/Seductive/

Sexual Preference:
Galene doesn't really have a preference when it comes to sex, she likes to met interesting people. The more dangerous they are to her the more she finds them fascinating.

Likes:
Swimming in the dark, waterfalls, rain, her people, fish (Especially any kind of large sea creature)

Dislikes:
Heat/Fire Tribe/Desert/Losing/




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Fears:
Being to far from water/Fire/Drought/Being a failure/Losing her tribe/

Hair Color: Reddish Brown/Black

Eye Color: A deep blue

Tattoos/Markings: She has swirls that surround her but only if she gets really angry. Other wise she only has one mark on her body around her ankle. It looks like

Weight: 120

Height: She stands about 5"5

Brief Appearance Description: Galene could be describe like the water when she moves, almost liquidity graceful, and fearlessly beautiful. She doesn't like to put to much effort into her looks though, because on thing she is not is vain.

Carrying: Her weapons are purely water based, as she can create her most effective devices from liquid. When away she always carries some with her so she is never unarmed. Her other weapons is a blue metal disc that has several blades on it.

Notable Skills/Abilities: Galene was trained to use her manipulations to the best of her ability. She can stay underwater for a good amount of time, even thought its not the longest in the tribe. She has this connection to creatures that live in the water, but really it only seems to be at the moment nothing useful.






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Personality Description:
Galene is as changeable as the water, she can be calm and serene at one moment, and wild and dangerous at another. She is a greatly caring person when it comes to her tribe. She loves her people with a deep fierceness and becomes very protective at times of dangerous. She becomes uncaring though when they decide to question her judgement. She knows that her people can be very fickle (many have the same personality trait she does). She has to show no matter what her word is law. She is patient though, or rather she can fake it pretty good. As often as she

When she gets angry...it would be a good time to get out of her way, she becomes fierce and deadly. Her whole form can change depending on how angry she has become. Her battle form is sort of the same, yet she has more control. The one thing she keeps guarded is her own heart, she doesn't believe in love. She has seen her parents lose each other to their passions and betrayals. It was hard growing up and not really knowing what it was like to be a happy family. She does however see herself with the same passions, she has a wondrous capacity to feel passionately.

She likes to be playful even in battle, if she is mocking and teasing her enemy or with a lover, she has this tone about her that leaves little to the imagination.





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Biographical History: What is known about Galene background is that she was the only daughter of the former leader and his wife. Yet her parents had very little to do with her upbringing. She was raised first by her 'nanny' and then by her head councilmen. Her nanny was really the man who would become her protector when she got older. He taught her to fight and the ways of the tribe. Her councilman taught her had to navigate the politics withing the water tribe. Their tribe was different, things were taught differently. She never really understood what had happened between the tribes, or why they were at war though.

She understands that each seem to think they have different rights to the land they live in, in truth, she sort of wonders if there is a way to stop the squabbles and work together to protect. She has never voiced these opinions out loud though, it seems that her people have very little to say about the war.

She does have a deep hatred though of the fire tribe, more then once she lost people she has loved to the man who leads them. She has never been close enough in battle to fight him herself though.

So begins...

Galene Thalassa's Story

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In the middle of the city, just by the tribe’s biggest house - the leader’s house, all the leaders live there while still ruling - sat Fi outside the vault. Or vault, it was a house where the tribe’s treasures were kept, things like gold, jewels, secret tunnels leading underground to the most secret things. The stones. Fi knew she guarded those stones but no one has ever told her why, they called them "The element stones" but there was only three of them. A blue, a brown and a deep red one.

Booring...

Fi looked up at the sky and yawned, it was nice weather today and here she was sitting all by herself with only a door and the scythe as company. She looked around at the people going around the square, looking at what the merchants had today, talking and having more fun than her. It was not like she was forbidden to talk with people while guarding. But she choose not to, she once nearly told a stranger about what she really was guarding. And since then she has only waved hi when people greeted her.

