Passings

TheronColeDarkwood: - King Theron was  sitting on his throne, holding court as he often did.  he had been away  and had only just returned  in the night. he heard strange rumors from his wife, but hoped to confirm them himself.  he looked out over the people gathered. he had already heard several cases and judged them. now he waited, sipping wine from  a goblet brought to him-
TheronColeDarkwood: - King Theron was sitting on his throne, holding court as he often did. he had been away and had only just returned in the night. he heard strange rumors from his wife, but hoped to confirm them himself. he looked out over the people gathered. he had already heard several cases and judged them. now he waited, sipping wine from a goblet brought to him-
Heockius: -A scent like spring drifted through the throne room as a woman in white walked into the back of the room. Her eyes glowed an intense blue as she watched the proceedings of the court. She could see Theron by the throne and the sword by his side as was his custom. Inwardly she began to worry. Her hands shook nervously as she pondered her blood lines. Hart and Darkwood... They both flowed in her veins even now. She took a slow breath and brushed some of her now platinum blonde hair out of her face-
Rhyaad: Deep in the cellars below the castle, Rhyaad was putting the "forge" in Winterforge, melting silver coins and making a cast as he labored with Serena's borrowed spellbooks and potions. Using his status as a so called 'Lord', spoken so by the ueen, he had sent out serfs to gather ingredients for the spell that would transform the silver star shaped amulets into Dream Amulets, magic gateways into another reality.
SlaughteredLamb: -Eladora headed down to the courts after fussing with her brothers nursery, holding herself as she entered the thone room-
TheronColeDarkwood: - The king who was normally quite at ease with his sword in his hand. he saw a woman with platinum hair  enter the room.  he also noticed that the scent had changed.  this normally never bothered the king.. but something happened when that woman walked into the room.. his sword glowed blue with flame, but also glowed red  with heat.. these two things happening at the same time confused theron, because the blue flame told that there was as yet an unknown darkwood in the room.. but the heat signified a hart..  the king motioned to  the woman in white .- you... come forward.- he said and waited to see what would happen-
Rhyaad: Camehron de'Annar stood quietly in the open doorway to the throne room, waiting to assist he friend Serena should she need it. He was nervous before the King, but knew that she might need his support as she would tell him the fantastic story of her rebirth nd transformation.
SynGoth: /me am upstairs cleaning and making the bed
Heockius: -Serena walked forward slowly. The crowd parted as she approached the throne. Along the way she wrung her hands on her staff and kept her glowing eyes turned down in slight fear. She kneeled before the throne and set her staff down in front of him- You requested me, my king.
TheronColeDarkwood: - he winced, as she  drew closer, the sword both glowed brighter and grew hotter. he leaned the blade against the  throne, for  the sword grew almost too hot to hold.- " I would know who you are ... for my sword tells me you are of two conflicting bloodlines.. Darkwood and Hart.. such a union hasn't happened in at least a hundred years to my knowledge.
Heockius: -It was clear that the scent also radiated from her. She smelled of things such as fresh grass, spring rain, and flowers. She turned her glowing eyes up slowly towards Theron and spoke in a familiar voice- I am Serena... I.. I was brought back to you... By nature itself.
SynGoth: /me goes to the kitchen and sstarts cooking
SlaughteredLamb: -Elle looked between Serena and Theron confussed, surpised the sword had not reveiled her bloodline before her death-
TheronColeDarkwood: - The King looked over to see his sister seated next to him. but then he thought to himself. there was one occasion where the sword did reveal to him her lineage.. but he hadn't picked up on it. He smiled at serena and looked at her-  I am glad of that my lady.. but tell me.. who are your parents?
SynGoth: /me peels potatoes
Rhyaad: Camehron advanced timidly into the throne room, coming up behind Serena as she spoke. He bowed his head and dropped to one knee. "Aran Darkwood, it is true. She has been chosen by Nature and the Goddess to return to us from Indor ve'i'ba... the Land of the Dead." He cringes a the King askes about her parents, know the reaction this might cause.
Heockius: -Serena looks down slowly before she speaks- My mother... Was Arabella Hart... My father is Morgan Darkwood...
TheronColeDarkwood: - the king payed careful attention to her words.. she had said that her father IS.. morgan darkwood.. IS..  that meant his uncle was alive somewhere..  he smiled widely and got down  off the throne and embraced his cousin, smiling broadly- " My dear cousin!  this news pleases me. you say your father lives? have you seen him?
