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The sun was just starting to creep over the snow capped mountains, bathing the land in soft, warm light. The training grounds, occupied by only a few Knights at this hour, remained in shadow, the large castle behind it blocking the suns rays. It wouldn't be until noon that the courtyard's hard stone tiles would feel any heat. All was quiet, the piece only occasionally interrupted by the chattering of birds due to the fact that there weren't many halfway up a bare mountain. All the birds, deer, wolves and other creatures that inhabited this corner of the realm were situated in the forest at the mountains base. The piece was more than briefly interrupted moments later when a breathless boy of no more than sixteen ran through the open front gates. The gates were always open unless there was a good reason to close them. He wore the distinctive red uniform of a messenger and one glance at his panicked face was enough to tell anyone who looked that the message he carried was important indeed.
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She was about to aim and shoot at a target with her bow, when she noticed a messenger. He looked anxious, and perhaps it was best to take the message. After all, something bad could be happening at the moment. "What is it?" she called to the messenger, hoping he wouldn't notice her pointy elven ears.
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"What is it?" she repeated.
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"I come from Branshea with a message from the King himself. He bids you come to the city's aid. We are soon to be engaged in war. A mighty army approaches and his majesty fears the defences will not hold. Usually, the city would be able to hold out against any foe, but it is an army of goblins, ogres and other creatures of evil that comes, not an army of men. You and your brethren are trained to combat enemies of this kind, so my Lord asks that you lend the people of Branshea your expertise and help us." His message relayed, the boy fell silent. He used the few moments of silence after his message was complete to study the woman further. It was then that he noticed her ears. He tried not to stare, he really did, but he couldn't help it, he hadn't seen many elves during his short life in the city.
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Not noticing the fact that she had dropped his name into regular conversation, she continued. "Not seen many elves have you?"
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"His majesty asked that you gather your forces and come with all haste, the monsters will be upon the city within two weeks" He added, trying not to look around too much as more people spilled out of the castle for early morning training.
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Her eyes were focused on the people that were coming outside. She was now regretting the fact that she was the one that had to tell them about the impending danger.
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One of those others being the tall, dark haired man who stood out like a sore thumb in his long, flowing green robes. While the fact that he was wearing robes wasn't all that remarkable, there were other mages there after all, the fact that they were covered in drawings of dragons and other monsters that looked like they'd been scribbled by a small child was a little distinctive. "Good morning Alvena!" Rothas called cheerily, striding towards her with his customary grin spread across his face. He was oblivious to the fact that his cheerfulness seemed to be offending some of the people around him, the ones who did not rise so easily from their beds. He stopped a few paces away from the elf and looked between her and the messenger boy. "What's going on?"
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"The King is asking us to come to the city's aid with haste," she added. What the messenger had described didn't sound as serious as it should to her, as elf settlements were frequently under attack, and a few goblins were nothing to her. What did bother her though is the dragon hybrid, Leviathan. He was almost always the one behind the attacks on the elven cities. If he was behind this, she definetely was concerned. She wanted to be the one to kill him as he had killed her family.
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The messenger bit his lip nervously. He could not decide whether he should come forth with the information he had not yet shared. It was only rumours after all, and if the rumours proved to be false, he would only trouble the Knights. He began to shift his weight from one foot to the other as he went over the information in his mind, unsure of what to do.
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"It doesn't matter if it's a rumor," she added. In a way, she gave the impression that she could read the boy's mind, when she really couldn't. She was just very good at reading people.
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Taking a deep breath, he looked up into her eyes. "I...I have heard people say t-that the army is led not by a sorcerer, as one would expect from an army such as this, but by a beast. A dragon to be more exact. I must stress though that this is purely rumour, none have found any evidence to support the theory!"
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"Leviathan. I haven't heard or seen any other dragons that can change their shape to become almost human. Well, none that are as awful as he is anyway."
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Rothas wasn't so excited anymore. Goblins were one thing, but a dragon?! That was in a completely different league and it was going to take a lot of manpower to take it down. There was no way they'd make it through without losing a significant number of Knights.
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"Hello, is there any business to attend to today, knights?" Ok, that stuck out like a sore thumb. But, at least she didn't look like a total moron. ...Or did she?
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Rothas put his hand on Alvena's shoulder comfortingly then looked towards the rapidly growing group that was gathering nearby and watching them curiously. Sunell, part of that group, looked around as a voice asked a peculiar question. "Uhhh...well, there might be something happening over there..."
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"Of course she is a princess, you daft fool!" Everyone turned to see a young man on horseback looking down on them. "Her family was in close relation with mine for the longest time. It's good to see you again, m'lady. Last time I remember, we were but children. It's so good to see you again. You've grown to be a beautiful woman." He bent down to kiss her hand. Well, he was a prince after all.
