A Coronation: Born Anew

[TavernLich 324]

 

Atl stalked along the land, his tail held heavenward in a manner of poise and candor. He was met before the Temple, each step taken magnetizing those around towards him. Vigorously, they gathered, initially attracting a throng of peasants then an entire troupe of soldiers, priests and elders. The Kharajyr’s fur shown white within the sun’s constant gleam, blinding those nearby in an ivory spectacle of beauty and perfection. His matted clothes were replaced with flamboyant counterparts, Atl wore a gallant headdress, exotic feathers poking through the top whilst an eloquent robe was donned in the stead of the usual loincloth, which laid forsaken on the ground; he stood there, adorned in the azure hue of lapis, those around him in awe.

 

 

The Kharajyr stood, at last, before the temple gate where he came to a halt for a moment, taking in a lingering presence of doubt and expelling it with an intrepid roll of his shoulders, neutralizing his the few critics about. A maroon kha was already awaiting his presence; the Sage Mukar had been expecting the situation at hand, bearing an aurum trident seated atop both of his open palms. Atl greeted the Sage with a curt nod, eyes flitting up towards him in a gesture of utmost respect. Mukar’s voice rang throughout the land, “Kharajyr, aw knew Tlatlanni haws emerged frawm the rawnks of Metztli’s cheeldren! Behowld thaw new Tlatlanni!” It reverberated within each individual Kharajyr’s mind, an exalted presence of a higher power at hand. They shrank back in response, bending over as to kneel before the two.

 

Mukar stepped forth, his breath visible in the cold morning air, as he would trace Atl’s grace back into the confines of his feral eyes, the window to his primordial being. Atl nodded, closed his eyes and outstretched his arms forward, palms opened as the Sage placed the trident within his grasp. Slowly, the kharajyr wrapped his fingers around the trident’s cold shaft, raking his claws gently along its the engraved carvings and, finally, on to its tip. Atl paused and opened his eyes, he turned to his people as he raised the lapis-clad trident into the heavens above, “Kharajyr, thaw tyme fawr sawfureeng ees awver! Thaw begeenning for thaw tyme awf repent awnd glory ees hereby reinstated, revive thaw cultures awf old! Revive thaw teachings of old! Revive thaw dominance of old!” The skies above and ground beneath trembled as if the gods themselves took were spurred into action by the utterance of these words, a new Tlatlanni was chosen and along came an age of enlightenment.

 

 

Both the young and elderly sprang into the air, repeating these very words. They followed their praise with a beat of their feet and a roar from their bellows, warning their enemies of their resurgence and signaling aged allies of their newfound hope! And thus, the people broke into a jubilant frenzy, for the coronation was naught without the grace of Metztli and a blazing lust for celebration.

 

Summary: New Tlatlanni Atl. Honestly, I kept the post short, why would you even need this?

 

[Rickson 302]

Inaijo would kneel down to the new Tla. Slowly lifting his head to the Atl, he would realise he was destined to protect him, to his very end. 

Edited November 11, 2015 by Rickson

[Archbishop 1784]

Mukar smiled as the coronation came to an end. The Aelkos have been reformed. Plans were made. The kharajyr would once more return to its former glory.

[Angmarzku 1251]

Would stand beside Mukar smiling at the new Tla' , he lets out a huff as he now is an Aelkos

[dre rose 1]

Senjo opens his eyes to there Tla in great belief that he would be an amazing leader. In heart and mind he would follow him to the end 

[Adelemphii 1766]

Xalyia walks up to the tla' holding a loaf of caramel bread saying "Compliments from Xalyia fur yaw beeing that tla'" Xalyia walks away smiling

[Zindran 590]

Balt watches from the crowd, smiling slightly as the coronation ends, "Lwets hwope da hwunts end swo we cwan gwet awn with our lwives en pweace." he mumbles under his breath

[Jygg 330]

Za'Kabar watches from the crowd. A small smile grows as he watches "Well... Za suppwoses et es gwood to hwave a Tla wit white fwur...."

[Assassin8r0 2]

Do'Leyik would kneel before the new Tla', head towards the ground, sword held upright in a position of respect.

Edited November 11, 2015 by Assassin8r0

[KUSHerZombie 222]

Ja'Rizren kneels before the new tla!

[erk 76]

Ko'Averr gazes upon the Tla's arrival from a slight distance "Lawng leev thaw new Tla'" he'd mutter quietly before smiling briefly and wandering back off to his previous work.

Edited November 11, 2015 by Banshee

[Dadarkangel 36]

Yla would be be proud of her great race. It had had its ups and downs through the past few years, this year especially. She would get on her knee as she hears this call from Mukar the call she had been waiting for the call she had been earning for. She would grab her trident and run to the gate and shout. She has vowed to protect Atl untill his life ends. 

 

 

Edited November 11, 2015 by Dadarkangel

[BonesOfTheEarth 2252]

Do'Zar knelt in respect to the knew Tla, vowing to serve him, in any way that he could.

Edited November 11, 2015 by Fury_Fire

[TheKingsPawn 5]

Mawkuur kneels to the new Tla

[Merkaken 516]

Ri'Kaharal stands with her family, and the other Aelkos. After the speech, Kaharal raises her fist into the air, giving a roar of vigor and pride she had not felt since the old days of Va'Kha. "Awl hayl thaw Tla'! Lawng may hee rayn ovawr Metztli's childrawn!"