It was a peaceful day, some days where exhausting because people was bugging her about her job. Or just talking about how she should do more with her life than run around all day. Some days were a total chaos because someone had seen other tribes close by. When that happened she or someone else had to be inside that dark basement with the stones. She hated those days.

While she was playing around with the dust on the ground, making it fly around in circles one of the other guards came and smiled faintly. "Your shift is over, it's my time now."
Fi flew up from the chair, "Finally! Have fun." She smiled while grabbing her scythe and ran away as fast as she could.

Finally outside the village she exhaled, Free. She stretched her stiff body that was starting to hurt a little from sitting down for such a long time. No more chairs for today. She looked around at the forest surrounding her home smiling to herself, it was pretty. She ran a little further away from the village and then started climbing the highest tree she could see. It was a bit difficult because her body was still not that awake and she moved slowly. But she reached the top - or the highest place she could sit down at without breaking the branch, she looked out at the forest. The wind was swirling around her and tried to make her fall by pulling on her clothes. She looked down at the main road you traveled on to get to the village, Oh a person, oh... That's too bad, no white hair.

She closed her eyes and focused on dissolving herself, when she was completely gone or invisible she flew down from the branch and traveled along the road. When there was some space from her and the stranger she reappered with the scythe in hand smiling. "Well hello there stranger, may I ask why you are traveling on our land?"

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Galene Thalessa threw open the canvas that covered the enclosed she was exiting from, her expression sent those who were surprised by her exit in various directions. "Mistress, mistress...you can't leave we are discussing matters of state. Galene turned on her heel and did not in the least try to calm her expression. "Discussing...they are not discussing, they are arguing, and I would rather go hold council in the midst of the fire tribe then have to listen to the babble they come up with."

The man who had followed her out looked at her as if she had grown two heads, "Yet, your vote is important...

"My vote," she turned fully and stepped toward the man standing there, "My vote...I am the leader of this tribe, I have the only vote, or that is how it should be, they can not agree on anything, and therefore nothing gets done. No wonder we are now at war with the Earth tribe, the people getting desperate for any answer, go searching for one, they take the water from the land. They upset the balance, now we can not appease anyone."

Her eyes had started to glow as the water nearby was starting to churn slightly. The man who had stood was stepping back until he reached the canvas. It was then Galene took as breath and her eyes returned to their deep blue color, it would be no use in hurting anyone in a moment of frustration. Her enemies within the tribe would seize it as an opportunity to make her look uncontrollable. She was treading water so to speak with the control she had in her tribe, they were getting bolder, and she wasn't even talking about her enemies outside of Lakeshore.

"I am done for the day," she turned without another word. She needed an escape and practically ran to her own lodge, closet to the water. She slipped silently inside and into something more comfortable and opened the back way that looked out to the water. It was strange that they called this village Lakeshore, as the lake was really just an inlet that once one passed the rocks went out to sea. Yet as one looked in the other direction and saw the waterfall that was the entrance into their village, it would a wonder to visitors if that was the actually lake people talked about.

She did a perfect dive into the water, and picked up speed the farther she got away. She only went as far as the jetty though, and leaned against a rock that wasn't getting pounded by the waves. She watched the skies farther out get darker and a flash of lightening hit the water as a storm brewed. Storms and water, the crashing of waves these sort of things settled her mind as she looked back at the village. What was she going to do, war on two fronts, war from within, Galene had to settle one before concentrating on the other. Yet if she banished any of her people, others would take their place, and she needed them now more than ever. She finally slipped underneath the surface and swam down. This was her place of peace, as she took in the silence and the vastness of the depths around her. Fish swam closer and circled her, she touched the bottom and sat, keeping her balance really well, her hair flying around her as if she was in the wind.

It took a few minutes, a few long minutes before she started to swim toward the surface. She could have stayed there longer, but didn't feel the need. Her speed picked up and she shot out of the water, turning as she did, but as she neared she slowed until her feet touched the surface.

