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The next day was the festival of Rebirth, How strange to conduct business on a festival day. The group was taken to see the king after breakfast. They were led to a long hallway with huge wooden doors flanked by two elven guards. They stopped outside and waited, with Aranor, while they were being announced. The doors swung wide revealing a grandiose throne room. The room was filled with countless Elven nobles and at the back of the throne room sat the king. The party approached and stopped in a wide-open space in front of the throne. All, except Blake, knelt before the dais. The king came down off the throne and looked us over in turn. Then he spoke. He spoke of the fact that we were the first humans to be allowed in this throne room in a thousand years. He spoke of the tablet, and the pain it had caused him personally. Apparently, his wife, the queen of the elves, was Aesia! Blake also spoke denying that elves existed even in the face of the king. Blake went off on such an insulting tirade that Dean thought Blake would be killed, or get all of them killed, but the king took the tirade stony faced. Blake then left. “Good riddance.” Dean thought. Then Alawan spoke saying that he would lie down his life for anyone he swore his protection to. The king asked him if he would lie down his life for him and Alawan answered he would. This from a child! The king asked Alawan to approach and he did. At that Alawan was made a knight of the Elven court. A gasp echoed through out the lords and ladies in attendance. The king then charged the group with a quest. They must find and return Elana, for she held the soul of Aesia.
The group returned to their quarters and were allowed free reign to explore as they saw fit. Dean and Blake were also allowed access to the library to copy spells, but only what they could do in a week. Here in the Elven lands Evocation was not criminal, and Necromancy was not banned. Dean was also given armbands that he was told would protect him some. The night after their meeting with the king a strange thing happened. Over dinner Blake denied that Aranor had any power and Aranor showed him a couple parlor tricks, at which Blake scoffed. Then Aranor took Blake’s hand and Blake went into a coma. When he awoke he seemed to be different somehow. The next day Dean and Blake whet to the library and set to studying, Dean sat far apart from Blake because of the bad blood that ran between them. Much of the history was blocked from Dean as he didn’t understand the language, but the language of magic is universal. The week went by uneventfully, but the knowledge Dean gained was priceless. Dean also had much to think about during that week. Dean found it ironic that while the people of Selador denied the existence of elves, they worshiped one. The consequences of that implication were far reaching. Why would the elves hide their existence from the humans?
The week passed and Dean came out of his studies while Blake remained in the library. The group, minus Blake, which Dean was glad for, gathered in the Common room of their quarters. Apparently, the rest of the group had also been busy. Danyelle now had a new sword, which he claimed was given to him by a ghost of his ancestor. Jerick also had crafted himself a sword and had apparently gained the friendship of a golden eagle. Alawan had been given a ring that marked him as a Knight of the Elven court. The group then prepared to leave the capital of the elves. |
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| From the journal of Dean Selvarlas |
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Contributor: Andy Minegar |
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