Her quick footsteps echoed in the hall as she made her way down the corridor. She knew she screwed up. How could she let Allena get involved? Her thoughts were flooded with, “That idiotic girl!” She shook her head in frustrating causing her beautiful curls to move about like an oceanic wave. As she made her way further down the corridor, two beings appeared. A young girl popped her head out from a pillar, “He is not happy with you!” Nearly simultaneously a young boy poked his head out from an opposing pillar, “Not happy at all! You failed. No good.”

A wave of darkness was quickly cast, jetting towards the young ones, “Shut up!” Taunting giggles bounced around the hall as the two beings seemed to vanish. With only a few more footsteps, the two children reappeared behind her, their laughter becoming louder. “What will you do!?” “Yes what?”

She rolled her eyes as the two spoke in unison, finishing each other’s sentences. She turned around, stopping before two large doors at the end of the corridor, “this is not ruined yet. I can fix it.” The doors behind her suddenly started to open as the two children ran off, chanting “Aluna’s in trouble. Failure Failure!”

Aluna took a deep breath before turning and walking through the doorway. Her eyes darted around the great room. It was dim inside, but grand. She wasn’t surprised by its appearance. Not only has she been in this room multiple times, but places in the realm often gave off this dreary appearance. There was a man near the center of the large room, pulling a book out. As Aluna grew closer, he seemed to not pay attention, only flipping through pages.

She stopped a few feet away from him, quickly trying to find the right words to say. As she grew up enough composure to speak, his voice quickly interrupted hers, “you have failed I see.” She quickly shook her head, trying her best to defend herself. “Not complete….” Once again the man cut her off. It almost seemed as if he knew her too well. Or at least well enough to know what she would say. “You must admit the fact that you have failed. I allowed for your attempt to stop him. I understand he means something to you, but you have failed. That is all.”

Aluna was not ready to accept defeat as she blurted out “This can still be fixed! I have a plan!” The man quickly slammed his book shut, placing it on a nearby desk, “fix this? You are the reason it has not been resolved already.” Aluna tried to get the words “but the girl,” out before she was once again interrupted. “The girl? No. No Aluna you cannot blame this on her. You were the one who told me you could handle this. It does not matter who intervened in your well-scripted plan. You said you were capable of handling this despite anything that happens.”

Aluna nearly stomped her foot on the stone floor acting now as a child “But Ver….” The man waved his hand for her to stop, a common thing Aluna has been seen doing. He stood tall in front of her. His superiority becoming very clear by his actions. “I allowed this because I knew you cared for him. My dear, you must understand that he doesn’t remember you. He doesn’t remember all the things you two did together. You are only another being for him to use and manipulate, and it would seem it is very easy for him to do so.”

“Rigwyn will remember. There has to be some way! And then once he remembers, he will trust me. And then I can fix everything! I can fix it still!” The man shook his head as Aluna babbled on. “No more Aluna, no more. You have failed, and now his fate will be taken into our hands. I will take care of everything. I gave you your chance to save your dear friend. Now you must step aside and let us fix everything you have failed at.”

A tear fell down Aluna’s cheek as she turned, watching the man leave the room. She whipped her face and quickly pulled up the hood of her cloak. “No. I know Rigwyn. He may not remember me, but I remember him! I cannot watch him fall. I have to help him. I have to protect him.” She pulled a necklace out of her pocket. It appeared plain and simple, but had a beautiful gem in the middle. She placed it on the desk and walked back through the doorway, “I will save my dear Rigwyn, even if it causes my destruction.”

The event is tonight!
January 4th - 7pm CST GMT-6
I accidentally put GMT +6 instead, so please note the correct time!!!

It was dark. So very dark. Aluna has felt alone before, hell she barely knew what the felling of love actually was. Yet in this forsaken place, she felt hollow. She felt cold, emotionless. Even more true, she was in shock.

What did I do. I did what he asked. I tried this time. I.. I even did beyond what I was instructed. I thought he, actually cared. How did this all go wrong?


