Thread: Stranger things.....(Razgriz x Lady Bloody Ava)

Sir Andol Black-Briar stayed mounted upon his horse at the forefront of the party and watched as his female companion Elena dealt with their comrade's body and the dagger that the human threw landed before her. Elena paid the ignorant humans no heed while Sir Black Briar was about a hairs breath from throwing his own dagger at the center of the weak human's face, but that would not get them anywhere, nor was it part of the code that they upheld. Andol's knuckles grew white as he gripped tightly at the hilt of his dagger. Your friend clearly could not control himself, and this is what it resulted in. His ears listened on to the ignorant humans words as it continued to speak in blasphemy. Words can only get you so far, human. He was not about to waste his time arguing with the neanderthals. I shall see you on the battlefield. You blood soaking the very land you tainted from the start. Bring your best... you will need it. Elena's hands ghosted over her deceased friend's wrapped corpse and he levitated with, what seemed like, ease. There was a bit of effort on her part and should her silent words be broken he would fall to the ground, but thankfully he was tied on the back of his own stallion. The horse connected between two other horses, to keep it on track. The female elf soon mounted her own horse and Andol glared at the humans before spitting on the ground before them and charging off at the forefront of the party with the utmost of haste. A heavy sigh left his lips and eyes closed for the smallest of moments. This was a bad day for his kin. Even more so for the fallen emissary that brought so much hope. The King would be far from fond of this news. King Sylvari waited on pins and needles for the scouting party to come back. Pacing back and forth before his throne. To antsy to even sit. A young servant ran inside as soon as the party had arrived back. They are here, Your Highness! The men and woman were none too far behind and one carried Degon's wrapped lifeless corpse and presented before their High Elf before bowing down on one knee before King Sylvari. Otho froze in his tracks in the center of the room and took a heavy breath through his nostrils. His glassy eyes watching as a dagger was placed upon the wrapped body, covered in dried blood. a dagger that The king, himself, had given to the trusted emissary. Sir Black Briar... speak of your findings. Andol looked up. His helm tucked beneath one arm as tousled silver tendrils just barely grazed his shoulders and sweat headed down his forehead. We crossed the humans at the meeting sight. A scouting party, to my knowledge. Degon and the human, both lay dead upon the bridge. A dagger plunged into both. The human killed Degon and Degon killed him, you Majesty. There is no room for negotiations any longer. Blood has been spilled and I will not stand idly by until those savages around found standing at our front gates waiting to spread their well known destruction about. The council could not deny his words. I had prayed that it would not come to this, but I will not take this lying on my back. Spread the men out, beyond the wall in the villages and near the border. Every mage is to be brought to my disposal and dispersed accordingly. Hurry!! Get in touch with the dwarves in the Resgard Caverns and see what last minute negotiations can be struck up. We need to at least be prepared. Otho's voice boomed as various people dispersed and a few knights took Degon's body to the courtyard and piled on a thick pedestal of fire logs and a his body was surrounded by offering and his sword stabbed into the ground with his helmet on top of it as the fire was magically lit and their dear friend was set to rest. No problem what so ever I hope I did not jump the gun with this post.