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: 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 » Removing CS From an Indy Universe : Solution » On the Matter of New Players and Orphaned Plays » STOP BLAMING US FOR RPG BEING SLOW! » Polytheism » The Game of Life » Just War » Science and Philosophy » The Bible as Literature » Humans in the MV. Questions and thoughts. » Surviving the post-holiday apocalypse. » SL: 1097 Bestiary of Monsters »

Players Wanted: 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 » so I made a Stranger Things RP idk why not come join » LFP - New Roleplay » Gifted/Mutant individuals escaping the gov » Spaceship Zero! A retro horror sci fi RP with rayguns :D »

0
followers
follow

Robin Azura

Shadow Falls, Light Remains

0 · 523 views · located in Realm of Farlaan

a character in “Wrath of Evil: Reborn”, as played by Firewind

Description

Image

Image




Image
Name: Robin Azura

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Theme Songs: (optional)

Physical Description: 5”7, pale skin, bearded, dark eyed, he wears leather armor

Equipment: One hand and a half sword, several bags of jerky and coin, and a dagger with his house emblem upon it.

Strengths: Hunting, Swordsmanship, Silver tongue

Weaknesses: Compassion, ranged attacks, Recklessness



Image
Personality:

Likes: Hope, Life, Honor, Light, Elves, Fae

Dislikes: Darkness, Unseelie Magic, Maelthra, Loneliness




Face Claim: Kit Harrington

Other:

So begins...

Robin Azura's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Maelthra listened to Clara’s history of the illness, as well as the circumstances of her birth. He was relatively surprised that there would be brief winters here, which caused him to put a reminder on his troops to get proper supplies in case of such an occurrence. She then explained her sleep habits and felt tempted to tease her about a potential love life, but held his tongue, as her worries were not entirely unfounded.

”There, my illness. If you find me wandering the halls at night, like some sort of ghost, that's why.” He smiled a bit at the morbid joke as he held back a chuckle.

“I was sick when I was a child. That’s the first time I felt His spirit on me. Probably was paranoid over losing his chance.” He said quietly. “Let’s talk about something else other then sickness.” And for most of that night, Maelthra, now revealed to Clara as the second of his name, The Second Shadow King, host of the First, simply talked to get to know the princess.

———

Almost three days later, it seemed that Maelthra was making progress as far as trying to make friends with his captive. He let out more of himself in the open between the two, in terms of him showing a more gentleman approach to Clara and restraining from making any dark comments or throwing his minions out windows when he was having a tantrum.

Like how he felt now, talking to one of his quartermasters. “I know it’s hard to supply winter clothes here but get it from Kirrel.” He said in slight annoyance as he rolled his eyes. “I despise logistics at this stage.” He rubbed his temples before suddenly his eyes flashed yellow briefly.

“I sense something in the city, nearing the castle, a presence I haven’t felt since...” he drifted off before turning into a pensive nostalgic like state, as he felt an older memory come to mind as he smiled wickedly. “So you’ve come willingly to your doom... unprepared even.”

——

Robin did not know that Maelthra was possibly expecting him. All he cared about for the moment was to try to infiltrate the castle just to test how secure the Shadow King made it. Keeping his hood up on a cloak he bought from a merchant on the way here, he slowly stalked towards one of the castle gates, and observed the dark elves guarding it.

“Not the best idea to go in that way.” He said to himself. Until he saw the guards moving into the castle. “Change in shift? This might be it!” Robin rushed towards the gate, only to be repelled by an purple sigil, that caused him to literally bounce a good two feet. He heard laughter from the sigil.

“Oh, oh this is funny! You, a member of a clan of Valsirian Hunters, hunters of monsters even! And you made a novice mistake!” Came the mocking voice of Maelthra.

“By all the Dragons I can name! You tricked me!” Robin yelled out.

“You tricked yourself, Azura. If the bait is obvious don’t take it.” Maelthra said.

“I’ll find another way then. When I do, your shadow will fall.” Robin stated as he turned only to bump into a guard. “I’m just leaving...”

“He’s inebriated. Dunk him in the fountain a few times.” Maelthra commanded through the sigil.

“You dishonorable-!” Before he could say anything more, the Dark elf had picked him up to do as commanded.

——

“Ooh language young man, there are two ladies who nearly caught that.” Maelthra stated as he chuckled, dismissing the sigil and leaned in his chair as he looked at the mentioned women. “Good Morrow Clara, Narissa. How are you this fine morning?”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Things seemed calm these last few days, Maelthra was rather kind, not sarcastic or violent, at least not in her presence, and it seems like they'd come to an unspoken agreement that hostilites between them would cease. Not only that, they'd gotten to know one another. He told her more about his time before the Shadow King's possession, when he was just a boy, bed ridden, much like she had been. She understood him, and his motivations a little better now. They weren't friends, by any means, but they weren't entirey enemies anymore either and the more she spoke to hij, got to know him and he her, the more blurred the line between them it had become.

