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Alias stood there, confused at her surroundings, she did not know what to do or say next.

"Amumir, listen. I have made a decision, no God or anyone else for that matter can presuade me otherwise. I'll send someone else or you can summon another guardian. Either way, I do not care. I do not wish to feel anymore pain," she said.

Alias began to walk away from Amumir and the rest of the crowd. She did not want to feel pain anymore, she did not want to be hurt again.

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[OOC: I'm not leaving the RP, although it sounds like it. Alias will not leave Nondra, you can trust me on that.]

((I trust you And also to Lord Dragonbane, I will make sure your character hangs a long with the crowd, don't worry.))

Amumir sighed deeply and took a last look at Alias.

"No one else will be summoned, Elval will be left in the hand of the summoned advisor, though I'm afraid it will not last without the soul of an Empress for that long." he said not telling more details.

He then turned to Ellamiel and smiled.

"Do not worry my dear, even the ones lost in their own emotional storms will find their way, you should keep your faith in this world, as should I and Sólith." he said to her with a calming voice.

"Now then, I had not planned to stand here and watch the scenery, please, introduce me to the summoned ones inside!" Amumir added with great enthusiasm and took a hold of Ellamiels hand.

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As Amumir spoke to Ellamiel she gazed at Alias who was now almost out of sight as she walked a long the forest path. Ellamiel gave her beloved father a smile and felt the warmth of his hand.

"I do not doubt you, it is all a bit too much sometimes." she said and leaned against Amumir.

"Follow me, you can be present at the meeting if you want to."

The two walked in with the rest of the people on the courtyard following them. Ellamiel kept a steady eye on Kithe so that she would not be left behind.

As they entered the dining hall a mumble broke out as all the summoned gasped as they saw Amumir enter the hall with Ellamiel. Surely they could not know who he was at first, but a bright creature like this had the ability to amaze anyone.

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet my father, Amumir." Ellamiel said with a soft voice.

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Lydia's eyes widened as she saw who entered the dining hall. She got even more surprised as she heard Ellamiel introduce the creature standing next to her. Without hesitation she rose up from her chair and bowed down deeply showing her respect to the unexpected guest.

Aquila stared wistfully at Alias' retreating form. Then followed Ellamiel and Amumir to the dining hall. Leaning against a wall near the doorway, she smiled and waited for the shock of Amumir's unexpected appearance to pass. Then she cleared her throat and spoke softly, "So, Ellamiel, shall we be having the meeting soon? I eagerly await the knowledge of what role I play in all of this, not being a Empress or Advisor obviously....."

Rystol finished her plum and cleaned her fingers on a lovely cloth napkin beside her placemat. As she looked up, Ellamiel re-entered alongside a brilliant, shining being. The woman noticed the winged girl near the doorway. So they have come back, she thought. Where is the other girl? I hope everything is alright.

Rystol listened to Ellamiel introduce her father and nodded a quiet welcome. She leaned back and patiently waited for what would happen next.

At Ellamiel's announcement, Phalan was dumbstruck. He stepped forwards as respectfully as he could , "Amumir, great god who created this world, and whose light gives life to all the earth, it is an honor to be in your preasence."

LilEdit: 3 sentences of role play please.

Arianna looked up when she heard the announcement. She felt as if she should be kneeling down before Amumir, and felt unworthy to be seen by such a perfect omnipotent being, she had never been in the presence of a God before. The powerful presence seemed emotionally draining, yet left her with a spiritual tingling up her spine.

Amumir smiled delightfully at the crowd as he felt Ellamiels warm body lean against him seeking for comfort.

"I am pleased to meet you all, and though I appreciate your kind gestures there is no need for such things now. Stand up, I am just one amongst you for now." he said to all of those who showed their respect to him.

"For obvious reasons Sólith wasn't able to join me, and I will probably not stay for long either. Imagine what the people in the four countries must think when they can only see one sun shining upon them and nourishing their land." Amumir continued.

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Ellamiel smiled yet again and held on to Amumir tightly.

She turned her head as Aquila spoke to her and snapped out of her calm and safe dream world.

"Oh... yes, if everyone one is ready I will hold the meeting now." she said shortly.

"Please, follow me to the grand hall." Ellamiel added and started walking towards a very large door outside the dining hall with Amumir on her side.

With a light gesture she opened the door without even touching it and stepped into the greatness.

((Feel free to create the environment inside the hall, I figured some of you might find it interesting to add descriptions of this in your posts ))

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Lydia rose up still feeling the powerful presence of the God. She listened to both him and Ellamiel speak and started following the immediately as the two walked out of the dining hall and into the room right next to it. As she entered it she had to catch her breath, this was certainly a hall like no other she had seen in her life!

Alias stood outside, everyone had gone inside the building. Leaving her alone. Alias shook her head, she began to walk towards the bridge in which she had come.

"Alias...Why have you forsaken me?"

Alias looked up. Was someone speaking to her? What was going on? All these questions were running through her mind.

