Meeting With The Dwarven Lords.

[Sairia 11]

((I wish to request this post stays in RP, and if OOC is needed, merely to clarify a question/concern. I ask that this not to be metagamed, as this should be a meeting between myself and the council only. Any trolling will not be tolerated, this is meant to be serious.))

A slender elf with blue hair walks into the council room of Kal'Mugdor. She stops in the center of the room, in plain sight of all the lords. She looks around the room and see's all the seats around the room filled with their proper owner. Satisfied all are present she addresses the gathering.

Lords of Karik, many of you do not know me. In fact most if not all of you do not know me. I am Aleryn, the new Preceptor of the Ascended. I come before you all this day in order to set things right. I know many of you have ill looks upon the Ascended, and I know some of you have even openly hunted us. You all have your reasons for hating us, but I come seeking for a way to correct the bad blood that the dwarves have against my order. There is always a way for bad blood to subside, and to my wishes we can come to a way to do so.

Most of the people that you may have done harm to the noble dwarves of Karik have either died, or went missing. Ideally I do not see a need for the constant want of bloodshed against my kin. I have come today alone, to show that we have no want to carry on this hate. My order does not hold any grudges against the dwarves for being hunted. But rightfully I come here alone, because I do not wish to subject the remaining of my order to the chance of being bloodied or killed.

If there is nothing that can come to pass for us to settle whatever differences we have. I will respect the decisions. I will return to wander the realm as I have no matter what we decide. I only wish that the hunting of my order would subside. I wish that we could carry on with our lives, in relative peace between us.

[Hiebe 2493]

(karik is our kingdow btw not urguan)

*speaks up*

Aye we 'old grudes cause ove da way ye alll treated our people in da ol world. Just cause new people lead doesnt mean we will forget. Me and me clan were threaten when I left da order. Lots will ave tu be done tu ferget ta ol grudges

[Sairia 11]

((fixed, thank you, I was going by how some people still call you guys Kal'Urguan))

Looks over at Hiebe and smiles

I'm sorry Hiebe, I did not recognize you sitting there. It has been so long, it is good to see you are alive and well. I never expected it to be easy to get the bad blood removed. As I said, I wish to correct the wrongs that have created a rift between the Ascended and the Dwarves. If it were easy I would not trust the grudges removed.

[TEEbrown 348]

Bazian looks up after been scribbling down the latest changes with the government. He loudly clears his throat before speaking.

"In th' years long passed, t'ere 'ad been sum tensions, aye. Yah say yah want ter improve relations wit' our race, 'ow yah t'ink yah will do t'is? Mos' ov our lads are unaware ov th' 'appenins' wit' th' Ascended, but our older dwarves moight still 'old sumt'in' against yah."

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

*Paragon Kjell Ireheart sits upon his golden Throne listening to the conversation held among his Dwarvish kin and the blue haired blade ear, his heavy breath snarls and curses in a quite tone at the simple term of "Ascended", he spitting at the ground he plays with the hilt of his ax, as he begins to eye the daring elf who speaks.*

Ah wus dere on does days.. Dunnae claim dat does w'o 'ave witnessed 'ave doied suh simply ye damned Elf! 'Ell Ah meself remembah w'en Ah fought da treachery ye "Ascended" 'ave caused tuh our kin by creatin' a faction ov evil frum wut wus unce guud!

*Kjell Now glaring at the elf he spits at the ground again in his moment of Ire.*

Da unleh un w'o shuld be able tuh ev'n bear da true toitle ov "Ascended" shuld be da Irongut 'Iebe near meself, ye damned "Descended scum!" An' yer roight dis grudge shallnae beh remuved tuh easily as ye claim true.. Fer da treachery an' f'reats created by yer koind 'ave in da days ov 'old exposed yer corrupted cause tuh unleh brin' da pure tuh da new lands!

*Kjell begins to slowly get up from his throne, his back bears a wolf hide unfurling as he stands and his crown gleaming in the torch light showing his grand stature.*

It be best ye leave Descended pig, fer yer suh called "aid" tuh foight Iblee's 'imself wus a dirty loie! Ah meself an' da odder Dwarves fought da daemon an' 'is minions ov dread wi'f ax an' sword tuh create da pa'f ov peace.. Ah even killed da black scaled dragon sons ov Iblees all six ov em by meself wi'f out yer useless kins aid!

*Kjell looks towards the Dwarves in his council, such as Gulroid Goldhand.. Hiebe Irongut.. And Bazian Grandaxe awaiting for their own response to his claims.*

[Sairia 11]

She looks over at Bazian, her face showing signs of being in thought, as she thinks upon if the two have met before. Standing there staring for a few second she begins to speak.

Indeed, it has been well over fifty years since most people have even thought of my order. Most alive now were not around in the dark times of Aegis. That is why I came before you all, as you were alive in those times and would be well versed in the knowledge of what I speak. Often times many people hold bad blood, not because of direct happenings upon them, but of a family member, friend, or someone they admire. More times then not it is a blind hate.

That is another reason I came amongst you all instead of the general population. You all are proper guides to your people. Each in your own right, your people follow you loyally, most times without question. And this is why I respect the dwarves. Your wisdom of your people, is why I come amongst you to try to put the bad blood away. As we could come to an agreement of what must be done, instead of traveling blind hoping for the right path. Unfortunatly we may hit the right path for some, but not all. And this I have come to terms with before I set forth to travel here.

Aleryn turns her head towards Kjell, his face she clearly remembers. Her ears perk up slightly at his words. Her eyes gaze fully upon him as she speaks in a soft and serene tone.

Kjell, you can call us Descended all you want, it matters not to me. In the end it is only a word, nothing more. What matters is the task at hand, righting the bad blood between our people. It has pointlessly gone on far to long. And in the end it achieves nothing.