"I warn you, Princess," Narissa was saying as she brushed her hair. "I don't know about him, he may be kind now but he is still your enemy," She told her and Clara nodded. "Yes. I know that but he's not the brute I thought him to be." She said softly. "I won't forget what he's done, nor forgive him for them, but he saved me, he didn't have to, he could have laughed while I suffered, which is honestly, what I expected. He could have even since someone for you but no, he took it upon himself to save me," She looked up at her and Narissa'a blue eyes looked dubious. "That means something." She said and Narissa sighed, letting a long of raven hair fall. "Yes, You're Grace but it could all be a rouse for what I don't know I don't trust him." She said and Clara nodded, takinf her hand. "Neither do I, I just believe there is more to him then some sadist." She said and they exited the room.

They made their way to the throne room where Maelthra stood, chuckling as he waved away a sigil that seemed to be floating in midair. Clara frowned. She knew that laugh. He was up to something. “Good Morrow Clara, Narissa. How are you this fine morning?” He said and she narrowed her eyes further. "Fine, What are you up to?" She said and heard a commotion coming from outside the tower. She hurried to the balconey and saw a dark elf dunking a man into a fountain. "What is this!?" She shrieked. "You there, That is enough!" She called to the dark elf befoee turning to the Shadow King. She was beyond angry but a small part of her was disappointed. Just when she defended him, he goes and does this. "You promised no harm would come to them," She spat, hurt playing behind her eyes as she glared up at him before she dashed out of the room, down the hall and outside.

She had to stop, to catch her breath but when she did, she approached the dark elf who backed away knowing no harm was to come to the Princess. She helped the handsome yet sopping wet man to the ground, and kneeled beside him. "By the Gods," She said, as the dark haired man spat out water. "Are you alright?" She asked him, glaring up at the tower. Ooh she would have quite a few words with the Shadow King...She brushed black hair from his face to see it red and flushed. "Did he hurt you?"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

“B-but....he’s Valsirian. Oh well she’ll find out on her own. Besides, he’s not gonna let harmless dunking slow him down.” Maelthra said, ignoring Narissa’s presence as he felt that he took two steps forward, then one step back. That annoyed him a tad bit. “First time encountering one of his descendants and he’s already winning. Even the princess saw his light. He thought bitterly.

——

Robin sputtered As his dunking was ceased. “My sober wash is done already?” He asked before getting helped out by a Good Samaritan. ”By the gods.” He spat out water and gave a hair filled glare out towards the castle. “That prank wasn’t nice Maelthra!” He felt his hair getting brushed out of his face, it was for the first time he noticed the woman, and she seemed to be one of the most beautiful things he ever saw.

”Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”

“The only thing that’s hurt Madame is my Pride as a Valsirian warrior, to fall for the oldest prank in the unseelie book.” He said, trying to rub his face dry only to make it even wetter. He groaned in frustration. “Lesson learned though...Maelthra knows I’m here and I need a better plan to get into the castle then just rushing in.”

He sighed, took a deep breath, sneezed, then raised his hand to her. “Robin Azura, at your service. Perhaps you can point me to an inn or something to dry off in?”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

The only thing that’s hurt Madame is my Pride as a Valsirian warrior, to fall for the oldest prank in the unseelie book.” The man said, trying vainly to wipe his face dry. Clara clicked her teeth. “Lesson learned though...Maelthra knows I’m here and I need a better plan to get into the castle then just rushing in.” He said and Clara frowned. He was after Maelthra, why? Who was he and was why he after him, or better question, what did Maelthra do to him or his people, which was more likely.

He sighed and sneezed before offering her his hand. “Robin Azura, at your service. Perhaps you can point me to an inn or something to dry off in?” He said and Clara was struck for a moment as she watched the man's face. "Azura?" She said. Where had she heard that name before.

I’m asking about one House in particular. House Azura perchance?"

Clara looked at him a long moment before she helped him to his feet. "You can come to the castle and dry off, I'll have something warm and dry prepared for you." She said with a grin. "I am Princess Clara Allyrion," She said with a nod. " and I think you can help me." She said and glared daggers at the dark elf before taking the man's hand and half dragging him into the castle. "Narissa," She called and Narissa made a quick appearance. "Find him something warm." She said, appraising Robin Azura, but she had to admit that she let her eyes linger a little longer than needed.

Even while soaked to the bone, he was quite handsome, and while Maelthra too had dark hair and pale skin, Robin had black eyes that where as kind as Maelthra's grey eyes were haunted. "I believe we have something in his size and find him a room, something close." She said and Narissa nodded in understanding, she meant close to hers, but only a matter of protection. "Will that do, Sir Azura?" She asked. " Or should I say, Lord," She asked him. "Does your family still hold power?" She asked, uncaring if Maelthra was around or not.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Maelthra was in the hallway but hid himself around the corner so he could hear the conversation.

”Narissa, find him something warm. I believe we have something in his size and find him a room, something close.” Maelthra bristled at this statement whilst Robin was still reeling from the shock of meeting the actual princess.

”Curse you Cain,” The thoughts in Maelthra’s Head wasn’t his own, but of the Elder Maelthra, showing his anger towards him. ”Give me one good reason to not-“

”Will that do Sir Azura? Or should I say Lord? Does your family still hold power?”

“Sir? Lord? I’m merely just a- Oh. You’re asking about my lineage.” He said with a small chuckle. “I’m afraid I’m quite possibly the last. According to my master, we did something in one of the Civil Wars Of Valsir, whether it was playing both sides or some other thing I don’t know. Almost all completely wiped out if My Master didn’t Spirit me away on the eve of whatever it was.”

