Telling the king

Cranky kings and panicked messengers
Scene music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnRgDVJeE90


TheronColeDarkwood: - the king was by no means in a good or gracious mood at present. he had only been asleep for an hour but was now told by  his brother Argyle that two men wished to speak with him. Theron sighed and dressed himself completely for he knew he wouldnt be sleeping again this night. After  retreaving a large wine skin, he  walked down to his throne and sat down, only after  unsheathing his sword and  setting it next to him. he drank  deeply from the skin, then put the stopper back on and  hung the skin on the opposite arm rest. he then glared down at the two men who wanted to speak with him- " And what.. pray tell is so important that you interrupt your King's sleep? I have just returned from  the high fells not long ago and had only just gone to sleep an hour ago.. so whatever this is, I will hear your concerns.. but be warned.. this had better not be a waste of my time sirs." - he said, still looking at them-
Heockius: -There would be something else that might be weighing on the king's mind... Serena is missing... And he might have felt it. The Darkwood staff he gave her has been destroyed-
SlaughteredLamb: -Reynard the royal mage leaned against his staff- Camehorn here.. has had a vision of our healer, she tells us that Arabella is back in the land of the living
TheronColeDarkwood: I see..  and are you sure you haven't been drinking too much mulled wine? - the king was skeptical..  and nearly got up.. when he felt a  heat , almost like a fire   on the hilt of his sword at the mention of the name Arabella Hart.. this could only happen  if there were an actual person of the Hart blood line living ..  hartsbane had been forged that way, to give the wielder knowledge  of a hart   who was still alive. the king kept his sword in his grip, not even showing that his hand hurt. he just looked at the two men- I  believe you now..  and she will be dealt with.
Rhyaad: "It is not a vision, my liege", Camehron manages to say through his obvious emotional distress. "It is TRUTH! Through the magical dream amulet I gave to the witch Serana, I know this to be true."
Rhyaad: "Serena is dead", he gasps. "And Arebella Hart is alive."
Heockius: -The tingling after effects of the two mens dreams would linger still. Reminding them of what they had seen-
TheronColeDarkwood: " I believe you for my sword proved your words.. Hartsbane burns with an unseen fire which tells me that A hart still breathes.. but since Arabella is the only one still living..  I know it's her." - he glared down at them- " Lady Serena is dead? my uncle will be quite angry upon hearing that news" - he said with a  grieved sigh-
SlaughteredLamb: -he laid a hand on his comrad's back- thank you for hearing us out your Majesty
TheronColeDarkwood: you are welcome.. you're my subjects of course and my friends  firstly.  I will always hear you at any time.
Rhyaad: "My ancestors gave me a magical amulet that allows me to see the dreams of others. And Thanatos and Morpheous are brothers. Death and Dream. I gave the amulet to Serena. And through her I know that she has died, and Arabella is arizen."
TheronColeDarkwood: " then I will deal with  the witch myself."
Rhyaad: Thank you, my liege. Only the powerful can save us now.
SlaughteredLamb: -Reynard bowed deeply- I will begin to write letters to your allies.. before I greive
TheronColeDarkwood: Hartsbane is what will save the realm from Arabella..- he said softly as he stood and sheathed the blade-
Rhyaad: "I shall grieve also, she was my dear friend." Tears drip from Camehron's eyes.
TheronColeDarkwood: - the King sighed and paced now,  thinking to himself-
Rhyaad: Cold..... so cold.....
TheronColeDarkwood: yes it's always cold here in the deep north.
TheronColeDarkwood: colder in highfells.
Rhyaad: I mean.... I sensed cold.
Rhyaad: Highfells? Where is that?
TheronColeDarkwood: it's the valley that rests  on the mountains in the frozen wastes.
TheronColeDarkwood: it
TheronColeDarkwood: is said great giants made that valley long ago.
Heockius: -There is a mumer from just outside the throne room. The handful of centaurs that helped stand watch were talking amongst themself- Aye. Ye hear that? -A second voice would reply- Yes... Oh... I hope Amaria gets here soon... Sounds like they really need the help... -A third voice chimes in sharply- You two. You're on guard duty, not gossip duty!
Rhyaad: Somehow, I got an image of mountains...
SlaughteredLamb: -he perked a brow looking to camoren-
TheronColeDarkwood: what on earth would serena be doing in highfells? and when did she go? I've been there for days and heard nothing of her..
Rhyaad: " I know nothing, my Liege. Except the images I receive in dreams. But I swear to you they are true."
TheronColeDarkwood: " I don't doubt it."
Rhyaad: Thank you, My Liege... I don't know what these images mean. But I know that Selene died, and that somehow from beyond she has touched me.