SlaughteredLamb: -she gently rocked as she listened to the wolves' song that came from when she was near the drawn out Hartbane-
Heockius: -Serena's eyes widened at shock from the sudden embrace. After a moment to collect her thoughts she responded- Y-yes, He is.. I met him in the waists..
Heockius: *Wastes... (Bah!)
SynGoth: /me peels 40 potatoes
Rhyaad: Camehron wiped his brow in relief. He had not anticipated that the King's reaction would be this favorable. His ears would twitch at the sound of the strange song.
SlaughteredLamb: -Reynard was currently drilling a handful of people with magical ablites in the court yard-
Rhyaad: Deep below, the sounds of the forge rang through the dungeons, the clank of iron striking hot silver, the violent hiss of the red hot metal being plunged into a magical cooling broth bowl set in a container of snow. Soft chanting in both the Cala'quessir and Rhyaad's native Elohai tongue ran like a babbling voice in a dream as he crafted the metal.
SynGoth: /me hears a noise from the dungeon
SynGoth: /me shakes her head promising not to go in there
TheronColeDarkwood: " Did he say he was on his way here?" - he asked. outside the throne room, the sounds of a brawl could be heard.  an old man's voice with a thick northern accent could be heard- " Apparently you milk sops didn't hear me.. so I suppose I'll have to move ye myself. "- the sounds of thuds against the wall  were heard before  Morgan Darkwood entered the throne room. he walked close to the throne and smirked - " Nephew.. it appears your guards are more deaf than i am ." - he said.-
Heockius: -Serena motioned over her shoulder slightly as she looked sheepishly at Theron- Here he is.
SynGoth: /me chops up the potatoes
SlaughteredLamb: -her eyes drifted up in surpise, seeing her uncle in a long time since she was little-
Rhyaad: Camehron looked over the impressive figure of the Elder Darkwood, of whom he had heard, but not yet seen.
SynGoth: /me makes 4 potato pies
TheronColeDarkwood: - Theron only smirked-  well uncle.. it's a pleasure to see you again! you certainly are my father's twin.. the two of you are alike in more ways than looks." -  the king smiled and embraced his uncle in the way of northern males, by clasping upper arms  and then embracing each other- " Aye... and you look more like us every day.. " - said Morgan before turning to his niece and giving her a kiss on the cheek.- " hello dearest niece.. I am glad to see you well." - he smiled then and tuned to his daughter, embracing her and kissing her cheek- " I see you are well my daughter.. this pleases me."
SynGoth: /me puts the pies in the oven
SlaughteredLamb: It is good to see you as well.. and to greet you as family
SynGoth: /me skins a rabbit while the pies are baking
Heockius: -Serena hugged her father gently and nodded. After a moment she pulled from the embrace and looked back to Theron- I must apologize for leaving with no notice.. And even loosing the family staff... -She turned her eyes downward slightly-
TheronColeDarkwood: " the staff was old and you lost it in a good cause. had the staff not cracked we might have lost that battle. it's quite alright cousin.  I hold no grudge against you for it." - he said with a smile. Morgan stood next  to his daughter and smiled-  "I had a feeling your cousin would be  reasonable when it came to that."
Heockius: -Serena nodded- I had to try... Goranak was so paranoid though... I was naive to think he would listen to reason... -She turned her glowing eyes back up- I hope that in the future... We can stop these wars... The land is crying... Not just from Arabella but how we have been hurting her... -She paused for a moment to take a breath-
Rhyaad: The pale Elf in the cellars carefully carved the silver with a diamond blade, drawing and etching in runes and symbols. An icon of a crescent moon, a stylized image of Bear, the guardian of dreams...
SynGoth: /me checks on the pies...
SynGoth: /me puts the rabbit on to cook
Heockius: -As the king and his uncle got reacquainted. Serena heard her stomach growl. She placed her hand on her stomach and made a face- I am getting hungry... -She looked towards Camehron then briefly over to Elle- Should we head to the kitchens?
SynGoth: /me stirs the soup
SlaughteredLamb: Yes.. we should cousin -she rose to join Serena-
SlaughteredLamb: It is so odd.. gaining cousins that i have been getting to know before hand -she ment both her and Reynard-
Rhyaad: Camehron took the opportunity to get away from the throne room, not admitting that the Darkwoods scared him, and accompanied the women to the kitchen. Perhaps he might get a chance to talk about that strange sone.
