King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 28, 2016 20:14:09 GMT -8
"Sound interesting. Lead the way Brighitte."
Averin gestures gallantly for her to lead the way. Then on whim completely contradicts the gentlemanly implications of his waving her past. He does this by thinking something inappropriate about her posterior. The Keeper had perhaps made an error when she told the king she enjoyed being thought of in that way. It appears as though the king had an irreverent side.
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 28, 2016 20:31:55 GMT -8
At the king's direction, she preceded him down the rampart toward a door that would lead them back inside. He would, however, hear her feminine chuckle trailing behind her as she caught the image of his thoughts. Ah, yes, she liked this king a great deal. Pushing open the door with but a touch, she led him inside and down a small flight of stairs, through another doorway, and down a small hallway, one side of which was lined with windows, the other covered by a large tapestry that showed a procession of wizardly figures. There was a single door at the end, and it was before this that Brighitte stopped. Lifting the ring of keys from the lantern, she selected one - wrought iron, with an ornate handle - and inserted it into the lock. As she turned it, even Averin would feel the powerful magic that emanated from the door with the clicking of the tumblers, and then the door was swinging open to reveal a fascinating room.
Stairs and doorways on the floor, ceiling, and walls surrounded them. Brighitte strode calmly forward onto the platform before them, then walked to the end and casually flipped right over to be walking on the underside. A few moments later, she appeared through a doorway on the nearby wall, standing on the wall, and moved up the stairs to a platform there. This was where she stopped, and turned to look at Averin with that same amused air.
"Welcome to the twisted room, Your Majesty."
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 28, 2016 20:39:35 GMT -8
Averin stares around the room in silent wonder for a moment. Then silent confusion. Then finally just in silence. He tries to wrap his head around what he is seeing, but has some trouble. He was a man of straight lines and clear choices. This room was just confusing to him. Both in it's geometry and it's purpose.
"What is this room for?"
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 28, 2016 21:13:02 GMT -8
"It is many things. Many of the wizards come here to learn to focus their abilities in disorienting situations. Some come here simply to work out their thoughts. But its true purpose is twofold - it protects the greatest source of magic within the keep, and it is the final test for those who would become High Wizard. They must navigate the ways to its heart and commune with the magic, and then they may take the mantle upon themselves."
She moved through another doorway and appeared on the ceiling directly above Averin, looking up - down - at him with an intrigued expression. Feeling the impression of his thoughts was interesting. A glimpse into the mind of their king.. when he wasn't being a lecher.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 28, 2016 21:21:45 GMT -8
Averin processes what The Keeper has said to him. If she was observing his thoughts she maybe surprised at how quickly her words translated to action. What she had said to him appealed to him on many levels. Training to work in disorienting circumstances, appealed to his desire for self improvement. Mentioning that there was a great secret within these halls appealed to his curiosity. But most strongly it was the word test. There was a great an abiding urge within the king to prove himself. So without a thought he began to move through the room. The Keeper may also be surprised by how quickly he adjust to it. After a scant few minutes he is no longer sick by the change in perspective. His mind focused upon figuring out how to navigate the confusing steps.
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 28, 2016 21:58:06 GMT -8
Brighitte's surprise was momentary, but obvious, in the upward arch of her dark brows. She watched as Averin began to move, observing and protecting the king. She would continue to do so the entirety of his time here, but didn't seek to guide him.. or to hinder him. That wasn't her place. If he could manage to find his way to the well in the heart of this multi-dimensional room, she would hold a whole new level of respect for him.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 29, 2016 7:27:00 GMT -8
As Averin wound his way through the twisting halls his hand finds An Dli's hilt. Much of the magic that fueled Talveron came from the Lay Line it rested atop. That lines source was the Wyld and from a magical perspective An Dli and The Wyld were the same entity. With the sword in his hand he could begin to see the shape the currents of magic took in this room. Still he was the one that had to parse them out. Which he did with a dogged determination. It didn't matter how long it took eventually Averin would find his way to the heart of the keep. His single minded determination when set to task was impressive. Then again that was how he'd became king.
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 29, 2016 8:26:18 GMT -8
With the help of An Dli, the process that often took several hours, if not a day or more, took him slightly less. He would find himself standing in a room that seemed to have no walls or ceiling, simply a stone floor beneath his feet, and was shrouded in darkness.. save for the object that protruded from the floor before him. A large altar, above which hovered a ring of some silvery metal, at the heart of which pulsed and throbbed a purplish magical force.
Brighitte emerged from the darkness beside him, and looked at it without expression as she spoke.
"This is the mana well that keeps the entire keep functioning as it should. In times of great need, this can be activated to defend the keep, and Avelius. But doing so would have terrible consequences. As such, it can only be used if Alban is about to be destroyed. There is a prophecy that says there will come a time when the night and the day must join forces, and by their touch the well will be used to drive back annihilation.. but that afterward, they will leave behind only ashes of themselves and the light of dawn to lead in their place."
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 29, 2016 8:37:25 GMT -8
Averin stares up at the ring. The awe he feels seeing the source mixing with the satisfaction at finding it. His head twitches when he hears Brighitte speak. Then he turns and say's trying to sound flippant, but failing. Something about this room, her voice, and the words making him take her seriously where he'd normally brush it off.