Robin shrugged his shoulders. “So there you have it. Not a Lord, definitely not a Sir. Just plain Robin Azura, at your service.”

——

Maelthra was frozen in place at what he heard, whether it was the Elder or the Younger in control of the body none could say as he clenched his fist in what seemed to be a mixture of emotions, as small tears fell out of his eyes before turning and teleporting to the library.

“Four hundred years of happiness... and then fate gives his family Misery, and pain. Cain wanted better! Why?! Why did this happen!?” He sat in the chair and knocked down several books in his frustration. He covered his face with his hands and remained in this position.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

“Sir? Lord? I’m merely just a- Oh. You’re asking about my lineage.” He said chuckling. “I’m afraid I’m quite possibly the last. According to my master, we did something in one of the Civil Wars Of Valsir, whether it was playing both sides or some other thing I don’t know. Almost all completely wiped out if My Master didn’t Spirit me away on the eve of whatever it was.” He said and Clara frowned, only slightly. Robin shrugged simply. “So there you have it. Not a Lord, definitely not a Sir. Just plain Robin Azura, at your service. He said and at that moment, Clara could hear a crashing coming from the library. She rolled her eyes. He was in a mood.

"Well, Plain Robin Azura, Welcome to my home," She said with a genuine smile before it faded. "We've just been occupied by the Shadow King, so you're timing is either very fortuitous or very unfortunate." She said and gestured. "Stay as long as you can stomach." She said and sighed. "I have to placate the King." She said and with that she made her to the library, and arched her eyebrows at the books on the floor. "What is the matter with you?" She asked him curtly. "What did these books, that boy, ever do to you?" She said and then held up a hand. "No, What did you do that that boy's family to cause him to seek you out," She said folding her arms over her bodice.

(sorry this is so short)

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

”Well, Plain Robin Azura, Welcome to my home, We've just been occupied by the Shadow King, so you're timing is either very fortuitous or very unfortunate."

Robin smirked. “Knowing me, and my family history, it could easily be both.” He said with a chuckle.

”Stay as long as you can stomach. I have to placate the King." she left him as he nodded. “I’ll make myself at home. As well as find a way to lay him back for his prank.” With that he waited to be escorted to his room.

——

”What is the matter with you?" Maelthra looked through his fingers at Clara. What did these books, that boy, ever do to you?” before he spoke, she raised his hand again. ”No, what did you do to that boy’s family to cause him to seek you out.”

He chuckled ruefully. “I was only a child during the events in question so I did nothing to him. But to Him, The Azura Clan means a lot of things.” He heaved a sigh before he continued, “You probably heard the tale, a Foe fells The Shadow King. That Foe was one Cain Azura. It’s either he was trained to combat me as per Destiny, to the death if worse comes to worst. Or he’s doing it to try and get some recognition to his name back, as well as work to restoring his clan.“

He dropped his hands from his face, “But it’s a lot more personal to Him then that, which makes it more personal to me. That is a story for another day. Fighting him now would be unsatisfying, and his novice approach was...well, novice.”

He looked down, rubbing his hands against his face to hide and wipe the small tear streaks from his face. “You have your answer Clara. Satisfied?” He asked, feeling slightly bitter about the whole morning now in particular.

(Its Alright. That can happen to even me. :3)

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Maelthra was an engima, wrapped in a riddle.Was he happy about this, or sad, did he want to die, didn't he? What in the name of the Gods was his motivations. She had no idea. “I was only a child during the events in question so I did nothing to him. But to Him, The Azura Clan means a lot of things.” He sighed and he looked genuinely sad. “You probably heard the tale, a Foe fells The Shadow King. That Foe was one Cain Azura. It’s either he was trained to combat me as per Destiny, to the death if worse comes to worst. Or he’s doing it to try and get some recognition to his name back, as well as work to restoring his clan.“ He dropped his hands and his face looked as though he'd been crying. What in the frozen hell was going on?
“But it’s a lot more personal to Him then that, which makes it more personal to me. That is a story for another day. Fighting him now would be unsatisfying, and his novice approach was...well, novice.” He said and she arched an eyebrow. “You have your answer Clara. Satisfied?"

"It's Princess Clara, and no, not even slightly." She said and gestured for him to sit. She took a seat across from him. "So, This man, Cain Azura is or was Maelthra the first's enemy, the man that brought him down, Robin is his direct descendant but through hard times his families' name has come to ruin," She said and realized that he'd been listening to her conversation with Robin. "Making Robin a little more then inept in regards to battling you now?" She asked and frowned, this was all very confusing. "Why is this a bad thing?" She asked. "You talk as though Cain means something more to you then an enemy, you seem as if he was a friend," She said, leaning against the arm of the chair.
Image

"I don't understand why you are so upset, I mean, if you're enemy is a fool, then that's a good thing, that means he won't be your enemy for much longer." She said and couldn't believe she was having this conversation with her enemy. "What is the problem?"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

”It’s Princess Clara and no, not even slightly.” she then took a seat across from him. ”So, This man, Cain Azura is or was Maelthra the first's enemy, the man that brought him down, Robin is his direct descendant but through hard times his families' name has come to ruin, Making Robin a little more then inept in regards to battling you now?"