Rhyaad: [ song ]
Heockius: -Serena was still adapting to the idea of even having a family. She kept her eyes down as she lead the way to the kitchen. -
SynGoth: -the kitchen is the hottest room in the castle-
SynGoth: /me turns around surprised as the royal family walks in
SynGoth: oh!
SynGoth: /me bows and curtsies quickly
SlaughteredLamb: It is alright.. if you are still working -she gently smiled-
SynGoth: are u gonna eat here or the dining room?
Heockius: -Serena was flustered by the bow as she entered- N-no. You don't need to bow... -She sniffed briefly- It smells wonderful in here.
Rhyaad: here will be fine.
SynGoth: thank u maam
SlaughteredLamb: I shall join in as well
Heockius: P-please.. -Serena stammered slightly- My name is Serena.
SynGoth: sorry it's so hot
SynGoth: it's the ovens
SynGoth: yes lady serena
SynGoth: /me checks on the pies again
Heockius: -Serena grew even more flustered by the added "Lady" part. She did not dispute it further as she sat down at the table-
SynGoth: /me checks the rabbit next
SynGoth: shouldn't be much longer milady
SlaughteredLamb: -she rapped her arms around Serena's- It took a life time for me.. and I still don't care for dresses -she bit her lip, the cold here had forced her to stay dressed apposed to what she had grown accustiomed to in her treatment in crownshome-
Rhyaad: Camehron waited anxiously for the meal to be done, he could smell the potatoe pies and the seemed almost done. He would pass on the Rabbit, being a vegetarian.
Heockius: -Serena looked toward Elle curiously.- I often miss my Gambeson.
SynGoth: /me takes out the first pie and lets it sit
SlaughteredLamb: And i miss Springlake
Rhyaad: The heat made him wwont to take off those fancy mage robes, which he never felt comfortable in anyway, so he did and folded them carefully on the bench, waiting for the pies to be brought over.
SynGoth: /me cuts up some of the rabbit and some fruit and some bread
Heockius: -Serena put her hand on Elle's in a reasurring manner- We will free it. There will be people fighting back as well. Refugees from Aerendir. I am sure they will band together.
SynGoth: /me cuts the pie into slices
SynGoth: /me puts 1 slice on each plate with a piece of rabbit and a piece of fruit
SynGoth: /me brings over 3 plates
SynGoth: /me sets one in front of each white haired person
SynGoth: here u go milord and miladies  :)
SynGoth: oh... 1 more
Heockius: -Serena looked up to the cook and bowed her head slightly- Thank you, miss. I'm sorry. I did not catch your name.
SynGoth: /me runs to fix another plate
SynGoth: m-me?
Rhyaad: Camehron makes a little bow of his head in the Elvish manner. "Please, Sera, I am no Lord. Just call me Camehron." Then he offers to trade the rabbit meat to Serena for her fruit.
Heockius: -Serena smiled softly and nodded- Yes, you.
SynGoth: am i in trouble?  what did i do wrong?
MedriHarker: The queen of the forge would enter the kitchens looking about seeing the fair haired trio "my goodness, didnt think anyone would be in here at this time"
SynGoth: -the kitchen is really hot-
Heockius: -Serena shook her head and giggled- You did nothing wrong. -She heard the queen's voice and stood- Medrique... Oh goddess. Here. Have my seat.
SlaughteredLamb: -she gently nodded to the servent as she patted the bench-
SlaughteredLamb: -she smiled as she saw her brother-
Rhyaad: "Queen Medrique!" Camehron blushed to be caught not dressed in his robes. "We were just about to have a meal..."
SynGoth: /me stares at the elegantly dressed lady like she's crazy
SynGoth: /me drops to her knees as the queen walks in
MedriHarker: please remaine seated, i was only passing through *she would waddle in, her belly quite noticiable as she would smell the pies* it does smell delicious...tell me is there a reason the throne room is locked up? theron hs not done that in quite sometime
Heockius: -Serena nodded- Yes. He was catching up with his uncle... My father...
SlaughteredLamb: we just came from there.. he and uncle are catching up
MedriHarker: *looks upon the servant* you may rise...though i advise you wear less revealing attire ...the men of the north are not so....progressivly mannered in theese parts
Rhyaad: Camehron blinked. "Locked? Tari, it was not locked when we left it. I suppose..." He nodded at Serena's words. "It must be a private Darkwood affair."