Another sigh hit her lips, this was solving nothing. She had to find some new approaches, yet it was going to take time, time she did not know if she had.

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An emissary would stand in a doorway being checked and questioned by guards for a moment, the emissary is clad in light iron plates that are made more for mobility than protection but the thing that stands out most is the standard that hangs loosely on a flagpole tied to his back. The standard bears one one corner the insignia of the water tribe and in the center it bears the personal insignia of General Vicnin Pherith; a hawk surrounded by crashing waves. After a few moments of talking to the guards he nods and stands before Galene, he immediately bows before her only muttering the words "Mistress..." He looks up after a few moments of doing this.

"My Mistress, our grand General Vicnin Pherith soon expects to return from his campaign in what we all believe will be a grand victory for the Water tribe. He wishes for you to know that he advanced back in to Fire tribe lands gaining vast qualities of land that had been lost in previous engagements. None the less he also said when he returns victorious he wishes to speak with you in private as something has been troubling him as of late."

The Emissary bows once more and stands arms over his chest a common salute of the water tribe; he is awaiting a message to return to his general or to be dismissed to return to duty.

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After returning from her swim and looking at her private papers, she looked up surprised that the Emissary from the general was presented. She listened to him and slightly smiled, "Please inform the general that I am happy to hear about the success of his campaign, and will be looking forward to his return. Also, tell him anything he has to discuss with me in private will be listened to with an eager ear."

"Safe waters on your return to your general." She was dismissing him, and sending him on his way. After his exit, she sat in thought for awhile, until she was interrupted again, this time by her own personal guard. "You have something on your mind Pontus, go ahead and say it."

"The general's emissary, the council won't be happy he reported to you," She turned and looked at him, "and they have been happy with me lately otherwise." He shook his head in response. She smiles slightly at the blond-haired, blue-eyed man standing there, "Its been awhile since the general has been in Lakeshore, should prove for some interesting times."

The man didn't change his expression, and Galene frowned slightly, "something else happened."

"There were some men that came in, they said the caravans were attacked by raiders," Pontus answered her and looked away. "How many does that make...tell them to find another route, I don't care if it takes longer, I need those caravans to actually get to Lakeshore, we are losing men, but I can't confine them in here." Galene knew there were spies within her camp, it just seemed every time she changed the route, it wouldn't take long before it was attacked again.

"Wait, I got another idea," she was going to launch a plan to get rid of her spies and hopefully mess up the enemy. These raiders were a little to smart for the common bunch of ruffians that usually would be attacking just for food and maybe weapons. Pontus leaned in as she whispered her plan to him. He was about the only one she trusted at the moment.

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(Plot summery in the plot bunnies section)

A three wagon caravan took the high road heading off in what was to be the new trade route for the water tribe. This caravan looked to be heaped with food, as well as supplies of a more useful nature. It also looked to be lightly guarded, but also with a few civilian traders present. The caravan was clearly marked with the symbol of the water tribe. Wheels creaked up a hill and down another rocky path.

Another three wagon caravan had taken a different route, it was more heavily guarded, this one had also multiple civilian traders. No one in the village of Lakeshore saw this caravan leave, it was the dead of night. Under the blanket of darkness, things were going slow and without much noise.

Sitting at her desk in her hut, with only a lamp to light her writing, Galene was scratching out some details on a piece of paper, her personal guard was standing next to her. "So these are the ones that know about the fake route, and they are being watched carefully."

The other route was only shared between herself and the guards that were guarding it. Not even the traders knew who they were, Galene was hoping that someone would jump on her bait. It would be a victory from the fire tribe and the council who tested her.

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An emissary again presented himself before Galene the personal banner of Vicnin being carried on his back. He bow before the woman staying silent for a moment; a show of discipline and respect by Vicnin's men. He was given permission to speak as he stood stiffly "Mistress our Grand General Vicnin has finished his campaign victorious, he has driven out the remaining fire tribe warriors and even reclaimed lost territories all around our lands. The general would like you to know that he will be returning within the next few days."