“Yes, and yes and yes.” He responded. He didn’t want to tell her the full truth, or rather, the Elder Maelthra was trying to make him not tell her.

”Why is this a bad thing? You talk as though Cain means something more to you then an enemy, you seem as if he was a friend." she leaned on an arm of the chair and he heaved a sigh. Gods, this woman was relentless, beautiful, and to the point. He began making the means to not have anyone listening in through the door. “Even enemies can be good friends at one point.” He retorted.

”I don't understand why you are so upset, I mean, if you're enemy is a fool, then that's a good thing, that means he won't be your enemy for much longer. What is the problem?”

“The problem? Everything! I wanted a fair fight, and fate seems to want to make the odds uneven. Do You really want the truth? You won’t like what you hear.” He waited for a response before continuing. “Fine. You know the name Maelthra, but that was the Elven name the Elves gave him at birth. His brother also had an Elven name. Azrael.” He ensured the enchantment on the door was on before he heaved a sigh.

“Lucien Azura was Maelthra the first’s full, proper human name. You’ll never guess what my name was.”

He looked down. “There. That is the hidden truth of the First Shadow King’s Tale. You must Never tell Azura of this. He must find out himself. I was going to tell you, once I knew you were my friend... but I guess our new arrival disrupted that chain of planning. I don’t even know what I am to you, Princess. Your captor? A monster? Something other then a man certainly.” He felt so naked now, in telling her this sacred secret. He rubbed his head in a tired way.

“I wanted to feel human, just for a little while...” he said quietly.

——

Robin was exploring his room a bit, trying to plan out an escape if Maelthra decided to try and kill him. He was wearing pants, exposing several scars and his physique of is torso. “I’m in the Empire, and I’ve no plan to fight Maelthra. The princess has been helpful but she’s as much a prisoner as I probably am... Master, what do I do now?” He asked himself as he sat on a chair by the fire. He stroked his beard in thought.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

The problem? Everything! I wanted a fair fight, and fate seems to want to make the odds uneven. Do You really want the truth? You won’t like what you hear.” He bellowed and Clara just looked at him. "Tell me, I don't like what I am hearing now, what difference does it make?" She said plainly.
“Fine. You know the name Maelthra, but that was the Elven name the Elves gave him at birth. His brother also had an Elven name. Azrael.” He said before turning his attention to the door, and with a bright glow of his eyes, he went on with a sigh.

“Lucien Azura was Maelthra the first’s full, proper human name. You’ll never guess what my name was.” He said and looked down. Clara blinked as what he said sank in. Her brow shot to her head.
She knew his name.
“There. That is the hidden truth of the First Shadow King’s Tale. You must Never tell Azura of this. He must find out himself. I was going to tell you, once I knew you were my friend... but I guess our new arrival disrupted that chain of planning. I don’t even know what I am to you, Princess. Your captor? A monster? Something other then a man certainly.” He said and against she blinked, why had that suddenly been his response. A friend? To her? Why in the frozen hell would he want that?

“I wanted to feel human, just for a little while...” He said softly, so softly she barely heard it. Clara understood then. He was confusing because he himself was confused and now she understood why. She stood and knelled before him. "Cain wasn't your enemy, was he?" She asked him softly. "He was You, before Maelthra's curse, Cain Azura was your name and Robin Azura is your descendant. "

It made sense now, why he was hurt to hear that his family, his mortal family had fallen to ruin and that his descendant in his eyes was a fool. He wanted a fair fight because he wanted to be defeated by one of his own. Maelthra was a curse on his soul, and he had been doing his bidding but it wasn't something he seemed to want to do...not anymore atleast. It was the mortal that wanted to befriend her and the monster that threatened her. He was truly in a battle for dominance of his own soul.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

”Cain wasn't your enemy, was he?" Maelthra looked up at her in confusion, yet slight acknowledgement. ”He was You, before Maelthra's curse, Cain Azura was your name and Robin Azura is your descendant."

“That, is the first of two truths Clara.” Maelthra said, as his eyes started to turn a darker brown, his voice took on a world weary tone, as if the voice wasn’t The Shadow King’s at all, but an older wiser man. A brief image flashed to show the spirit of said older man within the younger male.

Image


This was Cain Azura, known to the elves as Azrael Gryphon Rider, the First Lord of the Noble House of Valsir, House Azura. “Your insight serves you well Princess. For this, you have given me enough control to speak to you for a short time.” He said, before pausing to let her respond before continuing. “Lucien never forgave me for defeating him, ruining his ambition. I promised our Elven Mother who raised us to never hate him for what he became. But he made no such promise for me.”

“Upon my death years after his defeat, he prevented my spirit from going into the afterlife, melding our souls into one for a plan of his own reincarnation.” He continued before sighing, heavy, as if filled with regret. “The second truth is the more complicated step in this, concerning Lucien’s illegitimate bloodline, created in a fervered bout of womanizing. He wanted a strong body of his own bloodline to return into. Thus there is not one, but two affected by his Curse. An innocent that had nothing to do with either of us. This body is that of Lucien’s own descendant, a Boy by the name of Galen.”

Cain gripped his hands in small anger. “He is the one who needs freedom of the curse more then I ever will. If there was a way, I’d be able to drag Lucien with me, but at this point I fear for young Galen’s life if The Curse is broken. I had hoped one of my descendants would do so, but the news of the decimation of my house, has struck a blow to me, one that has me questioning why fate robbed the happiness and peace I won for my home so long ago.”

