The party of four was soon escorted by the guard through the main street of Almira. The roads were paved with marbles of different colors and the houses were still made from exotic wood. Some even appeared to be of stone, but in reality they were simply a different type of plant used in construction.
Even all the way here, inside the city, you could still see the lustering lights which fell from the titanic tree above and its leaf crown. They kept it both bright at night and even now in the daylight when the shadows of above cover the land below. It was too colorful not to watch on in awe.
Elves crossed the road, carrying baskets of fruit, pulling carts of valuables and or other miscellaneous items. Whether it be for their jobs or for their livelihood, or even just people going about aimlessly, doing their personal hobby or hanging out with friends, there were all kinds of people moving about.
“This city is truly beautiful,” Elyenora couldn’t h
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Minutes slowly passed and the party waited patiently for the king’s word. Would they be granted passage or be forced to leave? It would be quite difficult on them if it were the latter. Time is not a friend. And yet they sorely needed it.The gate of vines soon opened and the guard from earlier walked back outside, he motioned to the group to come closer and told them solemnly, “His majesty has agreed to see you. He has said that he was interested with what the young princess of Benulis has to say.”“That’s great, thank you for your help, sir knight,” she said with respect to the man, then walked forth to the wooden door.The two guards opened it for her, sitting at the sides in an orderly manner. They waited until all three of the princess’ companions followed after her too, before closing them inside.“Whoa,” Samuel started darting his gaze from place to place, “It’s even more colorful on
Mon’Termight have potentially lied toElyenora, however it was more of a half-truth and half-lie. He would not wait till her return, but he certainly would be there if the need arises.Whilst hiding his presence away from any prying eyes, he walked in such a waythatnone of the elvish guard noticed him. Be they normal soldiers or Knights of Mora; most did not measure up toMon’Ter’scaliber and proved to be as useful against his movements as scarecrows on a field facing a lion.Now, while keeping his distance,Mon’TertrailedElyenoraand her escorts. He stood at a far enough distancethateven she wouldn’t notice and perked his ears up to listen in.…“If it is not rude of me to ask,”Elyenorasaid, her eyes darting from one knight to the next. “What is the Elven king like?”&nb
“Won’t live through it?”Elyenoratilted her head. “May I ask what you mean by that.”“Ely isn’t dying,”Mon’Terglared from the side.“You,”Elyenorapointed at him, “shush.”“Okay...” he sat behindElyenora’schair in a crouched position, holding his knees close and his back to the princess’ seat.“Done with the skit?” Agathon smiled.“More or less,”Elyenorastraightened herself with her chin raised high, trying to seem more dignified even after her comrade’s, or well in this case specifically, retainer’s blunder. “So, is it possible that you could you elaborate?”Agathon placed his glass of wine on the table, then clenched his hands together whilst looking straight into the princess’ eyes. “Bei
“I do not believe you,” Agathon gulped, “a humanoid chimera, with human reasoning at that...?”Mon’Ter raised his hand and extended the fingers widely, showing his black draconic claw. “I assure you.”“Dragon claws...” Agathon mumbled.“My fluff here too, it’s part of my... Werebeast side? I think Ely said that... yeah,” Mon’Ter scratched his cheek while referring to his mane.He then took his boot off, showing the bone like talons he had for feet. “Also this, I dunno what this is from.”“Unlit phoenix talons?!” Agathon raised his tone high enough that the guards heard him.“Oh, so this is my phoenix part, cool,” Mon’Ter monotoned.“Your majesty?! Is everything alright in there?” they readied their blades, at a moment’s notice they could charge right in.“Y-yes, everything is fine!&rdqu
“Know your bounds, Mora,” Mon’Ter, no, Arth’Roth spoke. “The last time you attempted something, how exactly did that go for you?” “You amuse me, demon prince,” Spiritus Mora smiled. “Or should I call you Usurper? The next Demon King? How would you prefer, you undead bastard?” “I’d rather you just used my name, or better yet, not bring me out of this child’s consciousness by such force,” Arth’Roth glared, the fear he placed upon Mora growing. Each piece of white had now truly seeped itself into crimson. As the two had their stare down, the supposed Arch-Lord class king of the elves looked towards them from the floor. He raised his head while trembling through his entire self, breathing was hard and moving was nigh-impossible. ‘The demon prince… Arth’Roth?’ Agathon’s lip shook. ‘I thought him special as a sane humanoid chimera, but… To think the creature, the person keeping him sane was that prince of demons himself…! ‘Demons should have long si
Back in the Elven palace, the earlier influx of aura spilling from the sacred tree's realm had caused a ruckus. Every single resident, be they guest, guard, knight or even a noble of Nature's Keep, they had all fallen in deep unconsciousness. With the knights of Mora out of commission, Lanos and Namir, the two seemingly guards who had met our party at the city gates came in to investigate. They'd made their way past the crowd of guards from Nature's Keep, finding them all fully unconscious. "What... The entire keep is just... Silent," Lanos had his brow caught in his hands. "What could have caused this?" "Beats me, why'd you even bring me along? I was just about to finish cleaning the inner wall..." Namir grumbled, he held no sense of obligation towards the knights and was only there because of the idling knight who was wandering about, trying to figure out the source of the aura which brought everyone down. "You're with me, and that's final. Now come
“That was close,” Arth’Roth mumbled while watching the door vanish. “Can’t have our magic leaking out like that. This child’s friends won’t be able to handle it.”“You’d do best not to ignore me,” Mora said as clocks made from magical energy formed all around them.“YOU’d do best to cease your stupidity and act civil,” Arth’Roth glared back at him, his tail swung around them and shattered each clock in an instant. “I do not wish to stick around for long, so listen carefully to what I’m about to tell you.”“You think you’re in any position to talk like that to me?” Mora narrowed his gaze. “As you are now, can you even exert half of your original prowess? I doubt you could even do a third! While I, I have grown far superior to what I was a millennia ago! You shall not continue to mock me as an inferior to you, Arth’Roth!”<
A thud sounded, and a man fell to the floor of black. Slowly, the void returned its coloring to a pure white, and all noise ceased. The sacred tree continued shining with a lush glow just meters away, as Agathon, the king of the elves, watched in disbelief.His eyes widened, strands of graying hair crumbled to his side as his mouth went agape. With chapped, trembling lips, he spoke. “Spiritus Mora… The World Spirit... Lost?”In the distance, Arth’Roth stood over the wounded Mora. His blade convulsed back into a black orb that soon after dispersed, and he turned to look at the spirit. Mora continued clutching his trident, nearly as strong as he was grating his teeth. A flow of bluish liquid seeped from under him, but he struggled to get up all the same.“I’ve placed a rather mortal wound on you, Mora,” Arth’Roth spoke casually. “You should lay still, and maybe finally listen to me?”“Screw