The messenger stood listening for any message that she would have him send back to his leader, he then bowed one last time and saluted as he turned and left the room taking whatever message. The messenger would then proceed to look around the city and see what the situation within the city was he observed and took mental notes until finally the messenger decided it was time to return to his commander and tell to him what he had observed.

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The emissary was a welcomed sight as her other plan had been put on hold when no attack came from anyone within the fire tribe. "Thank you for the news," was the only she said in reply. Something was troubling her that night, maybe it had been a bad dream or just a feeling. "I again wish the general a safe return, and welcome any news he may bring to Lakeshore."

Galene dismissed him without really saying anything else. With the general's return there was sure to be a celebration of some sort, and many of the other council members were to try to win him over. She looked out of the back of her hut to the sea, so what was troubling her. She couldn't dismiss the feeling. She tried very hard to focus on what she needed to do in the days to come.

The general's emissary would surely see the trouble brewing underneath the words of kindness and welcome. No one ever meant what they said anymore in Lakeshore, and no one would seem outright in their animosity, it just boiled underneath the skin. No other leader had this much trouble within their tribe, and sometimes Galene wondered if there was worth to fighting it so hard. Letting the council rule would surely be the end to the water tribe, they would want to show strength, power and outright stupidity. Her father let that happen, and he had a new enemy because of it, and as often as she wondered what to do to fix it, she knew the time was past to make amends. She was lost...and she knew the only way to survive was to have an ally in this war.

Pontus entered a moment later, "the new supply line seemed to have gone unnoticed, yet it didn't really work in revealing any of your enemies within the tribe."

"The General will return in a few days Pontus, make sure that he is welcomed by everyone." Pontus looked at her for a second, "you sound like you are not going to be here." Galene turned and looked at her guard, "No, I will be here, but all the preparations should be made before you leave."

"So...I won't be here," he said, "and in which direction should I be heading in." Galene didn't answer him for a moment, not really sure how to answer him. "May the goddess bless your footsteps to open water," she was being vague for a reason. She needed eyes and ears out in the mess of things, and he was the only one she trusted with the job.

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Vicnin was a mere one day away at this point when he intercepted his emissary on the road. He heard the news with great interest at his camp this night and stood hands behind his back pacing back and forth. "It brings me joy to hear Galene is fine and well, but what did you observe f the cities condition..." He looked with an eyebrow peaked in interest.

The messenger stood for a moment collecting his thoughts and spoke nervously. "Well from what I can tell oh great general, the city had this aura of peace and kindness and they made me feel quite welcomed...but i felt this deep set malice and feelings of secrecy. I heard other speak of me behind my back, and of other topic such as your recent victory. But most of all the council seems to be the worse thing i'd observed..." The emissary went on to talk more but Vicnin held his hand up. "This is more than enough Information."
The emissary bowed and left the tent seeing he was no longer needed.

Vicnin sat alone his tent now thinking heavily muttering only to himself. "The damned council... they have been nothing but trouble since their founding. Why did Galene's predecessor even want them established in the first place i'll never know." He stood up once again. "Even so the council holds no power over me and if they think they do they have another thing coming..." He sat in his bed and prepared to rest as he would soon be back at his home in Lakeshore.

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A steady breeze filled the air, causing standards and cloaks to flutter in it as Vicnin looked down at the stunning capital of his people. A large city with many waterways and bridges; full of merchants and craftsmen. Vicnin smiled for the first time in quite a while, for he was home and he knew it. He sat looking in awe at the place eyes shifting from the cities waterways and streets until they sat gazing upon the palace until he was finally woken from his daydream by a scout returning.

"Man general, they townspeople are anticipating your arrival, from what we can tell the city is more than safe and has prepared a festival of sorts for there returning hero." The scout explained as he seemed cheerful and smiled. At this news the scout observed as the general had him and his men enter the city...