"Hello? Who's there? Are you that demon?" Alias asked, remembering the horrific experience from before.

"No...I am...Your father," the deep voice replied.

"My father? No, this is a trick. My father is dead!" Alias exclaimed, hatred feuling inside her.

"And who said I was alive? I am your father. Why have you gone back on your duty? You are to protect the people of Elval, and yet, you're hiding with them,"

Alias slowly looked into the air, she felt a calm wind pass her, she could not see her father but she felt him. She felt him around her. She felt his present.

"I do not know. I was not prepared to learn everything about you, I was not prepared for any emotional damage," Alias responded.

"That is what being an Empress is about. You are ready to face challenges, to face anything that comes in your way. Alias, you are very strong, you can do this. You have known all along you would face controversial issues. And if you can't overcome them, than you're not the daugther I thought you were,"

Alias closed her eyes. She had realised she was running away from something which she would never escape from. She was acting childish, she must overcome issues such as her father to become a wonderful Empress.

"I'm sorry father. I won't fail you," Alias said, calmly turning around walking back to the castle, 'However, things shall go my way,' she thought in her head, grinning as she entered the castle doors.

Kithe could not see the God Amumir, but floods of memories flashed by. Some were happy; some sad; some serious. But most were with Screal.

When Amumir spoke, the memories stopped. Kithe leaned against her staff, dizzy. She heard all that was said, and grew more and more confused. She smiled when Ellamiel said the meeting would begin. Finally, she would know if she would be able to bring Screal here or not! She said. Following the other's footsteps, she followed them. Soon, the sounds became dim, and she understood why as she stepped onto a grand carpet.

Rystol stood and followed the others into the great hall, eager to start the meeting. The hall was absolutely beautiful. The wood-paneled walls rose high to a skydome at the top. Clouds gently passed over it as birds perched and preened around it. Two large windows with deep marroon curtains marked the side walls. Dark marroon carpet covered the floor. There was an elegant wooden table in the middle. It was just the perfect size to them, but it held an odd aura. Rystol guessed that it was enchanted to fit as many people as were needed. Graceful candelabras were carefully placed around the room. A smaller golden candelabra sat in the middle of the table.

"This room is beautiful," Rystol said. She was breathtaken at the luxury around her and followed everyone else while trying to take the whole scenery in. There was a beautiful tapestry on the wall across from the entrance. Rystol couldn't seem to tear her eyes from it. The colors were rich and the detail was perfect. The whole scene seemed to be almost alive.

"Ellamiel, what is that tapestry of? It's so enchanting, but I can't quite figure out the picture. It seems almost alive." Rystol walked over and gently placed a hand against it. She could feel a soft pulse of magic within.

((Edit: Lol, Twizzler. I'm *so* glad you said carpet. I was writing my post while you were, but you submitted yours first. ))

Ellamiel walked to the front of the hall and took a look to see who had entered the room.

"The tapestry? Oh yes, quite a piece of art isn't it!" she said to Rystol.

"It is sort of a mirror to you countries. Each wall is facing either Elval, Elil, Iséril or Narion so each wall represents a different country. They change their look as the countries evolve. This means everything from just seasonal changes, but even things like the revolution a long time ago. At that time I could not bare to be inside this room, it was almost like the walls had been covered with the blood and I suppose they were too." Ellamiel explained.

Amumir had taken a seat close to where Ellamiel was standing. He watched around curiously, as if he was seeing his creation from a whole new point of view.

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Lydia walked closer to Rystol and put her hand against a wall.

"Iséril..." she mumbled as her hand stroke the wall.

She saw images in her head out of nowhere, people working in the fields, a happy mother holding a small baby in her lap and suddenly she heard joyful voices.

"All hail the new Empress!"

She stepped back quickly as her heart was beating fast. She could not help being afraid of what was ahead of her, still she was prepared to do everything to make her homeland as glorious as it had been once in the tales her mother had told her when Lydia was a child.

Alias silently entered the Grand Hall, she quickly walked up to the group and listend to Ellamiel.

'Well, well, isn't this just peachy?' Alias thought in her head.

She was tired of Ellamiel, she was tired of Amumir, she was simply tired of it all. Her heart was filling with rage and hatred, for everyone, for everything except her own loving mother.

'I'll show them what real evil is,' she thought with a demonic grin forming on her mouth.

Amumir gazed around the room and saw Alias. Without hesitating a second he spoke to only Alias letting no one else hear what he said.

"I warn you Alias, the people of Elval need a compassionate and understanding Empress filled with love for everything around her. Nothing will save you from falling into deep darkness and getting the wrath of the heavens upon you if you let the demons control your heart and lead you on a path of hate."

He paused for a second, and choosing his words wisely he continued.

"The demonic powers are getting stronger indeed, and they will do everything the can to destroy you all before you become worthy leaders and advisors of the countries. If that happens their fate will come to its end and the last evil powers will perish. Don't let them fool you, not even with voices you want to hear. But if you choose to do so, you also choose you very end. Indeed, then you will not even be able to turn to your mother."