Aluna would never fully admit she hated the women. Never admit, though her actions surely showed her passionate hatred. Or at the very least that was what Aluna tried to convince herself.  One of the only things worse than hatred was jealousy. Aluna will never admit how jealous she was of Allena. She was jealous of how much Rigwyn liked her. How much Rigwyn wanted to teach her and use her. How much she distracted Rigwyn. She would never admit how jealous she was of Allena, for the cause was her relationship with Rigwyn.

It was not a jealousy formed by love. As said before, Aluna didn't really know what love was. This jealousy and rage was more formed on the ideal of possession. Throughout the years Aluna has had many owners, yet Rigwyn was the first to not treat her as a slave. The passing comments he has spoken to her, made her feel cared for and wanted. Whatever Rigwyn’s motives may be, she was now seeing him as something more than an owner. A title didn’t matter to her, all she knew if that she wasn’t about to give him up.

It was almost too perfect. There was Allena, sitting in the library busy with her work. Oh she was such a mess. Ink spots left on her face caused by her soaked fingers. Her hair looked as if she was constantly playing with it, frazzled and greasy. Dark bags were left under her eyes caused by the lack of sleep. Yet here was Aluna, well rested and ready to fight for her new possession.

Their common conversation ended with an agreement. Once Allena finished her errands, they were to talk out by the camp. Suspicion quickly arose from Aluna. A women she hated wanted to tell her about their work out by rogue camp? Though not even the suspicion could outweigh the emotions Aluna carried. Allena was too tired giving Aluna the upperhand.

Once at the camp, Allena seemed frantic to build a fire. Despite Aluna's resist to help, the women did a decent job. Perhaps the hated did come to talk about her work. Maybe her reasoning skill were only lacking with her fatigue. All for the better. They talked about meaningless things as Aluna watched the women give her secrets about the women's work. She smiled when she realized Allena’s weakness. Even though Allena claimed to worry about Aluna’s recent troubles due to her connection to Rigwyn, little did she know that Aluna’s only fear was losing Rigwyn’s trust.

Aluna head boiled as she thought about recent remarks she was told. “Aluna doesn’t matter to him. Allena is his new pet.” “I actually thought he might have cared about you, until he choose that other one.” Aluna looked down to the fire noticing something shining red. A few simple words was all Aluna needed to set her over the edge, “I know you want me to leave, but that is not going to happen."

The next few moments were caused in a blur. Her eyes glazed over with hate with a fire releasing from her soul. When she finally took a moment to examine what she had done, Allena was on the ground. The women looked shocked as her tea, the one she worked on for hours, lay split on the ground. The women’s arm, boiling and bruised from the impact from heated metal.

“Ever played with fire before?” Aluna spun the metal poker in her hands as it quickly cooled in the crisp air, “Rigwyn may play with his magic. Use his special tricks to try to cause fear, but I am observant. I know what can truly cause a person to weep.” Allena stood up to depart. By the looks of it, she was defeated. All that she was working for, destroyed in front of her eyes. The poor women didn’t seem to mind the impact from the burn, but when Aluna kicked her cooking pot over a look of shock overcame her face. “Yes. And know you know why I am so jealous of you... You know, between the two of you, I always wondered who it was that really owned the other." The statement left Aluna pleased, yet confused as the women walked away.

Jealous. She was jealous? What could have possibly have made her jealous? Is this what he wanted?

The event filled Aluna with a new sense of arrogance. She knew Rigwyn would be proud. Is this not what he wanted? To see her do something of worth? Why was it that now she was in the rotten realm. The hollowness of the walkways, the echos filling the rooms. Her actions were for him. She was trying to make him proud. Then why was he the one to send her here?

Aluna stood up for the first time since she arrived, her hands shaking as she clenched a book in her hands. A man stood over her, noticing the confusion upon her face. He was the first to explain what place she had arrived at. “You are in the darkest place in Yliakum. You have died.”

Aluna knew little of this place and surely she had no idea on how to return to the living. Worst of all, the last thing she remembers was his face.[/font][/size]

          
        Her foot, constantly twitching back and forth. Her lips, pursed as she overviews what was just written. Her face, breaks out in a devious smile. “Perfect. Or at least, perfect enough!” A pile of papers lay before her, spread out on the table. She picks up the top one before her attention is distracted by a voice, “Miss! We have finished. Will you come look?”
   