The streets of the city were covered in bright colored lights and a variety of decorations, everybody in the city seemed to have closed shop and joined in on the celebration. Music played and a large quantity of dancing, cheering and other various activities were going on. Vicnin looked to the crowd and smiled he was home and his people were showing the happiness and praise for his victories for the tribe. He walked up the main road towards the palace where he would no doubt have to report to the council. This ruined his mood on slightly as he waved and held up his banner as he proceeded towards the palace.

[Roughly 30 minutes later]

The general stood before the entirety of the council and stood with his hands behind his back as he cleared his throat and prepared to speak. He couldn't help but notice Galene as he stopped speaking then shook his head and began to speak once more. "I have returned from the Fire tribe borders and come before you to report... I have successfully pushed the fire tribe from our lands. They were somehow able to infiltrate our borders which makes me think they were somehow feed this information on how to do this or they have an informant...none the less I've pushed them back beyond there own borders and have even secured one of our old forts giving us a defensive foothold into there territories." The general sat waiting expectantly for a response now.

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Galene watched the city welcome back its general, a smirk playing on her lips. The celebration would last for days, but only to hid the fact that still underneath its banners and ribbons, plots were still being hatched and plans were still being made. Throughout the city, men were being welcomed by their families, embraces were aplenty. Children were waving furiously at their fathers as they walked by, some perhaps seeing them for the first time.

Galene sat in her seat during the General report to the council, a momentarily hum of approval went up after he was finished. A voice called out from the right, "Well, so what shall we reward the conquering hero with," that nasally voice, one that grated on Galene's nerves was the one she most expected. The figure stepped forward, tall, long dark hair, eyes that looked like the sea after a storm. A flawless complexion that made one wonder if the person ever went out in the sun, he didn't even look in her direction as he stared at the general in front of him. A frown appeared on her lips as he continued, "Its not as if he came back with the Inferno's head, in fact with such assaults he most likely endangered us even more." From the right nods were being exchanged as well as whispers.

Galene looked at the man she considered the worst of her enemies, or at least the most annoying. Her lips opened to say something and she was interrupted by a voice to the left. "Master Yama," the man that stood, "you are not justified in speaking as such, we should be celebrating the general's return and not insulting him." Well at least, someone spoke somewhat reasonably inside the council chambers. Master Yama looked at the old man who spoke, his eyes narrowing slightly as now he glanced in Galene's direction. She didn't give him any justification in his thoughts by looking away, so he turned and walked back to his seat.

The old man turned to Vicnin, "General, on behalf of the council, I welcome you back, and apologize for any insult we have offered you. I am Proteus," he was just offering a name in case the other had forgotten, "I, on behalf of our leader, hope to offer a cup of friendship, and a toast to you and your men."

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The general nodded at Proteus. "Thank you for your ... inviting welcome" His eyes shifted slowly towards the man who insulted him across the room then his gaze went back to Proteus. He spoke in a tone that was meant to be happy but one could sense an uncertain of discontent "A toast to victory, and for the tribe." He raised his glass to toast. "May we be blessed with many more victories and be prosperous in our coming days"

After Vicnin had said his toast he dismissed everyone to do as they pleased. The event atmosphere in the council hall had become a bit less formal and seemed a slightly less tense. The council hall had been setup and decorated for Vicnin's return; there were food and drink for all those in attendance and music for their amusement. The men at the party started to drink and talk amongst themselves overall the seemed to be having a good enough time. Yet vicnin could feel the tension building under the guise of hospitality and welcome. He wouldn't be able to enjoy himself this evening, while he was happy to be home he now had matters to deal with here in Lakeshore.

Vicnin sat surrounded by two or three councilors looking to make it on his good side one of them being Proteus and the other two unknown. They talked to him over various matters concerning the city and political status of the water tribe rules and regulations; things that held little interest with the general personally. In truth he knew they wanted something as they knew that Vicnin was an immensely powerful ally to have in the tribe seeing as every warrior in the tribe would follow his every single command on the whim.