He sighed looking down in sadness. “Robin, Galen, and you are my last hope it seems. Forgive me if I ask too much of you when I say, I need your help Clara, for many reasons.”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Cain faded, leaving Maelthra with a blank look, as if he was thinking. ”Yule is coming up.” Grey eyes looked towards her. ”It’s a festival, If you want to keep the people's spirits up and perhaps lift your own, we should celebrate," He slowly tilted his head in curiosity. ”I celebrate my birthday at the same time too.”

“When I celebrated my birthday, Mother and her friend Sera, a dark elf, would make this tiny cake for me, and little trinkets when I was younger. Sera gave me a sword when I was older.” Maelthra said, as if trying to add on to the conversation but not sure what to say. “Do people have fun on these festivals? What do you do with them?”

Obviously, this was Galen, who was genuinely curious.

——

Robin did a quick equipment check, still shirtless as he decided to wait until he was for sure dry from the dunking he received. “Sword, check, knife, Check. Jerky.... not check. Guard must’ve taken those. Gonna have to ask the princess for food later.”

He looked out a small window in his room. “And I’m much too high up for a simple climb down so that escape route I can cross out.” He muttered, stroking his chin in thought. “This requires planning, Careful planning. I wonder if the Princess is okay?”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

When I celebrated my birthday, Mother and her friend Sera, a dark elf, would make this tiny cake for me, and little trinkets when I was younger. Sera gave me a sword when I was older.” Maelthra added and Clara smiled softly. “Do people have fun on these festivals? What do you do with them?” "Galen," she thought before turning to him. "Well, Yule celebrates the coming of winter, a festival to give thanks to the Gods for an easy one, or protection against the harsh one. We give offerings to the gods in regards to these winters. It lasts one week, with dancing, singing and music and food. " She explained with a genuine smile, one he'd likely not seen before and then blushed. "But since my birth, it's become somewhat of a gift giving holidays." She said genuinely bashful. "Father claims it was my idea but I was a mere toddler at the time, perhaps 3 for 4, but he said that I saw while the people came to celebrate my birthday and gave me gifts, I was saddened that the other childern, all of them older then me, didn't get any so I gave them my gifts, from then on, everyone gives gifts to one another one the last day of Yule, which was the day I was born." She said and bit her lip. "I don't even remember all of that." She said with a shrug. "It is expected that the royal family be among the people during this time, a way to show that we are at the mercy of the gods, we aren't above them, during Yule we are all people, " She said and looked him in the eye. "Human," She said and shrugged turning back to the books and began running her fingers over the spines until she found what she was looking for. "Ah, Here." She said and removed a book, which was more of a tome, that she needed two hands to carry, she placed it on the table beside him. "This is a history of Yule traditions, and our gods." She said and dusted off her hands. "I have to check on our guest but you read up, and perhaps think of the gifts you plan to give." She said. "They must be handmade," She said patted his hand. "Good luck," She said ducked out before he could call her back. Oh she hoped Cain was right.

She made her way to the room where Rob8n had been given and still lost in thought about Yule and memories of kt, she forgot to knock. She entered the room and was struck by the sight of bare skin, firm muscles and scars. She swallowed, blinked and looked away. "Oh! Forgive me, I should have knocked." She said, her tawny brown face flushed. "I-I cane to see if you needed anything, I-I'll be going," She said and turned to hurriedly leave, her heart racing.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Maelthra listened with large interest and nodded every now and then, Grey eyes gleaming with wonder at the thought of it. He even listened to how she started a new tradition at a young age and shrugged. ”I don't even remember all of that." He raised an eyebrow at that statement but went with it. ”It is expected that the royal family be among the people during this time, a way to show that we are at the mercy of the gods, we aren't above them, during Yule we are all people, Human.”

“Tell me more.” Maelthra said, “please?” ”Ah, here.” she pulled a book from the shelf and placed it on the table.

”This is a history of Yule traditions, and our gods." She told him. ”I have to check on our guest but you read up, and perhaps think of the gifts you plan to give. They must be handmade. Good luck." with that the Galen persona of the Shadow King was left to read the book.

——

Robin heard the door opening and realized he was still topless. “Dragon’s Teeth!” He hissed quietly to himself as he grabbed his shirt. ”Oh! Forgive me, I should have knocked. I-I cane to see if you needed anything, I-I'll be going."

“Sorry, I should have put on the shirt sooner.” Robin said in apology, “I didn’t mean to startle you.” He pulled on the article of clothing in question. “I didn’t want to get any of your clothing wet by any wayward wet spot. You can come back in if you wish, I was only going to ask for maybe something to fill my stomach? Been eating nothing but dried meat for the last week heading towards this city.”