MedriHarker: he had told me morgan was coming... i hadnt realized that ..he may want his time with him
MedriHarker: those darkwood men are that way...
SynGoth: /me just stares at the queen afraid to speak
Heockius: -Serena kneels slightly and extends her hand to the cook to help her up-
Heockius: -Serena took the cooks hand and tried to pull her up- You don't have to be afraid, miss.
Rhyaad: Camehron felt embarassed to not be finely dressed in front of the Queen, but also glad to see her again. He missed the times when they had walked in the halls together, before all this happened. Before Serena had gone to see Goranak and all the restlting calamity.
MedriHarker: *Queen Medrique would look at the servants girls attire and whisper to serena* poor thing..mustve come from the many vilalges that were destroyed by arabella from the south...perhaps we should see to it she receives warmer clothes.*the queen would look at the table in the kitchen..once finding it cozy now withchild she would take her seat in the main dining room*
SynGoth: uh thank u?
MedriHarker: *she would look to camerhon happy to see him, about...wondering if he had met with his relative the guest of honor..a t the forge*
SynGoth: milady is the quenn mad at me?  i mean the kitchen is so hot
Heockius: What is your name, Miss? And heavens no. The queen is not angry.
SlaughteredLamb: -Elle rose to join Medrique to sit with him-
SynGoth: synda
Rhyaad: Perhaps..... we should go join our Tari in the dining room. It might be rude to not do so.
Heockius: -Serena bowed a slight greeting- It is fine to meet you, Synda. -She glanced towards Camehron- Indeed. -Serena looked back to the cook- Bring some food and join us. Please.
SynGoth: yes milady
Rhyaad: He snickered towards the girl. "Medrique might want you to cover your boobs, though." he whispered to her.
SynGoth: /me starts fixing more plates of food
SynGoth: hmm?  why?
Heockius: -Serena giggled- She would be worried for your safety, cowan.. -She explained the word- My friend.
SlaughteredLamb: Any word on our niece.. -she looked down sadly-
Rhyaad: "Everybody here is so high up and formal, it takes a while to get used to it.", he replied before putting his robe back on and going to join the Queen.
Heockius: -Serena made her way out of the kitchen to join everyone-
MedriHarker: Galmar has chosen to take a disreet and safer route...he is moving quick..though he wishes to not have arabella catch wise...*medriques eyes would water, thinking of the babe...to be raised without a father*....
MedriHarker: *And mother
MedriHarker: ****
Heockius: -Serena lowered her head as she heard this. She understood what it was like to be raised like that.
SlaughteredLamb: -she reached to hold her brother's hand, tearing as well for their family, though in her mind her brothers died by arabella's soilders instead of each other-
MedriHarker: *Medrique would be dressed in mourning wearing the darkwood furs and elucards silks in shades of ebony*
MedriHarker: opros is a large land and territory....our people are strong and will prevail..
Rhyaad: Camehron also looked down, having been raised by his uncle after his parents untimely death.
Heockius: -As they talked Serena glanced out toward the training yard. She placed a hand to her heart as the talk of orphans drew her thoughts to Reynard.-
SlaughteredLamb: -she nodded with a sniffle-
SynGoth: /me comes in and serve the queen a potato pie and a roasted rabbit leg and some fruit
MedriHarker: so many have come to this place, gwen will be like the many we know...and like them we shall raise her to be strong, brilliant and bold....
SlaughteredLamb: Of course Medrique -she wipped her eyes-
MedriHarker: *the queen looks graciousy at teh food, the potoatoe smelling delightful* thankyou *she would glance at the esrrvant girl up and down and smile*....if you hhave, i would like some honey milk
SynGoth: yes my queen
SynGoth: /me runs to the kitchen
SynGoth: /me hopes there's some milk left and it's not curdled  :\
Heockius: -Serena thought of something and smiled and placed her hand to her heart again for just a moment. In this instance it would be obvious that her mood would lift. She stood and faced the queen- Medrique. I have news.
SynGoth: i don't wanna go milk that cow again
Rhyaad: [ MOOooo! ]
SlaughteredLamb: (rhy :P)
SynGoth: /me finds some milk and adds 3 drops of honey
Heockius: (No! Not the cow again!)
Rhyaad: In the chambers below ground, the pale Elf finished his work, fitting platinum chains to the shiny metal star-figures, wrapping them in silk of midnight blue, and placing them in ebony boxes. The work was finally done.
SynGoth: ((?))