This being said, any problems you may have lay against people, who have either left the order, went missing or have died. The aid you so lightly cast aside, was Chrisdena's task she was supposed to imbue some weaponry or some armor with special properties. If this did not happen, once again the fault befalls her, not the order as a whole. Most actions that have caused hate, have come long ago, before I joined the order myself, upon decision of my once superiors. I am not predecessors, and in truth care very little to be compared to them, or judged based of their actions.

Much of my order has or will be changing. We have reflected on areas we fell short of what we aimed to do in the passed, and are attempting to better that. Case in point in the time of Aegis, strategically and tactically our location was not ideal. This was proven at the fall of Al'khazar when we got entirely cut off. From there we went and scouted several locations to set down a base of operations even closer. Because of political tensions could not go anywhere, and to my knowledge envoys went to each nation searching for a place to hold out. This did not happen for a while, and got turned downed by everywhere we asked. Finally Alras, the last place we have checked opened her doors to us. And from there more politics came into play that many disagreed with, that I care not to go into.

Back onto the subject at hand. We need to go about finding a way to quell this redundant feud. As both of our time and resources are better used elsewhere, And I am sure you noble dwarves have other important things on the agenda.

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

*Kjell's face reddens with fury at the brave elf's words,*

Bah! Redundant feud!? Ah willnae 'ave meself listen ta non ov yer bludeh bullocks any longah! A Dwarvern blud grudge can unleh be paid for in weal'f, nae feckin' wurds dat speak false an' insault our kin fer dere true beliefs ov yer koind's false praise an' aid in da toimes ov need!

*Proceeds to sit back down in his throne mumbling insults under his breath.*

[Sairia 11]

Seeing Kjell's reaction her ear's perk up higher at his tone.

What I meant about redundant feud, was not aimed at the blood feud. As those are based off honor. Which I am aware that existed between the Ire'Hearts and the Ascended. What I meant by redundant feud, was no more then the feud that seems to exist between the other clans and my order.

If I offended you, that was not the intent. As that would be contradictory to what I came here to try to settle.

[TEEbrown 348]

So t'en, how der yah intend ter git us ter end t'is "redundant fued?" Ah 'ave 'eard all yah talk ov th' feud 'nd 'ow yah want ter fix it, ah jus' 'ave yet ter 'ear 'ow yah will do it.

Bazian sits back in his chair, awaiting the elf's response.

[Sairia 11]

Aleryn tilts her head slightly as she turns to face Bazian once more.

As I said, I intend to solve it with whatever means. With this I will add that my order for the most part have scattered the world since we arrived to Asulon. Many of us not even taking a house, but taking to wandering, to aid other people that we can, so most of us are rather poor. But that does not mean we are without our ways in itself.

I will admit I do not know what it is you all may seek. So me starting to offer things would risk coming off as insulting, and would only be detrimental to this cause. But I also do not wish to take more of your time then need be, as I am sure you have more pressing matters and concerns. So if I may formally request that one of you start off with what you need.

I figure with the constant fighting amongst yourselves and the orcs this may come down to needing weapons and armor. Though I cannot at a brief moment drop those off, I could find a way to gather the required ammount. But for that I would need to consult my order as well, to use our resourses to find a way to settle this.

Her face noticeably changes to a more worried expression as she continues to speak.

On another note as another reason I would like to get this done quickly. As there are troubling rumors around that have reached my ears that require my immediate attention. Some I am sure you may have heard. Such as the sightings of a few people with familiar robes. Such robes that garnish the Eye of Iblees on their backs, and of an altar they were near. Also I have heard of several accounts of cultists near the same area of the shrine, as it were. Not to mention the sudden increase in dragon attacks being reported. A dark ominous thing is afoot, so if we may press this on.

[Phelrin 60]

*Phelrin leans forward out of the corner, and begins to speak*

Though I figure that yer order would not think so highly about supplying arms to one side of this conflict. Their won't let the Orcs fall to ruin, either given arms to both sides, or not giving arms at all. The Ascended will not support us in this war, at least not reservedly.

As for the dark omen, I too have felt its coming. It will shake Asulon, leaving none unaffected. Yet ye want haste because of this matter, the Dwarves do not share this sympathy. Iblees fell last by Dwarven hands, and shall again when the time arises. This omen shall neither hasten our response nor influence our decision

[Sairia 11]

At the sound of a new voice she turns and looks at Phelrin.

Supplying materials to one side or another is one thing. Supplying tools necessary to survive in a harsh environment is another. Either it be tools for farming, mining, or whatever. What you do with tools of survival is your business. You give someone the materials to create tools. It falls not onto you as to what the make them for, or their purpose. Long have the Orcs come and spilled the blood of many an innocent. Many of my order, of your clans, are no different to this fact. Most notably for my order, the Kaxil clan. Which you hear no mention of lately.

Sometimes to aid the creation of order, one must provide the means to someone to make said order. Whether it be a diplomat, or a sword. The tool that is chosen is up to the wielders. The means that order is met, lands on the actions of said individuals. Once a decision is reached, and I convene with my order, we may be able to branch out to individual ore suppliers. As dwarves are better craftsman anyway.

[Hiebe 2493]

Is selina part of your order still ?

[Sairia 11]

Aleryn looks back to Hiebe.

In truth I cannot answer that as I have not seen her since the Salvus wars, and the plague that stirred around. I have received a few birds from her, but whenever I arrived she is not there. I do believe she still is, but without actually contacting her I cannot say for certain. At one point there were rumors of her stepping away, but until I find her again and actually speak to her I am uncertain.

[Hiebe 2493]

Cause she is da une whu threaten me clan. Remember,not all ove yer group is as holy as you tink