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The messenger boy blushed even further and moved far into the background. Rothas gave the new arrival a very exaggerated bow then went back to looking around almost aimlessly. He had little respect for royalty, a trait that often got him into trouble.
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Prince Ethero stood up and bowed at the messanger boy. Then, perked his ears up at the conversation. "A dragon you say? I shall slay him singlehandedly with my sword, Robelius!" He pulled out his sword in an overdramatic fashion. And stood there for about thirty seconds. ...Ayetra would so be hurting him right now if he didn't have the authority to hang her.
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Rothas cracked up and doubled over in a fit of laughter. Even Sunell's mouth twitched a little as he watched the apparently mad prince out of the corner of his eye.
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"If I remember correctly, you wouldn't be able to remember me at all. Aelmont was dissolved when I was five, and you were two at most." She wondered if perhaps the prince had mistaken her for her dead twin sister. They had looked almost exactly the same, and when they were little, both of them had often been mistaken for the other.
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"Alvena, why don't you go round up some of the stronger knights and explain the situation before I inform everyone else?" Some of the new comers still weren't past the panicking-at-any-sign-of-real-danger stage, so it was sometimes wise to put off informing them of anything too serious until absolutely necessary. There would be no problem with the older knights though. They had all faced much worse in the past. "And if you do not mind, I wish to speak with you when you're done" he added. He wanted to make sure she was alright, and also find out what she knew of this Leviathan. Knowledge is power after all.
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She hadn't personally known any of the older knights, so she decided to just speak. "An army of monsters is about to arrive at Branshea, and might already be there. It's led not by a sorcerer, but by a dragon. The Leviathan to be exact."
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"As far as I know, no plans have been made." She knew that this wasn't probably the best thing to say, but it was the unfortunate truth.
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Sunell threw a rock at Alvena's head to get her attention. "I'll go gather some troops." And with that, he left too. Quickly so that she wouldn't hit him back.
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She had this strange sinking feeling that the Leviathan wasn't about to make an appearence out in the open. Which made it about three times harder to catch him.
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Ethero, however, went to school, he just never absorbed that much. But, he thought he did. "No plans? To slay the vicarious dragon?" "Vicious..." Ayetra chiped in, then when back to her sword. "Vicious dragon? No worry! I know the perfect way!" "Here we go..." Ethero grabbed a stick and began to draw in the ground. "Ok, we're here." Ethero said as he drew an x in the ground. "The dragon is over here, at this x. We need to get there and not get killed. Any questions?" Ayetra looked up, confused. "Is that it?" Ethero smiled and nodded. "Good, isn't it?" "I'm not going to comment..."
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"Are you alright?" Sunell quickly made for Ethero instead of the troops as he overheard his 'plan'. He made sure to stand directly on his map as he faced him. "How about we use you as bait? Only someone as brave as yourself would be up to it."
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"There's one problem," Alvena added from behind Ethero and Ayetra, "he works in the shadows, and he's going to be more difficult to find then an ordinary dragon. He can shapeshift, remember?"
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"Vicious!" "-vicious dragon its final blow." "Somthing tells me this won't turn out good."
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She had seen idiots like this before, all willing to slay the Leviathan. Not one of them lived to tell what had happened afterwards.
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Sunell was clenching his fists so hard his knuckles were cracking. He couldn't believe there were actually people as stupid as Ethero in existence. And he was a prince! Which meant he could one day be king. That was truly terrifying.
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Said angry elf was currently giving Ethero his best death glare.
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Rothas groaned and lowered his head into his hand. While he thought it was a good idea in general, a drunk Sunell was never a good thing.
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"I shall join you! Common folk do provide the best knowledge..." Ayetra looked nervous, she tunred to the others and mouthed the words, "Should we?"
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Rothas nodded. Despite the problems they might face, it really was a good idea. He wasn't sure if he approved of Sunell calling the prince an idiot to his face though, no matter how much he happened to agree.
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Ayetra gave a nervous laugh. "Right. Listen, your highness, um...why don't you wait here...and...guard the king. In case the dragon comes?" "Why would I do that?" "Uhhh...." She turned to the others. "Tell him why, guys."
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Sunell burst into loud laughter and nearly fell over.
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"Yep, we need your massive strength here. Once we have found my cousin and the druid, we'll send for you." Ethero thought this over for a moment. "Spectactular! I shall stay here and defend my kingdom while you increase our ranks. Fartheewell!" "Yea, sure, okay!" Sighing in relief, Ayetra went into the main town to show the others were the tavern is. And hopefully, their answers.
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"You do realize that that's not going to stop him from doing anything, and it's pretty much an empty threat, right?"
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"What do you think it means?"
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((Seriously, I don't get it.))
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