Heockius: -There is a commotion outside the door. The voices of the centaur can be heard arguing with someone. A woman's voice calls desperately. But the sounds are garbled at this distance among the clamour of voices-
Rhyaad: [ Serena ]
TheronColeDarkwood: - The king paused and  then his voice boomed  after hearing a commotion- " Open the gates and let the woman pass! "
SlaughteredLamb: -he glanced to the  directon of the door, the voices muffled due to the distance-
Heockius: -As the centaur obey the command a haughty "HMPH!" can be heard for just a moment before a woman rushes into the throne room. She seems to be in a panic. The momentary bit of pride had been her only break in this. She panted as she glanced around the room. The silks she wore were evidence that she had traveled in the south. Apparently she had been traveling hard enough to not even regard the cold as she carried her message- Hroclaw! Where's the count?... Ah! K-King Theron! In lieu of the count I will tell you. You need to hear this! -The almost lyrical tone of her voice and the point of her ears made it evident that she was elvish- Goddess... -She held a hand to her chest as she tried to compose herself-
Rhyaad: Camehron turned to stare at the elvish woman. "Hroclaw... is my uncle."
Heockius: -The elvish woman slowly walked to the throne. As she caught her breath she stood up straight and proud. Her sharp ears twitched- Psh. That does not make you the count. -She said almost dismissively- But King Theron. Your highness... Kingshome has fallen...
TheronColeDarkwood: what may i do for you fair maid? - the king asked, motioning his servants go get her water and food,-
Rhyaad: He nodded to the woman. "Amin ta rangwa. Amin ta elee."
TheronColeDarkwood: you mean goronak is dead?
Heockius: (Whisper translations for ease of things, Rhy?)
Rhyaad: I understand it: I have seen it.
Heockius: -She looked at Camehron and nodded slightly. She turned her proud eyes up to Theron- Yes, your highness. His entire family slaughtered. As have been almost every soul living in the city. I barely escaped alive.
Rhyaad: Camehron shudders....
TheronColeDarkwood: - At first, he was pleased but this news sent him staggering back  into his throne.. he hit the chair with a thud and his long brown hair covered his eyes as he put his head in his hand- " how... how did it happen?"
Rhyaad: "Aran Goranak naa ba." he says softly. "King Goranak is dead."
Heockius: -The elvish woman looked up at him- My contact told me as we fled... The king and his children were torturing two people. A jester we hired to held gather intel and a woman... She said her name was RInoa... But my contact and I suspected her to be Serena.
Heockius: -She took a breath and continued- Goranak killed them both... Lady Kikia also lies dead as well!
Rhyaad: Camehron gasps. "Dutchess Kikia is dead?"
TheronColeDarkwood: - his eyes blazed with anger, his breathing became flares through his nostrils  and  one might almost swear that his eyes now actually burned with fire-
Heockius: -She looked at the king- My tale grows darker still. It seems the shadows of Arabella have possessed Serena's body! The queen lives again through her corpse!
TheronColeDarkwood: that can be dealt with easily enough without causing harm to her body.
Rhyaad: Camehron shudders and falls to the ground crying.
Heockius: I do not doubt your words, our highness... But she turned those dead at her revival into undead soldiers... Undead soldiers that proceeded to kill everyone in the palace and in turn those dead rose as new soldiers... And soon they spread to the streets!
SlaughteredLamb: -Reynard by now was in the study writing letters-
Heockius: *Your highness
TheronColeDarkwood: it seems i must venture south then..
Heockius: The capital is locked tight. It would take siege equipment to get in.
TheronColeDarkwood: I have seige equipment.. in the form of one man.. .my cousin, Halgar Darkwood Lord of the wastes.
Heockius: Marching in with just the two of you would be suicide, my king... We must find allies...
Rhyaad: Camehron looks up. "Ido?"
Heockius: -The woman nodded- If she over runs us... She would surely come for them... They may see wisdom in helping us.
TheronColeDarkwood: i didn't say there would be two .. I have two brothers..  and my cousin..  and my uncle..
Rhyaad: He nods. "The Queen of Ido has said that she whishes to meet with my Uncle."
Heockius: -Augustus of the centaur was listening from the doorway. He calls in as well- And my people will be here soon to aide you!
TheronColeDarkwood: then we prepare for war..
Heockius: -As those words leave his lip a small tremor ripples through the ground beneath their feet. It feels like a growl. Nature itself is angered. Not by the kings words but by the atrocities happening in the capital-
Rhyaad: Camehron seems attuned to the shuddering of Nature itself and bows his head.