As if it heard what he was requesting, Robin’s own stomach began to grumble. He looks down, his cheeks reddened slightly from the embarrassing sound. “Well at least something agrees with me on that front.”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

“Sorry, I should have put on the shirt sooner.” Robin said and Clara stopped where she stood, still facing the door. “I didn’t mean to startle you. I didn’t want to get any of your clothing wet by any wayward wet spot. You can come back in if you wish, I was only going to ask for maybe something to fill my stomach? Been eating nothing but dried meat for the last week heading towards this city.” He said and Clara tentatively turned to see him dressed now. It was at that moment that his stomach sent up a mighty roar and despite herself, Clara giggled. She felt bad as Robin's face reddened.
“Well at least something agrees with me on that front.” He said and Clara giggled some more.
Composing herself with a clear of her throat. She smiled, "Well, I'll have something brought for you, there is much we need to discuss you and I." She said, her tone growing serious as she turned, and called for a guard to hae a servant bring food for the two of them, and a table. Once brought, she took a seat and gestured for him to sit. She nodded for him to begin eating and with that she began. "You came here to defeat the Shadow King, yes?" She asked softly, hoping she was doing this right. Cain told her not to mention himself, only Galen but how was she going to explain this to him without that crucial part. How was she going to explain how she received this information. She didn't even know. "As you know I am his prisoner and while I've kept him distracted enough that he hasn't made you one too," She said and sighed. "I will send you to a place outside of the castle, an inn that you can stay, you won't need any coin, I will provide you with such." She said, her words a little more confident now. "I'm sorry to be so blunt upon our first meeting but I do greatly need your help." She told him, capturing his eyes with hers. "Quietly, I need you to stir up a rebellion, right now, my people are quieted and they will be fore the next month or so, but after the Yule festivities, I need you to begin a rally them, for my freedom, for theirs--" She stopped before she said 'for Galen's That would be in due time.
"It is a lot to ask, I know," She said and really had nothing to offer him in return besides room and board. "Anything you want, it is yours when this is all over. I will be greatly indebted to you."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

”Well, I'll have something brought for you, there is much we need to discuss you and I." Robin nodded and several minutes went by and a table and food was brought as quick as a flash. Why the moment he was signaled, he worked about to devouring the food. The taste of Meiran food had made dried meat’s feel terrible! He eventually stopped eating when the question was raised.

”You came here to defeat the Shadow King, yes?" He looked at the princess and gave a nod. “More or less before his army touches the Eastern Kingdoms, or worse.”

”As you know I am his prisoner and while I've kept him distracted enough that he hasn't made you one too," Clara sighed before continuing, "I will send you to a place outside of the castle, an inn that you can stay, you won't need any coin, I will provide you with such."

Robin nodded in understanding, “Understood, I can lay low there and find a suitable place in town to plan out my next attempt.”

”I'm sorry to be so blunt upon our first meeting but I do greatly need your help.” His train of thought stopped when Clara looked at him directly in his eyes, her amber eyes meeting his. He couldn’t deny she was beautiful, gorgeous. Gods if his Master didn’t drill him with etiquette he’d have asked to capture her lips with his. But for now he nodded. “Tell me what I have to do.”

”Quietly, I need you to stir up a rebellion, right now, my people are quieted and they will be fore the next month or so, but after the Yule festivities, I need you to begin a rally them, for my freedom, for theirs--" she stopped, most likely because she thought she heard someone. ”It is a lot to ask, I know. Anything you want, it is yours when this is all over. I will be greatly indebted to you.”

“I will do as said. If it means fighting Maelthra I’ll do it. I may, if this is all over, ask for things to help me restore my House, but that would be no easy task.” He said as he leaned back in his chair. “That’ll be a whole other adventure for me.”

He smiled ruefully. “Provided I live long enough to see this through. Now for the question on my mind. How will I get to this Inn without attracting Maelthra’s attention, and who should I contact after Yule?”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

“I will do as said. If it means fighting Maelthra I’ll do it. I may, if this is all over, ask for things to help me restore my House, but that would be no easy task."He said and leaned back, and Clara considered this and then blushed. The only way a Princess could restore a house name was through marry. Her eyes fell from his handsome face and the thought that it wouldn't be so bad. “That’ll be a whole other adventure for me.” Clara pursed her lips. "Indeed." She said and then his expression changed. “Provided I live long enough to see this through. Now for the question on my mind. How will I get to this Inn without attracting Maelthra’s attention, and who should I contact after Yule?”

Clara then began to consider these questions. Getting out of the castle would be simple enough, but who should he contact.

Clara smiled then. "I will have someone contact you, it'll be a woman named Narissa, she is my closest friend and my Lady-In-Waiting." She told him. "She will send word from me to you and back again, she can be trusted," She said and her expression dropped and she stood up, pacing slowly. "Starting a rebellion would be hard, especially after what he forced me to say to the people, they believe if they stay quiet then I won't be harmed, that I am a hostage, which is true, so you'll have your work cut out for you," She said and then thought about it, how was he going to rally them without her saying a thing. She looked down at herself and the necklace that she wore, it was a wolf's head, craved out of wood, and glazed so that it shined like a gemstone.\, it hung down like a pendant just under her breasts. She looked at him and then it, for a long time before she then pulled it off and approached him. "If anyone disbelieves you, show them this, and tell them the Princess says, 'Day Will Rise," She said and nodded. "They will know what it means." She said and placed it around his neck, he was much taller then so it feel down into the middle of his chest. She knew she was asking alot of him and Maelthra, despite his two kind personalities, the evil one was in control, and that creature, held a magic that could very well be the end of his life, should he fail. She was asking him to risk his life and the idea of him failing for her, made her heart ache more then it should have for a stranger.