In order not to be rude Vicnin pretended to listen to the mens ploys but in truth he was paying very little attention only muttering the occasional "I see." Or "Yes. I understand where your coming from." In Truth his focus was on Galene at this moment as he was the only person in this room he had even a shred of respect for. He turned to the men and did a slight bow "Im sorry friends, but I have pressing matters to attend to" He walked over to Galene and bowed once more. "It is good to see you Galene" He stood up straight once more. "Whenever you get the chance I am sure you have been told by my messengers that i wish to see speak to you in private" he looked around at the councilmen for a few moments waiting for an answer.

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Galene watched the proceedings with a wary eye, as the General stood and bid the others goodnight, she watched him approach her. No change in expression led to what his words really were, "Yes," she answered and stood, "Gentleman, I bid you goodnight." She turned to the general again, "I am in need of an escort, will you offer me your arm sir." She hinted a smile on her lips, she had the need to be away from the crowd in the tent. The celebration outside had died down slightly, and a nice breeze had picked up over the waters.

As they exited, she sighed softly, hoping he didn't hear it, they were passed by a few drunken revelers, "Waters bless milady and General," one of them slurred slightly. She sort of smiled in the direction of the party goers. They seemed carefree as they continued walking in the opposite directions.

"I am sorry for the welcome in the council tent that you received, you did not deserve that," she finally said the words she had been thinking since the moment that arrogant bastard opened up his mouth, "and that I could not defend you, things are not well here in Lakeshore, I wish I could tell you differently." She did not know what his plans were, perhaps she would suggest just taking his men and leaving again. Yet where to tell him to go, she needed to know what he knew about the fire tribes movements, or at least anything that would be helpful. She had no plans for more attacks, yet she would love to pay them back for the trade route. As of no further attacks had taken place, so she was wondering if it had been just a one time thing.

At least Proteus had her side in the slightest way, she could trust him to keep the council in line most of the time, of course he had been there since her father came to power. She moved aside her tent opening and led him inside. "Please sit if you like," she motioned to the cushions on the floor. She pushed open the back curtain, so the breeze would pass through the room.

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Vicnin sat in the tent his gaze looking outside the tent at the events occurring outside for a moment. The people seemed content and celebrative, he still felt troubled though and closed his eyes to collect his thoughts. He looked to Galene "Does something trouble you?" He hesitated to speak. "I could not but help notice your sigh as we walked, and you have a sense of discontent it seems?"

(It's a lame post I know lol but you know.)

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Toa

Toa simply bowed his head as Zeddicus left the room. "I am sorry you have wasted a trip, Zeddicus Thanos. Please do not let this failure hinder any future talks between our Tribes." Once the door shut behind them, Toa let out a heavy sigh and scratched the back of his head. "Well, that could have gone smoother." Toa realized he was maybe a little too much of an idealist, but his goal was to save people and this land upon which they live. Peace should be the goal, not destruction. He also had a fear he did not make vocal. What would happen if the Water Tribe was destroyed? Would the Fire simply resign itself now that its foe had fallen? Or, has it reached a point of no return? When one grows up in battle, to accept peace is not such an easy thing. Toa feared that the Fire would begin a war anew if only to appease its own nature. The same could be said about the Water Tribe. The only difference between Fire and Water was that the Water was actively harming the land. In all honesty, Fire was just the lesser of two evils to Toa. He sat back down, feeling the stirrings of a headache approaching. The talks were short to say the least, but it was clear they were not going to reach an agreement. The Undying Inferno wants to destroy the Water to protect his own. At least, that's what he said. It was difficult to discern the true intent of a man with so much hate in his heart.