        The paper floats back down to the table as the girl quickly gets up, looking out the railing at the men previously busy with work, “Oh! It is complete?” she giggles brightly, rushing down the stairs. As she walks down the small hallway, the project comes into full view. A cage large enough to possibly fit an ulbernaut is built before her. Her face shows off full glee, “You all are fantastic!” As she looks through the cage, a diamond gem sign is built up on the wall. “Poisoned Blood. This place finally feels like home.”

   The men nodded to the girl, pleased to see her excitement “Yes, the cage should hold a decently powerful creature. If I may, what was it needed for again? I forgot what you told us.” The girl smiled over at them, “That would be because I did not tell you. Oh, but if you truly wish to know I suppose I could say.” She smiles in an evil manner, “Just for simply fighting. Nothing to extreme.” The men looked between each other, quite worried by her demeanor, “You mean creatures, correct?”

   She walked up to the cage, shaking the bars to test them, even seeing if she could slide between them. Her tiny body was not even able to slip between the bars. “Perfect” she says softly.

   “Miss?” The men were growing ore worried now, watching her actions. “Oh yes, yes of course. Only for dimwitted creatures! What else would it be used for?” She gave them her classic seductive smile, used with much practice. The men only nodded to her, what other possibilities could this ‘sweet’, ‘innocent’ girl do with a cage? Oh how dimwitted some people can be.

   As the men left, well paid for their service, the girl went back to her letters. She picked up the paper once more, looking it over for errors:[/font][/size]
     



[ The time of this event has yet to be decided, but it will be in the next coming weeks hopefully before the magic convention! Invitations will be delivered IC so there should be no knowledge of this event by those who do not receive one, unless we delivered one to someone who spilt the news If you have any questions about the event, feel free to message me IG on Aluna
Connected to: http://www.hydlaaplaza.com/smf/index.php?topic=41416.0 ]

[Long over due. Sorry Kull!]

Her entire life, Thidin has been trying to prove to her older siblings that she was worth something. She started as Allola’s shadow, then she followed Kull. Over there the years she grew accustomed to following her family, walking in their shadows. She felt needed, as if she was protecting something dear to her, even if they didn’t need her at all. As she heard of Kull’s disappearance to Hydlaa, she quickly followed behind, worried about what he might once again get his paws into.

She waited for his leave from the windowless tower, hiding behind the shadows in the eerie hallways of the dungeon. As she heard Kull’s footsteps becoming closer, she stood in the middle of the passage, “What are you up to?”

Kull was up to his normal devious plans. He claimed to now run the most powerful crime organization in Hydlaa. Did Thidin doubt it? No. She knew very well what her brother could accomplish, but that never meant she ever wanted a part of it. As Kull explained to her his current greatness, sadness flowed through her, “I don't need trias, or fame. I'm not here for profit. I'll help you, but only if and when you need it.” Thidin had no interest in what he was planning.

Just as she thought the conversation had dimmed, Kull’s next question caught her off-guard. “I've never heard you speak of a faith you hold. Tell me, what do you believe in?” Thidin couldn’t take a moment to pause. She knew exactly what answer he wanted, and it wasn’t hard for her to show no emotion when emitting a lie. She gave him the answer he wanted, the same faith he held.

Kull’s face shown a wry smile, “I have been a Dakkruist since I could first learn her name. Even the word -- Dakkru -- resonates with magic. Yet I find myself surrounded by heretics, atheists and apostates.” Thidin gave her brother exactly what he wanted to hear. Kull asked only one thing of Thidin, “So then, if I were to ask you for aid in strikes against heretics, atheists and apostates, would you join me?”

Thidin remained calm at the question “You’re planning on more than just a simple band of thieves. What are you up too? A war?” Sadly that seemed to be exactly what he was planning. As she turned away, walking back down the dirty halls, her mind was racing. She knew the war he was planning, but sadly he could have no idea where she stood in the matter.

When Kull was finally out of sight, she crouched again the damp wall. Anger flowed through her as she slammed her fist against the ground. She took off in a rage, her next plan unknown.

Esonoro


Timmy, I think you lost. Just saying

[Did not. I still have it.]

[Sorry I couldn't make it for the auctioning of Giroum. I tried as hard as I could but there was no way I could be there.]