"That was a gift from my father, it means more to me then I can ever explain," She said softly. "Return it to me, and when this is all over, I will find a way to restore your familie's name," She promised and while she did want her necklace back, she had a feeling he was a man of honor, and that he would bring it back to her, and that meant he had to be alive to do it. "Promise you will return it to me, In person," She told him.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Robin listened to the next part of her instructions as far as the rebellion is concerned. Narissa would be his contact for getting messages to her. ”That’ll make it easier for me, but she’ll be taking a great risk.” He thought. He then listened to the instruction on his to recruit followers. He watched as she took a pendant from her neck and put it around his own, to cement proof that he was acting under her instruction. He nodded “Understood.” He said with certainty in his voice.

”That was a gift from my father, it means more to me then I can ever explain," He nodded again and felt the wolf’s head with his hand. ”Return it to me, and when this is all over, I will find a way to restore your familie's name.”

“On my word I will return it.” He stated.

”Promise you will return it to me, In person," She added. It seems she wanted him to return alive. A bit of a challenge but if he was lucky, he’d do as asked.

“Alright, fair enough. I will return it in person.” He said with a grin. “This is a fine trinket, and it shows it’s value.” He looked at the Wolf’s head, and pondered the look of the wolf head. Already he began to have an idea for an emblem for the rebellion. “A Noble animal to match its wearer too.”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

“Alright, fair enough. I will return it in person.” He said with a grin that light up his face before he looked down at the necklace. “This is a fine trinket, and it shows it’s value.” He said and she looked down. She already missed it's weight against her chest. “A Noble animal to match its wearer too.” He said and she cocked her head. "Hm," Was all she said. She wondered who he was referring to when he spoke of the wearer. She blushed a little before turning away. "You'll stay here tonight, I'll see you to the inn in the morning." She said. "Good Night, Mister Azura," She said and walked out without another word.

That evening, the castle was quiet, no a sound could be heard beyond the light shuffling of feet from the sleeping princess. She wandered the halls trying the doors that were locked and entering the ones that weren't. She made her way to the room nearest hers, her motions were fluid as her white night gown flowing behind her like a ghostly shroud. She approached the window and opened it wide. A cold chill blew in as she stood nearest the edge. "The Winter King comes," She said and a wind picked up, blasting the warm room with a gust of wintery air, snow fell in small shards, and the princess stood, unmoving even as the winds pushed her and the snow cut her skin.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

”You'll stay here tonight, I'll see you to the inn in the morning. Good Night Mister Azura.” Robin nodded. “Please, just call me Robin. Mister makes me feel old. Good night Princess.”

——

Night was silent. Even Maelthra, who at times slept so hard, all three personas slept. However now, Galen was wide awake. He was studying a small book on handcrafted items to make for Yuletide; Lucien was halfway disgusted with the prospect but it seemed he raised no complaints as it placated Maelthra’s subjects further. The light shuffling of feet caught his attention as he got up and decided to investigate.

——

Robin stirred at his door opening and opened his eyes to see Clara in her nightgown, opening his window. A strange wintry chill filled the air as he heard her say something. ”The Winter King comes.” the wind picked up and shard like snow came cut at the princess.

“Your highness!” He said as he got up and pulled her away from the window, sending her towards the bed. His attention then turned to the window as he closed it after a few moments, his hand getting cut a few times from the snow.

“That was nasty.” Never before had he seen such snow as this.

”Winter King? Who would that allude to?He thought. His attention then turned to Clara. Was she Ill? He had to try and wake her. “Princess? Are you alright? You were pretty out of it.”

Unaware though, Robin was being observed by Galen, who luckily enough in his little prank earlier that day, disguised his voice from the Valsirian with the sigil, yet never saw what he looked like. This means Robin never saw his face either. But right at that moment, Galen cared for the safety of Clara, as he knew this was her sleepwalking aspect of her illness. Yet also, he felt a twinge of something as he observed Robin.

Jealousy, perhaps? He wasn’t sure yet but he watched Clara more then Robin, and that distracted his own feelings for the moment.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Clara awoke with a start, gasping, her heart raced and her body ached, and was dotted with little bits of ice she looked up to see the handsome face of Robin Azura, gazing down at her.“Princess? Are you alright? You were pretty out of it.” He said and she suddenly remembered her dream. With a starlted sob, she threw herself around Robin. "It was horrible!" She cried, gripping to him tightly. "This...thing, demon with white skin, it--he..." She shiviered and not from the cold and buried her face in Robin's chest. "I know it was a dream but..." She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. "It felt so real." She said and looked around. She was sleepwalking again but the cold should have woke her. She looked at the window and the snow that fell, hail rapping against the window.. "The Long Night, Winter is coming..." She whimpered softly before becoming racked with hollow coughs. She wheezed and coughed. She'd never experienced a Long Night, the last one happened nearly 20 years ago...the day of her birth.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Robin didn’t expect Clara to throw her arms around him, but let her do so nonetheless. ”It was horrible! This...thing, demon with white skin, it--he...“ she buried her face in her chest.

“It was just a nightmare princess, just a mere dream. It can’t hurt you.” He said, trying to calm her down.