Toa took a deep breath and stood back up, hoping that The Undying Inferno would hopefully see his side and do what is best for the everyone involved. Even with talks over, the thought of "Where to go from here?" kept popping into his mind. The only course of action he could see as viable was to approach the Water with the same proposition he offered to the Fire. If they agreed to the terms, maybe Zeddicus would as well. Thanos seemed to believe that the Water would never hold up their side of the deal, but things can change, right? Toa chuckled a bit to himself, realizing he might be a little too nice for a Leader. A guard entered the room and approached Toa. "What should we do, Toa?" said the guard, his voice shaking. Toa put his massive hand on the man's shoulder and smiled. "I will wait til morning, then I will make for the Water Tribe." The guard grew wide-eyed. "B-but, Toa, they might kill you!" Toa began making his way toward the exit. "I believe they will not."

Nero

Nero took a slight bow toward Toa before following Zeddicus out of the meeting hall. He closed the door behind them and began following his Leader back the way they came. "My Lord, forgive me. I had been informed that Toa Maunga had a soft heart, but I did not realize he would be this naive." Nero looked around the village as they left, guards were still watching them, only now with a little more intent than before. "We should wait to continue speaking until we have left the village. The aura of this place seems to have changed now that negotiations have fell through." Nero kept his hand tense, but did not touch his sword for fear that an inexperienced soldier might perceive it as an attempt to attack rather than a desire to defend. Once their horses were returned to them, Nero waited for the Shadowfen gates to shut and the soldiers to turn their gaze away from the leaving men. Nero mounted his horse and it began walking at a slow pace.

"So, My Lord, what would you have of me? Should we return to Murtovaara after such a quick and unsuccessful negotiation? We could simply continue to fight the Water on our own." Nero cracked his neck, looking back toward Shadowfen with a smirk on his face. "Or, I could create a situation where Toa would have no choice but to side with us. I can make him realize that the only course of action to protect his land and people is for the Water Tribe to be defeated, not negotiated with." Nero's voice was calm and had an air of absolution about it. As if there was no doubt in his mind he could make this happen. "However, such tricks can return to haunt us... normally. However, I have faith in my skills and would not offer this option did I not know I could handle it." Nero simply waited for Zeddicus' response. If returning home was what he felt was best, it was not Nero's place to judge.

The setting changes from Shadowfen to Imos

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Nero

Nero smirked to himself, reigning his horse to make it stop. He proceeded to motion the horse toward the forest, stopping just short of the end of the trail. "Return where you are needed, My Lord. I shall stay here. Talon will likely ask you for my whereabouts. No need to hide it from them, but I ask that you do not send them my way. The steps I may have to take to insure this goes in our favor... they would just hinder my progress." Nero looked back to The Undying Inferno, bowing his head politely. "I do not know what will come of this. If the worst should happen, I ask that you make Rourke the next Captain. He would by far be the best suited candidate. Even if things did not go the way we intended, I enjoyed the time, My Lord. It was refreshing to hear things from a perspective different from my own." Nero kicked the sides of his horse, the steed disappearing into the forest with Nero on its back. Its feet could be heard for only a few seconds before the sound disappeared altogether.

Nero eventually stopped the horse, dismounting it and tying its reign to a nearby tree. He removed his cloak, revealing the black armor of Talon. He slid his face cover up from his neck, concealing everything from just under his eyes. He patted the side of his horse and began his trek through the trees. Though he was not familiar with the lay out of the forest, he knew the general direction of Shadowfen. The darkness of the forest was a welcome aid to the man as he continued on his path deeper and deeper. It wasn't long before he came upon the tribe, not having traveled far with Zeddicus before breaking off. He hid in the darkness, away from the light of Shadowfen. His plan was simple. Wait a few days and find something he could use to stir up the aggression of the Earth toward the Water. Before Nero could concoct his schemes any further, the massive frame of Toa Maunga appeared within his sight. The Leader seemed to be reading his own horse, along with several of his men. They seemed to be preparing to leave, but at this distance, Nero could not overhear where they were going.