SynGoth: /me comes back in stirring it
SynGoth: here you are my queen
MedriHarker: *medrique would look from his sister to the witch* than speak i pray you *smiles weakly*
SynGoth: /me slips back out quietly
MedriHarker: *takes the milk and nods in approcal as it taste wonderful*
SynGoth: /me stays close enough to hear any requests
Rhyaad: "Could.... Could I perhaps have some more fruit?" Camehron asks...
Heockius: -Serena raised a hand to stop the cook but let her hand fall to her side as she looked back towards the queen. A wide grin spreads across her face as she clasps her hands behind her- Reynard asked something of me. Something grand...
MedriHarker: oh?
SlaughteredLamb: -she glanced up to Serena to hear her announcement-
Rhyaad: The snow-haired Elf let out a little grin, knowing what was coming...
Heockius: I would that he was here... But... -Serena could not help but giggle before she spoke again- Reynard asked my hand.
MedriHarker: *the queens expression though still in mourning for her brothers lives would smile*...this..is most joyeous news *Medrique would rise and walk toward her grabbing at her hand * i am most pleased to hear this....a wedding.........after all this misery and war....peraps after is not the coreect term
MedriHarker: but still
MedriHarker: *she hugs her close* a grand lunar bride you shall be
Heockius: -Serena embraced the queen gently and could not stop herself from smiling- I hope I will be.
SlaughteredLamb: -she smiled for her, after their chat of love, serena had manged to find it-
MedriHarker: *she would carress her face*   perhaps this is oh *medrique would grab ahold of her womb*....oh gods...looks like the child seems to rejoice to *she takes serenas hand and places it upon her womb...the child giing a kick and jolt*
MedriHarker: he has been active much of late, kicking about like that
Heockius: -Serena smiled and rubed Medrique stomach gently and nodded up to her- Oh. That would possibly be the Darkwood blood.
SlaughteredLamb: -she rose some as her nefew stirred in her brother-
Rhyaad: Camehron smiled at her comment about Darkwood blood, thinking them a boisterous lot, but of course did not say so.
MedriHarker: *Lady Serena would receive a vision.... a beautiful figure clad in darkwood and elucard armor upon a steed over seeing the rebuilding of the damaged lands of kingshome....a positive vision...but not clear*
Heockius: -Serena would sway back slightly as the vision flashed through her mind. She blinked a few times and looked down slightly as she raised her hand to her chin- I am sure he will be a blessed child.
Guest_kinolo: *ulric wanders aimlessly trying to figure out where everyone is. *hmm...  where did everyone get off to?.
MedriHarker: you saw something didnt you...*Medrique looked about realizing she had given the gender of the baby away*...i suppose it is no secret...he is to be a boy...
MedriHarker: *looking back to serena* but tell me..what did you see for my son?
SynGoth: /me opens her mouth to speak... but stops herself
Rhyaad: In the dungeons, Rhyaad locked the boxes away, with plans to reveal them later to the ones who would wear the amulets. He sat a moment to rest and ponder. Perhaps the day would be cloudy. Perhaps he could go upstairs.
Heockius: -Serena looked up- A beautiful figure. Clad in the armor of the Darkwoods and the Elucard. He was overseeing recontruction on Kingshome.
Heockius: -Serena would smile- A vision that did not end in fire and death. I will take that as a positive sign from the Goddess.
MedriHarker: his father would be proud to know this...but kingshome....is under reconstruction?...* medriques face becomes dark with worry*..but how long does this war go on for..
Heockius: -Serena glanced out the window- We cannot allow it to go on that long... -She suddenly looked grim- I can hear it... Her... Nature is crying.. Humans have been fighting each other for to long, and now Arabella... We HAVE to end this.
SlaughteredLamb: -Eladora smiled in relief, glad to hear that the whole kingdom does not fall-
MedriHarker: *the queen would look to serena, realizing something*......you are the crown princess of telrunya
Guest_kinolo: *ulric passes by the doorway tk the dungeons,  his footsteps echoing down the way to rhyaad as he contined on,  eventually sitting down
MedriHarker: and....you are to be wed to the true heir of the throne
MedriHarker: looks like we will be sharing a title soon ...*Medrique takes her hand*
Heockius: -Serena kept her grim expression as she looked out the window- We might. Nothing is certain... But I know... Nature brought me back to do what I do best... The land has asked for a healer... And so it called me.
