Thread: A Promise Fulfilled {Lady Nef x Shinyka}

The trio of women waited patiently for the entity known as Death to reply to their summons. They waited a while, apparently Death was a very busy entity. But that was only to be expected with the countless deaths happening throughout the world. But while they waited, they did make a pretty sight... a trio of women whose aura's were physical manifested around their figures. They were a group of considerable power, the older females skilled mages in their respective fields. Calanna Ar-Feiniel was dressed simply in a white robe, white light engulfing her tall and lithe form. Grey optics were closed as golden hair hair flowed elegantly down to her midback. While Calanna was light, Moranna Ar-Feiniel was like a dark twin to her sister in every way. With raven black hair and the dark aura she radiated, it was clear that Moranna's soul identified with the dark arts as much as her sister's soul identified with the ways of the light. And as fate would have it, the two sisters were indeed twins. As for Princess Elbereth Arel herself her aura was a rosy pink color that suited her gentle nature all too well. There was a certain aura of innocence that followed the princess mercilessly that was sometimes quite irritating for her. In this world where corruption roamed rampantly about, what did someone with her personality know about the world? In some ways, informing her family about her gift to view the future would be much better for her. They would take her more seriously and not be so quick to dismiss her perspective on things. But could she submit the world to tyranny simply because she wanted to be acknowledged more than the princess who needed protecting? No, she couldn't. That would be selfish and ridiculous of her to want something like that. Finally, Moranna, the person who had lead the ritual and the circle that they had formed, opened her grey optics suddenly. He is here, she proclaimed, her voice radiating as much power as her sister the royal oracle. Privately Elbereth wondered how the dark-haired woman could assume Death would take the persona of a male... or a gender at all. But the princess didn't have to wait to long to see that Moranna was correct. A male being had appeared in the middle of their circle, his eyes covered by a simple black blindfold and a monstrous weapon was carried on his back side. He radiated of power, darkness, and well... death itself. It was truly an awe inspiring sight, but also made the young princess shiver with remembrance. He was everything she was trying to prevent for her kingdom, he perfectly symbolized it and that was not an easy thing for her to deal with. Although Moranna had lead the ritual her mastery in the dark arts was something Calanna could never try to outshine, Calanna was the first to speak. After all, she was the one who had said that death must be bargained with. The silk white bell sleeves of her robe were crossed as the blonde woman bowed deeply to the entity. He was greater than any ruler in the living world, because everybody in this room would eventually come face to face with him. And although she and her twin sister had lived much longer lives than the average human being- or even aged liked normal human beings- she knew that would not last another century. Elbereth was fated to take over for her as the royal oracle, although with this unexpected twist in fate she was no longer sure. We apologize for summoning you, Great One, Calanna stated, her voice filled with wisdom of the years she lived although she knew she had nothing compared to the being who was standing in front of her, But we have a most urgent matter. She raised her head, grey eyes meeting the blind fold, We have come to bargain for more time for one of the charges you are about to take. Moranna met her sister's gaze, privately communicating to her that this would be folly. One did not bargain with Death. He took what he wanted, when he wanted. And why would he listen to her sister's appeal? After all, they were preventing more deaths if the king was given more time to live. What was there to possibly bargain about? They could all lose their souls for this. But as much as she disliked it, an Ar-Feiniel could not disobey the leader of the clan. As for Elbereth, she held her breath. She was curious as to how this would play out.