(lolz, it's just her belief in HEwia, she was raised to believe in only Hewia)

Ruby looked back to the well.... handsome fellow, she nods "yes, but as he's given me permission to adress him by his given name, which is also given by bel, I see it as the same honour, titles hold no meaning to me. Names have power" She smiles "and... you are?"

Galrion of the Sapling / King / 80 / Male

The king looked at the rider dressed in dark with a consern look in his old tired eye, ignoring the newly arrived young man. "Is it so that you can not speak?" he said looking at her. In the courner of his eyes he saw the young man named Joel staring nervously at Carrion. "Christopher Carrion, lay down"he said and the Nyvene layed down with his back to the king and other humans.


Stace of the Wildboar / Noble,priest,champion/ 21/ male

As the womn answers him he listens carefully. "The male ego can be a fragile thing, braking someones pride more dangerous then clashing without protection with a wild sylesti." he said after thinking a while about his answer. He after that smiled gently at her, his darkbrown, almost black eyes sparkling a bit. "Im nothing but a servant of Titanium, but if such a fair lady asks, then who am I to deny a answer?" he said calmly. "I am Stace, youngest son of the Wildboar clan and priest of the god of death and resurection" he introduced himself bowing politely.

The dark rider just looked at the king her eyes cold and blank her Puffador explain she can speak but won't she just sits in silence not even bothering to look around the room or at any of the people but she listens intently non the less

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Light looks at the rider who's eyes match his almost perfectly which he thinks is odd for the lavander emerald green color is a trait found only in there family clan but he chooses to ignore this still waiting patiently for the king

Joel relaxes some as the Ny'vene listens to his master, yet stays on edge. Now was the time to take over the fear which had controlled him since he was a young boy, when the time was right of course. Joel's thoughts of himself vanish when the rude girl atop her horse refuses to speak, and has the puffadore do it for her. The young man rolls his eye, how could anyone be that rude? Little Red senses this, again putting her paw on the leg of Joel's pants to assure him that with time even the rudest of people will see an end to their ways.

Terra puts Aspen back on the ground, the pony being more focused on Claradon than any of the other sylesties. She sits in silence waiting for the king to address them again.

She waves him off " please do remember Stace, titles tell me nothing and titles have no power under the rules of Hewia, given names hold the power." She leans some on her foot, looking to the king and the rest of the people here.

"all that matters is action, name, reason, and Hewia and Bel. Nothing else." she pops her neck.

Galrion of the Sapling / King / 80 / Male

"I guess that I can finally inform all of you why you are here since all of you have finally gathered." he went silent looking at them all. It was quiet a gathering. All from a common thief to nobles. *Dear bell what have you been thinking?* he thought to him self. "However before I tell you the entire thing I need to ask you all, What do you know about Eternal Darkness?" he asked looking at the youngsters that had gathered in the room.


Stace of the Wildboar / Noble,priest,champion/ 21/ male

He was about to answer the young woman but the king spoke so he turned his atention to the old man and listened carefully. "That would be none for me your highness" he replied the man.

Upon mention of the darkness the dark riders Qitari reared up whinning his huge wings flapped and he stomped his hooves the dark riders Sylestia figited uncomfortably obviously they knew something if not quite a bit about it but the dark rider did not speak

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Divine Judgment gave a slight whiny at the mention of the darkness clearly talking to Light who turned to the king and spoke "the darkness is what harmed bell tree is it not.... my grandmother told me a story about the darkness once an old legend that used to be carved into a stone at the base of bell tree though if it is still there I do not know I do recall from the story that the darkness was said to be some form a beast with great powers so I'm guessing it's some kind of Sylestia" he said hoping he wouldn't look like a complete fool in front of the king

Joel had headed some rumors of the dark magic or what ever it was called. Little Red's ears fold back at the mention of it, the little rabbit seemed to know more than the boy. "I have heard very little to nothing true about the darkness your majesty." Joel states not really knowing the danger they all could be in.

Terra seemed a bit confused. Everyone else seemed to know a bit of information yet she knew none at all. "What is this darkness you all speak of?" She asks feeling a bit stupid.

Ruby looked in thought "Hewia tells of a darkness in her scripts, it is a great evil that corrupts and turns goodness into evil, destroying all in it's wake" looks in thought "though... I do not think you speak of that darkness"

Galrion of the Sapling / King / 80 / Male

"In due time you will all learn that when in doubt, do not speak. It will save your face." he said calmly with a bit amusement in his old tired voice. He took a deep breath looking out through the winow towards the massive oak, streatching up to the sky, far beyound the clouds. The black and burnt area made him bitter and angry, how anyone dared to do such a thing against Bel and the kingdoms people he will never understand. "Eternal Darkness ..." be begun, licking his lips to keep them moist as he thought on how he would tell them about it. "... is a sylesti. He is a male Lighra, black and golden in colour and dressed in armour. He was gifted to the first king by Bel, this male, was the one making the hills in slithering hills. I have even read stories of him moving a mountain on a whim" he said in a serious tone.



Stace of the Wildboar / Noble,priest,champion/ 21/ male

He looked at the king in silence, as he spoke the small amount of colour in his own face went away. Shivers went up his spine and he shrugged. A single sylesti able to create the slithering hills and move mountains?! Is ... is this the danger they are to face of against? Fear racing through his body made him stiff and cold as well as paler than ever before in his 21 year old life.