Rhyaad: "Think of it...." Camehron mused. "She will unite the royal houses of the humans. Perhaps there is hope for this land."
Rhyaad: Rhyaad went to the stairs to take a peek at the windows on the lower floor. As he did he heard the sounds of footsteps coming down, and smelled before he saw, the form of his friend, Ulric van Wolfkin, sitting down. He cracked a smile and came up to him. "Ulric! I am so glad to see you."
Guest_kinolo: *ulric neaely jumos from his skin snapping his attention to rhyaad*a... ah rhyaad!  i was wondering where everyone went.  what happend last night? all i know is i had a wrapped up leg.
MedriHarker: i know...*the queen would look to her sister and nod for her to come join her as she would make her way to her bed chamebrs continueing to tlak to serena*..this child was made possible by you...i know you will be great...
SynGoth: /me bows and backs out of the room
SlaughteredLamb: -she blinked, rising to join the pair-
Heockius: -Serena followed along and nodded- I will do my best. -She could not help but giggle- It would take quite a feat to be worse then the last two.
SynGoth: /me climbs to an empty place of the castle...
Rhyaad: "You don't remember?" Rhyaad could not resist ruffling Ulric's hair. "You, you big wolven lug, got yourself attacked by a large bear, and I had to find you and drag you back to the castle wrapped up in the pieces of my clothes, so that Serena could heal you. Then you passed out." He didn't mention the part about him sleeping with Ulric in his bed, watching over him.
SynGoth: /me takes out a tiny crystal ball...
Guest_kinolo: dear gods.... d... did anyone see me in form? *his face runs pale as he starts to look around the castle grounds*
SynGoth: /me meditates with the crystal and comminucates everything she has learned this day about the queen and other nobles...
Heockius: -Serena's eyes flicked in the direction that Syn had traveled. She had no line of sight but she sensed something-
SynGoth: /me smiles knowing my mission is successful and i have sent all the information to my mistress...
Rhyaad: "Don't worry, my furry friend", he assured Ulric. "I told you to change before anyone saw you."
SynGoth: /me goe to her room and lays dow to sleep
Guest_kinolo: thank you.  i would have walked in in form had you not.
SynGoth: -and somewhere far off.... Arabella Hart smiles-
SlaughteredLamb: -Elle glanced around with the odd primal feeling of being watched, may be due her touched mind-
Heockius: -Serena looked grim as she opened her mouth like she would speak. But instead a sound like that of an earthquake issues from her lips. The sound felt primal almost as if it spoke of anger-
Rhyaad: "I'd hope you didn't ever do that, Ulric. The guards might shoot you. I doubt even the Queen knows... what... we really are. Yet. That is going to be a delicate matter to bring across."
Guest_kinolo: like my village eh?  scared to death of the supernatural?
Rhyaad: He nodded. "Exactly. Now, if you don't mind, I should go find Serena. I take it the clouds are out again today?"
MedriHarker: *Medrique looks to serena* Serena..what is it?
SlaughteredLamb: -Elle whimpered, thinking she was becoming mad again, as she looked up at Serena-
Heockius: -Serena glared off to the side slightly- We have a spy... A servant of Arabella in the castle...
Guest_kinolo: yeah.  quite an overcast.  b*he chuckles as he stands up*well ill join you i suppose
MedriHarker: what?
SlaughteredLamb: I thought.. it was just me.. that we were being watched -she bit her finger-
MedriHarker: do we have knowledge of who?
Rhyaad: He smiled. "I was hoping you would. Now if I can only FIND her in this huge and twisted maze of a place. I'm not use to so much grandeur."
Guest_kinolo: i like wide open areas and solitude mostly.  this would make a fun coarse to run through in form. *he laughs and smiles stamding up
Heockius: -Serena's glowing eyes seemed just a little bit brighter as she glanced around slowly- Hm... The only new person was the cook... And I could tell the feel of that magic...
MedriHarker: *Medrique begins to speak..but something stops her as she suddenly feels very light headed...*..what is....oh gods....the milk...the...*Medrique falls forward, crying out in pain*
SlaughteredLamb: -she reached to hold her brother in worry-
Heockius: -Serena turns her eyes back towards the queen and rushes to catch her- Medrique~
Heockius: *!
Rhyaad: "Well, lets not do that just yet.... you'd scare the servants silly." He searched for Serena, sensing that something seemed odd or out of place. He was drawn towards the Queen's chambers, and pondered if he should knowk, before he heard a cry of pain from within. Pushing the attendant rudely out of the way, he went right into the bedroom, and is startled to see Serena catching the Queen as she falls.