”I know it was a dream but...” she looked up at him tears in her eyes. ”It felt so real.” she then looked towards the window and seemed frightened. ”The long Night. Winter is coming.” She then suddenly became wracked with hollow coughs. Robin looked in alarm and then realized.

“A winter child.” He murmured, as he eased her onto the bed. He then went to his pouches to try to find something that’d help and pulled a strange scented stick from one of his pouches. “Master’s incense, what luck!” Robin onto the bed, then lit one of the candles in the room, before lighting the strange stick on one end.

The eavesdropping Maelthra took a deep breath and backed up a bit, now feeling greener then an Orc. It should be him helping Clara! Not some other handsome bloke!

“Breathe in deeply as best you can, let the scent fill your lungs, and clear them.” Robin instructed calmly. Robin hoped the scent of medicinal plants found on his Master’s home would work as best as any treatment. “Your lungs are stressed. This’ll help them relax.”

”Must think of promise.. must resist urge... to attack him.” Galen thought, finding that he felt more in control then ever before, for it seemed whatever Clara was frightened of in her dream disturbed Lucien.

But what would disturb the mind of Maelthra, First of his name, to make him withdraw in the recesses of his own memory to try and glean anything from it? What makes the first Shadow King react so?

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"A Winter Child," Robin said before setting to rummaging through his things. Clara, still wheezing and coughing, watched him. He knew what she was. How did he know? Before long, before her vision began to swim, he set fire to a plant and the smell struck her first. Eucalyptus, but in incense form. “Breathe in deeply as best you can, let the scent fill your lungs, and clear them.” Robin instructed gently and Clara tried, wheezing before cough so hard it hurt her chest. “Your lungs are stressed. This’ll help them relax.” He said and she nodded obediently and tried again.

After a few tries, she was able to breath deeply enough that she could fel the tingling of the plant. Her coughs ceased but she still wheezed, a little. "Tha-Thank...You," She said between ragged breathes. She felt dizzy and impossibly weak. The ice that had embedded in her skin long since melted but it left her cut and cold. She looked up at him. "You know... what a... Winter Child... is," She said softly. It wasn't a question. She lay back, she had no strength to leave to her chamber and frankly, she didn't want to be alone after that awful dream. The thought of it nearly made her whimper. "I am the... only one... to survive...in recent... history," She said quietly. "But I suppose... I don't need to... explain that... to you?" She said and lay her head on the pillow. "I am sorry... I don't think I... can make it... to my chambers... I don't... have the strength." She said and could barely keep her eyes opened ."Do you mind...staying with me...?" and before she knew it she was fast asleep.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Robin nodded at her statement, and eased back on the chair. He had a feeling he wouldn’t use the bed for the rest of the night. ”I am sorry... I don't think I... can make it... to my chambers... I don't... have the strength."

Yup. There goes the comfort of a soft bed. ”Do you mind...staying with me...?" she then immediately fell asleep, and he only nodded. “I will be here until morning.”

Maelthra however felt terribly jealous, but seeing Clara Alright calmed him down, and so he returned to his own chambers, back to his, or at least Galen’s, own plans.

———

The days roll by, and snow fell, only not as harsh as before. It signified the coming of another time of year, a festive occasion. Robin had already been living in the inn for sometime, The Galen persona of Maelthra was out more often in the day due to the apparent distractions of the First Shadow King.

Before Meiran knew it, Yuletide had come, the first day was met with jubilation, and celebration abound, even some of the goblins, who were more social to humans then others due to business related things was making little toys and trinkets. Some even plotted snow fights.

Maelthra however was busy carving one of several gifts he intended to give out for Yule. What he didn’t tell anyone was he was paying extra attention. This was an extra special gift he wanted to personally give to a certain princess.

“I just hope she likes it.” He mumbled softly to himself, checking the work he had done so far.

”It’s got to be just right. Even the little decorations on it.” he added in his thoughts.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Maelthra Character Portrait: Princess Clara Allyrion Character Portrait: Robin Azura
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

She told him of the Winter King, and Lucien scoffed in his mind about being less frightening then it. It did make him wonder what was going on though. Galen turned pink at her hugging his arm, leaning against his shoulder.

”I am afraid to sleep, I don't want to see him again,” He nodded as he patted her head. “I’m sure you won’t.” He didn’t know if it was the truth, but he was sure the ward will hold, for a time.

”Galen...Stay with me?" she asked, suddenly feeling tired, her amber eyes looking heavy, and loosening her grip. He lowered her gently onto the bed. ”Tonight, I don’t want to be alone...”

“I will stay, Narissa might not approve, but I will. You just rest Clara.” Galen said. “I’m sure you’ll be better in the morning.”

——

Robin added a few more logs to the fireplace. The storm had passed but it left behind a chill that chilled even the Northeastern man. There was another Evil here, that much was obvious. Winters aren’t unnatural as this. Maelthra probably pissed it off.

That was also an enigma his Master wanted him to investigate. How was Maelthra Reborn? Was there a secret Bloodline he used? If this is so, that meant not only was the Shadow King Evil, he was cruel to use his own descendant like a puppet. Worse, was the secret only he knew about the Shadow King that links him to the Azura clan. For now he rubbed his hands together by the fire.

“This chill puts Valsirian winters to shame.” He muttered, “Even the Gryphon Rider would be chilled to the bone by this. I must contact my master about this unnatural cold snap.”