"That certainly sounds ominous."
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 29, 2016 8:46:39 GMT -8
"Prophecies usually are, Your Majesty. I will have the full text sent to the keep for you to read, if you wish it. Very interesting, in truth, and kings should be aware of these things." She looked over at him, her eyes briefly flashing the same violet as the magic within the ring. She was, after all, bound to this thing.
"Do you wish to stay and commune with the magic, or would you like to leave?"
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 29, 2016 8:54:16 GMT -8
"Couldn't hurt."
Averin responds to her offer. He'd read the prophecy too be safe. Though hopefully it would be some other persons problem. Her question though catches him off guard.
"Commune?"
What would that entail? He'd commune with the spirits one time and he wasn't sure if he wanted to repeat the experience.
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 29, 2016 10:10:36 GMT -8
At the slightest gesture from Brighitte, a stone slab rose from the floor with the low grumble of rock against rock, finally coming to rest. There was a person-shaped hollow in it, with the head pointed toward the mana well. It was to this that Brighitte inclined her head in indication.
"If you wish to try, lay there and stretch out your consciousness to the well. It may show you things - it may not. It can be quite soothing, in truth."
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 29, 2016 10:16:31 GMT -8
The king stares at the person shaped depression. Does he want to do this? No not really, but that was probably why he should do it. He takes off his sword belt holding the sheath in one hand. Then he lays down in the depression and closes his eyes. He tries to do what she suggests. Clearing his mind and extended his conciousness whatever that means.
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 29, 2016 10:24:38 GMT -8
The mana well reacted readily, whether that was normal or because he held An Dli was perhaps up for debate. Averin would feel something similar to when he spoke with the spirits in the Moors, but somehow different at the same time. In his mind's eye he'd see an androgynous person made of the glowing magic, clad in flowing robes with long hair pulled back into a queue. This person smiled at him and spoke in a voice that held no distinct pitch or inclination toward gender, but seemed to encompass all of them.
So we meet at last, young king. I did not expect that you would come to see me until the time was dire and perhaps too late. Why do you seek me out? Is it perhaps questions that you wish answered?
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 29, 2016 10:35:43 GMT -8
Averin feels something. It's small at first, but it slowly crystallizes into an image. A person that looked odd. Neither man nor woman, young or old.
"Seek you out? I don't even know who you are. I was just looking to..."
His voice trails off. Why was he here? There is on obvious answer.
"Because I'm an idiot who doesn't back down from a challenge."
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 29, 2016 10:44:48 GMT -8
The vision chuckled, looking down at him with amusement.
I am what you could call the spirit of the mana well. The collective consciousness of every magic-user who has walked through the halls of this keep since it was made, combined with the essence of pure magic. With a touch of the magic of the Wyld, of course. That cannot be escaped, in Alban. So you did not seek me out intentionally, then? You simply sought to prove to yourself that you could navigate the twisted room and find me. Interesting, indeed. You have the renowned tenacity of your line, then. It will serve you well in the future.
The spirit paused and looked down at him again, curious and perhaps a touch mischievous.
Are you certain you have nothing to ask me? Nothing at all?
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 29, 2016 11:58:59 GMT -8
"It's hard to know what to ask when I don't know what you know that I don't."
Averin scowls at the nonsensical nature of that sentence. Still it conveyed his point adequately. He'd only come here to find out what the Keeper was. Yet he'd had the knowledge of additional mysteries hung before his face. Unfortunately he wasn't sure what those mysteries were. Briefly he ponders asking something inappropriate just to mess with the creature. Like whether Brighitte was capable of being a partner in stress relief. Ultimately though he asks the first obvious question.
"You spoke as though my coming was inevitable. Why would that be the case?"
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 29, 2016 12:23:47 GMT -8
I know everything that you do not. Simple as that, and the consciousness said it nonchalantly, albeit with a slight air of puzzled amusement. It knew everything, and especially things that Averin didn't, so the answer was an honest one. It looked down at him and then shrugged its translucent shoulders as it responded to the statement-with-query.
It was foretold. The only question was of when it would happen. I thought it would be later.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 29, 2016 12:32:00 GMT -8
Averin shakes his head. He thought he was done with this predestination malarkey. He'd fulfilled his so called destiny. United the four races again, reforged An Dli, became king. Now apparently there was more. That chaffed the young king more than a little. It appears as though he would never be allowed to just live his life. Which he knew was the case of course. He was the blasted king. That meant he didn't live for himself he lived for his people. He just had to grin and bear his utter lack of control, despite him supposedly being the one in control.
"Thank you for that. I have no other questions for now."
With that Averin opens his eyes and gets to his feet. Trying to quell his riotous and treacherous emotions. He needed a drink and a good lay. Take his mind off of dark thoughts.
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 29, 2016 12:35:17 GMT -8
You control more than you think, young king. The words were whispered just before Averin's eyes opened, and then when he emerged fully into consciousness once more, the touch of magic withdrew from his mind. Brighitte was standing some distance away, eyes closed as though meditating, but when she heard Averin stir, she looked up. When he stood, she gestured toward the slab, and it sank back into the stone, then she approached.
"You seem troubled, Your Majesty. Is there anything I can do to aid you?"
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