SlaughteredLamb: Please.. what did she do to your milk.. -she growled, swearing to kill the woman already-
MedriHarker: AHHH!!!*medri screams out in pain,  as she would reach down at her womb*....the honey milk.....that treachourous.. *medrique begins to cough violently...as elladora would feel a dampness come from medriques gown*
MedriHarker: *Rhyaad would smell the blood instantly pouring from between medriques legs not seen due to the black gown*
Guest_kinolo: *ulric follows and hears the screaming*rhyaads whatever iz bappening it doesnt sound good!
Guest_kinolo: is*
SlaughteredLamb: Oh gods.. -she laid her brother down, holding him close- Please.. stay with me
Rhyaad: "What? Gods! Someone has poisined the Queen! Serena, help her! She's erupting in blood!" he looks around. "Who did this?"
MedriHarker: the baby....save my baby!*medrique begins to scream in pain , tears pouring from her eyes*
Heockius: -Serena lets Medrique into Elle's arms as she held her hands out over the queen- I will.
MedriHarker: wheres theo?!
Rhyaad: /me curses himself that he cannot heal people or do anything to stop the Queen's suffering. He clenches his fist in sudden anger, his fangs showing. "Tell me who did this. Thell me and I will kill them!"
Guest_kinolo: *ulric places a hand on rhyaads shoulder*rhyaad,  composure.  please
SlaughteredLamb: I wish I knew.. -she fought back tears as she held Medri close, lending her hand-
Rhyaad: /me tries to calm himself by taking deep breaths.
Guest_kinolo: what did she have receny?  any food,  drink?
MedriHarker: *the maiden servants rush in to save the queen*
Guest_kinolo: recently*
SlaughteredLamb: -elle scaned the room, watching to see if the wrecthed cook came close-
MedriHarker: *Medrique cltuches onto his sisters screaming in pain* elladora....dont let my baby die...dont let my future die not liek this *she begins to hyperventilate*
MedriHarker: ahhh!!*elle feels medrique burning up real quick*
Heockius: -Serena begins to do what resemmbles chanting. But the sounds that come from her lips sounds like wind rustling through the trees. Her hands began to glow a soft wight as she traced her hands over Medriques stomg. Blue light began to swirl from her finger tips as she worked her magic to try and stop the damage happening to both the baby and the queen. She glanced up from her focus to bark orders to the servents to bring her herbs and tools as quick as possible-
MedriHarker: Therons, Darkwood magic had kept any type of dark magic from penatrating through however it could not stop the acts of human hands and strategic poisons to come through....arabella had sworn her terror upon house darkwood and intended to keep to her promise and make a message quite clear to all who opposed her...*
MedriHarker: *somethins is wrong, serena is quick to sense it.....the magic only allows one to safe passage....to save one , the other must die*
MedriHarker: *the servants hurry  and do as they are commanded*
SlaughteredLamb: Please.. I can't lose you too..  -she nuzzled medri-
Rhyaad: /me calms himself and moves to Serena's side, helplessy watching. His knoledge of white necromancy made him sense, dimly, what Serena had.
Heockius: -Serena grits her teeth. She calls on Nature to help her.- Not like this. NOT LIKE THIS! -She fights back tears as she channels as much of her magic as she can to keep the child alive and free the poison from him. She pleaded with Nature for the strength to save them both- Please... Elle lost her brother.. Don't take her other brother now...
Rhyaad: "M... must it be like that, mellon? Must one of them die? Is there any way to save them both?"
SlaughteredLamb: -she started to sing a lullaby that their mother often sung, in order to calm herself-
MedriHarker: *Medrique shakes in pain* dont let theo lose himself....again..he must stay strong for the child.... *medrique looks to serena.. Nature no longer seemed to be as kind as she once was, like the queen of the north Nature had once been warm and gracious but with the fates of the lands and the twist of the winds....nature had now demanded her price for the magics being corrupted throughout  the lands*
Rhyaad: "No. No! It can't be like that!" He looked to Serena with desperation in his twinkling blue eyes. "Tell me how we can save them!"
SlaughteredLamb: -she shuddered in pure hatered- Someone.. get the guards.. Get that COOK in the dungeons NOW!
