((Rhaeryn's not there anymore, she's alone in her room))

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Mordev shrugged. "Whatever you do to get ready. I believe Sielio is in his map room with his generals."

He turned to the new arrival with a slightly impatient glare. "Greetings," he said by way of diplomacy.

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Everya smiled at them even though Mordev shot her an impatient glare.
"I think I will be of service to you in one way or another." Everya said simply before she inclined her head in a bow and walked towards Sielio's map room.

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((Ai!! Ok...))

Suakii's brow furrowed. "Tomarrow?" she thought, sitting down in the chair that was in her sister's room. This was so unexpected... She sighed. Surprise wouldn't help them here.

"Alright. We will be ready."

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Genrik stood in one of his troops tents, unnoticed, as he was invisible at the time. Looking around, he noticed to of them debating... He made it so a light breeze carried the sound over to him.... Oh wonderful... Battle was at dawn and all these rats could think about was how to woo a lady. Oi! They needed to mature... Rolling his invisible eyes, Genrik walked out silently and left. ((TBC, have to go and help with dinner. ))

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Everya walked into the map room and saw Sielio with his captains.
"I hope you have not forgotten your beloved Aunt." Everya said surveying Sielio with a grin.

It is true, her brother was king Trienus and she had passed the opportunity of ruling to her nephew. She had never wished to rule over the land, yet was noble by birth. She fled the palace when her brother died and went into hiding. Only when she had heard news of the Kiani in the pub did she realize that her nephew might need help.

So there she was, standing in the map room that she had known once, looking at the King who was also her nephew.

(i already talked to Star Gazer about this and it was cleared )

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(oh * i forgot about this rp. i feel dumb now. we'll just say my charrie's been there for a little bit, not saying anything...)

Latanya closed her eyes and thought about all the things she had learned. She wondered if they would work. She sighed and the wind blew fiercely (rar) around the building.

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(jw, who plays Sielio, Kelenoth right?)

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Yeah, Kelenloth plays Sielio.

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Aivon walked into his small room, contentedly knowing Rhaeryn's location, unless she had exited the chamber just as his back was turned. Closing the door, he took only the time to remove his boots before flopping facedown onto his bed. Sleep washed over him almost as soon as his head hit the pillow--it was a learned talent, one that soldiers found very useful. Within a few hours, he would probably be up, sparring with some of the guards perhaps, or eating. Regardless, there was no way he would be able to sleep the entire night knowing that Genrik would be attacking by dawn.

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(Due to Kel's continued absence, I'll punt and get in on the action somehow ...)

Arielle navigated the once-familiar corridors of the palace, looking for the private quarters of the twin Kiani. Her instructions had been simple: to guard the two Kiani through the coming battle, as they would most likely be too occupied to take care of their personal safety. The execution might not be so simple.

She'd never met a Kiani before - hardly anyone had. True, Mordev had silver eyes, but he didn't count. She'd never seen him demonstrate any of the legendary elemental powers ascribed to the Kiani.

She rounded a corner, hearing voices ... yes, there they were. Two women, remarkably like each other except for their hair.

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(I think we're actually supposed to be out in the hall, Valera.... If you'd like I'll just pretend like you approached them in the hall...)

Sila, who had been in a trance thinking about the upcoming battle, snapped to attention when she heard approaching footsteps. Then she saw a woman who was about her age coming down the hall towards them. Sila didn't think that anyone who was a threat could have gotten so close to their room without a guard stopping them, but she regarded the newcomer warily anyways. This was not a time to take foolish chances.

"Greetings," she said. Her voice was polite but firm. "My name is Sila. May I ask what you are doing here?" Her hand wavered close to one of her daggers as she waited for the woman's reply.

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Suakii walked up behind her sister when she answered the door, waiting for the women's reply.

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Genrik walked through the camp, causing several troops to freeze in their tracks. Rolling his eyes and disapearing, dispising this feared attention. Walking into the tent with his right-hand commander, he appeared infront of the stratagy map that sat on a large stone table, the pieces scattered around in carefully placed posts. The commander, no doubt surprised his liege's sudden appearence, looked around, trying not to meet eye contact with the Kiani who had looked up at him, not moving his head from the map's direction.

"Sir! I mean, uh... Sir, its... This is a surprise, Sir..." Genrik smirked slightly,

"Rhik! Rhik, calm down. All I want is to escape the troops fear of me, please do not add to my misery. Now. Come over here and explain all of these seemingly needless changes to our plans..." Nodding, Rhik smirked gladly. He was the only one that Genrik semmed to like.

"Of course, milord."

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(All right, I changed my post. I thought it was in a room from SG's post.)

"Greetings," Arielle returned casually, leaning against the wall. Her eyes flicked momentarily to size up the woman ... Sila ... analyzing her posture. "No need for that, Honored One. If I'd wanted you dead, I'd have done it from a distance." She tapped the quiver on her back. "Truth be told, I'm here to see that you don't end up six feet under. You can call me Arielle." She held up a finger. "Former mercenary." Seeing the other woman give her notice, she added, "And greetings to you. We have not much time."

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Suakii laughed dryly.

"As if we ever had much time... Now. What is it that you wish us to do?"

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(waiting on Kel...)

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Sila relaxed and gave Arielle a smile. "Sorry," she said, "But times like these call for caution." She thought back to why Arielle had said she was there. "So you are to be our... bodyguard?" She admitted to herself that she would be glad of someone watching her back. It would be especially helpful if she used to much of her power and the sickness came over her or someone with magical abilities tried to enter her mind.

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Arielle smiled. "Times like these do indeed call for caution. I suppose you could describe me as your bodyguard, although I have no idea of the duration of the position - so don't get used to it." She shifted back to a standing position, wishing she could meet their silver eyes, but not quite daring too. "As for what I would have you do ... get some rest, Honored Ones. The morrow will be quite demanding."

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