Toa

"Make sure we have enough food. The last thing we want is me showing up on their doorstep hungry." Toa through sacks into the back of the wagon like they were nothing. A soldier approached him, an anxious look on his face. "Toa, the message has been sent to the Water Tribe. They should be expecting your arrival tomorrow. Are you sure this is wise? And are you sure you are only going to take four men with you?" Toa scratched his chin and smiled, throwing one last sack into the wagon. "Nope to both questions. However, its all I can do. If the water agrees, hopefully that will convince the Fire as well. If they don't... well, we'll just go from there." The soldier sighed and walked away, unsure if his Leader was brave, or just dangerously stupid. Or both.

"Okay. Food, check. Supplies, check. Sword, check. Horses, check. We are good to go." The four soldiers each mounted their horses, looking at Toa with suspicious eyes. "Why are we leaving so late? Can't we wait until tomorrow." Toa clicked his tongue and looked at his men. "The sooner we leave, the sooner we might be able to stop more bloodshed. Besides, I'm more of a spur of the moment kind of guy. If we waited until tomorrow there's no way I could sleep tonight." The soldiers simply shrugged and prepared for the journey ahead. Toa was about to mount his horse when an idea popped into his head. "Oh, I should see if Enir wants to come along. Getting out and seeing the world might be good for her." Toa grabbed the nearest guard he could find and ordered them to send for Enir, but only after he finished explaining who she was and what she looked like. "Quickly now, we must be off soon." Toa would be lying if he said he wasn't excited. This would be his first time acting as a representative of the Earth Tribe and it would also be the first time he went to Lakeshore.

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Toa

Toa grabbed the cloak and swung it around his shoulders. "Great! Hopefully the traveling will help you feel more comfortable in this world, or something..." Toa trailed off, looking back to make sure everything was ready to go. A guard brought a horse to Enir, handing the reigns to her. "You have been on a horse before, right?" Toa chuckled as he lightly tapped the sides of his horse, signaling their small company that they were off. As the group began to venture out, a guard released a bird into the sky, a small note attached to one of its legs. It didn't take long for them to get out of Shadowfen and into the wide expanse of the lands that separate the Tribes.

"You should know something before we truly begin our journey. We are on our way to Lakeshore, the capital of the Water Tribe, but there is more to it. You might have heard already, but we have declared war on the Water. In their fighting with the Fire, they have brought serious harm upon the land. One would think the Fire would be far more destructive, but the Water has been robbing the land of its life. While you were exploring Shadowfen, the leader of the Fire approached me about possibly allying ourselves against the Water."

Toa took a heavy sigh. Even thinking about the meeting was exhausting him to a degree. "I wanted the Fire to negotiate peace with the Water, but, Fire didn't see it as an obtainable goal." Toa smiled and continued facing toward the dark horizon, the moon and torches of the guards being the only thing lighting their way. "However, I think peace can be won. But, I believe we do not have much time before the fighting continues, which is why I wanted to leave as soon as possible." Toa was hopeful they would reach Lakeshore midday tomorrow, but he didn't want to push the others too far tonight. "So, do you have anything to ask of me? I understand, its a lot to take in at once."

Nero

Nero watched as the group left Shadowfen, choosing to keep his distance for the time being. He followed on the outside of the trees, watching the group head out of the forest and into the open expanse of the lands. Nero was curious as to who the woman was that had joined the group. She didn't look like a guard, nor a soldier. An Advisor, maybe? Nero turned back toward the forest and returned to his horse. He didn't need to follow too close as he already knew where they were going. Lakeshore. The Water Tribe Lands were in that direction and it was the only path that made sense given what had transpired only a short time before. In that moment, Nero came to a realization. The woman with Toa could have been from the Water Tribe. It would explain why him and Zeddicus did not see her. But, Nero thought she didn't seem Water Tribe in origin. Her dress and overall appearance seemed far more "wild" than what was custom in the Water Tribe.

Shaking off his worries for the time being, he mounted his horse and made his way out of the forest. He wasn't within eyesight of the group, nor did he need to be. He knew their destination and that was all that mattered. This was becoming far more perilous than he originally thought it would. Truthfully, the thought of having to work harder to attain his goals made him more excited.