MedriHarker: *Medrique began to whimper as she listened to the lulllaby*....Elladora... the baby....hes coming *screams as the new pain begins *
Heockius: -Serena could feel tears in her eyes. She had seen mothers fade in child birth since she had worked as a midwife... But not someone she cared for like this.- No... -She whispered in a low and almost mournful tone. She began to pour all of her magic into the spell she was working as she instructed some aides in how to deliver the baby- Medrique. Hold one... Please...
SlaughteredLamb: I am still here Medrique.. -her tears fell onto his hair, returning to the lullaby-
Rhyaad: Rhyaad watched in horror, wringing his hands and cursing himself for being so useless. "Why must I be only a destroyer? Gods that I could do anything to save them both!"
MedriHarker: *Medrique holds onto his sister, reciting the goddess's words *  THough Winter storms conquers and divides, it is with springs warmth we shall unite and survive....and though the winters cold takes hold......* a winter storm would begin to erupt outside as the winds would grow harsh, theron and his family would eruptinto the room in anger as they did *
Guest_kinolo: *ulric stands back getting very pale*ugh by the gods
Heockius: -Serena could not stop the tears as she worked her magic to keep the baby safe. She glanced to Medrique and watched the queen- Don't give up, my queen.. Please... -She began utter something that sounded like a waterfall. It was her pleading with nature more. Explaining that Medrique was innocent in what sins were being perpatrated-
SlaughteredLamb: -she clenched onto Medrique''s hand, her mind racing on how she would she would raise both nefew and niece while trying to keep her darkwood brothers level headed-
MedriHarker: *the sound of screams is heard, as medrique begins to push through the pain of child birth and the retaining all the pain of the black poison* GAHHH!!!
Guest_kinolo: *ulric looks away seeming to be thinking*
Heockius: Please... -Serena spoke plainly now as she begged- You gave me the power to regrow... To heal... Pleae... Why this? Please...
MedriHarker: *the sound of a crying babe is heard, asmedrique passes out exhausted onto the  pillows, she looks elle* let me hold him..please..*he says weakly...and faintly*
Rhyaad: "I am useless, Useless!" Rhyaad wailed to Ulric. "All I can do is kill. I could give her my blood, but that would kill her too."
Heockius: -As the child is freed From Medrique she turned her magic to focus it on the queen. Her hands could be seen trembling as she tried to push on. She was running out of stamina but she did not care- Hold on, Medrique.. I'm not letting you go like this...
Heockius: *Serena turned her magic
SlaughteredLamb: Of course.. -she trembled as she wiped her eyes, fetching the child from Serena, for Medri to hold-
Guest_kinolo: *he bugs rhyaad in his arms*rhyaad do not attack yourself on this situfion. *he ruffles rhyaads hair*
Guest_kinolo: why would someone want to cause harm to a pregnant woman....
Rhyaad: "Why indeed.... when I find that cook, I'll...." he paused and took a deep breath. "Interrogate her."
Guest_kinolo: keep in mind they might not be the only one. if they end up innocent,  then what?
SlaughteredLamb: I don't care.. who finds her.. I want to be there when she gets justice -she growled, she was not going to idly standby again-
MedriHarker: *the queen takes her son, the body becoming weak.....the magic of serena only giving a numbing comfort of the ongoing pain* she did not win..my sweet one...my sweet Mateas of House Darkwood...grow strong  and wise *Medrique kisses her child head for the first...and lst time...* Elladora...my sweet *she hands the baby to her sister looking at her tears welling in her eyes* i am sorry to leave you like this *beigns to cough once again*...i had planned so much for us....*Medrique cant fight back the poison any longer, the poisong now taking full control as she contnues to bleed out gasping for rbeath*.....she did not win...
MedriHarker: *Medrique lets out her final breath and with her eyes open looks upon her child and sister with loving expression*
Heockius: -Serena began to sob as her energy dried up and she could only collapse to the floor. The glow in her eyes faded and left just her normal green eyes behind-
SlaughteredLamb: -she held both Medrique and Mateas as she began to sob-
MedriHarker: *Nature turns her back as the winds subside outside the castle as the darkwoods erupt in anger and the castle falls into mourning for their fallen queen*
Rhyaad: Rhyaad gathered himself and leaned over the bed, and pressed his forehead to Medrique's. "Do not fear, my Queen, for death is but a journey. I know this. And now you will. Be strong. Be brave. And know that your death was not in vain."
Heockius: -Serena gathered her staff against herself and sobbed. She lowered her head to the floor as grief took its hold on her-