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Couriers and messengers had been sent throughout Pyyria while criers announced it in the Capitals. The methods varied but all carried the same core purpose within the message. It was an invitation, a summons to the island region of Shadows Refuge, the native residence of the Grand Vizier of the NightWing Empire. The directive of the call was to meet in a Congress, a gathering of equals of the Empire and beyond as kin to discuss and debate the future prospects and current impact of the NightWing Empire itself through open free dialogue unscrutinised by status or privilege. Dignitaries and representatives were encouraged that they would be received with open wings while nationals of the Empire had a gravity to attend and answer the call for the greater good.
The courtyard of the Citadel had been refurbished and vitalised for the ceremonial occasion. Even in the lands of the NightWings the centre was unnaturally green as if found in the meadows of the EarthWings, while the battlements were littered with sapphire, violet and ebony banners which seemed to be caught in a mild breeze radiating from the ocean, all bore the heraldry of Tenebris what appeared to depict two Dragons rampant to one another supporting a crown, one wields a sword as a symbol of might and the other a royal scepter as a symbol of leadership. The sun was at its highest, and its ancestral gaze consumed all corners of the courtyard, leaving no lurking darkness. For many the day would be like any other, the creatures of the land would hunt and prey upon one another while many Dragons would continue their day to day activities paying no heed to the understanding that the events what would transpire here today would become a legacy of the ages.
The radiance of the sun made Tenebris himself slightly uncomfortable, but as he stood upon the raised staircase leading to the Keep itself his form seemed unnatural and foreboding due to the contrast of his dark scales but at close inspection one would see the hues of violet and obsidian catch the light in such a manner he seemed a seraph. His regal gracious stature made him somewhat imposing while his eerie metallic eyes scanned those few already present and awaited more. His presence was other worldly and ethereal as his stoic apathetic expression was emotionless, awaiting for the right moment to address the others.
A look at one of Tenebris's Publications as a Scholar
"Destiny isn't a matter of chance, its a matter of choice. Only we can claim our Destiny when the path opens" ~ Tenebris lamenting.
"Oftentimes in reality, the realists are in the position of the antihero. Neither those on the side of good, nor the side of bad really trust them, as their truth is universal." ~ Tenebris, Archon of the Ebonwing Potentate.
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Through the vast, gathering crowds, Valdys knew she may not get a good look at Tenebris from a close distance, but she would definitely hear him. In fact, she was eager to have a snoop around the area. What if he planned to put an end to Oculus' reign? From what she knew of him, he was a great dragon. It would be a disaster, and who knows? Perhaps her job would be stripped from her, or she'd have to serve under a government: miscommunications and mixed ideas often got in the way a career serving rulers. Miscommunication was not an option in her career.
Sometimes all you need is a dragon..
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Among the dragons present he spotted one of the Trackers that participated in the hunting games with him and of course Tenebris. The Grand Vizir was calm like usual, his figure imposing among the other dragons. Today was an important day for him, and for the totality of the Nightwings. The young Magistrate couldn't help but let out a sigh at this thought. Troubled times were coming, times that weren't unlike those when he arrived among the Nightwings. Plotting, division and uncertainty. Well this time at least he would have a role in the events.
Loque continued to walk among the dragons, trying to see if there were some others that he knew.
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Though if anyone were to search the crowd, Sly would not be among them. But he would be participating the Congress. After all, he owed so much to the Grand Vizier for providing him a vast library to sharpen his skills upon alchemy and medicines. To him, Tenebris gave him a new home away from the battle-hungry mob that rested within the Empire. If any dragon were to look up upon the second floor balcony, lined by tall archways, they could see the green eyes of the Combat Healer, sitting inside the shadows and watching.
Sly had been extremely busy lately. On one end he had a meeting with the Earthwings and had hoped to gain their apprenticeship under secrecy. The other, another apprenticeship with the Necromancer. Today would perhaps be one of those rare days he was let off, and there he could participate in the Congress. Actually Sly never knew there was a Congress until the last ten minutes when he asked about the ruckus outside his lab. He had a brief summary of what Tenebris would address to the Nightwings who were interested in ‘passing this legacy’. This was outside his own character—to dabble in something as high as politics or thrones, or even the future of the NW Empire. What got him interested was that he knew Tenebris’s antagonism towards their current leader, Oculus, and he wanted to see for himself what the Grand Vizier had to say about the current events that had transpired.
First the abolishment of the alliance with the Firewings, then the invasion of rogue territories between the Nightwings and the Icewings, and now a letter with a possible declaration of war or annexation. Truly, these were dark times.
Sly stepped forward to the rails, allowing the sun to warm his black scales. He didn’t want to blend in with the crowd, so he settled with this much…higher ground. Though he wasn’t far from Tenebris’s sights, if he chose to look up and turn right.
And so he waited for what he had to say…
Sly's theme. Enjoy!
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Walking into the Congress, Alistair really stood out for a NightWing. Black and red she was in scales, she had an odd color scheme in her pelt and a Night Fury appearance, which wasn't common. In fact, the only other NightWing she knew that was a Night Fury was Celestia, Tenebris' adopted daughter. Mingling with NightWings made Alistair feel at home, although she was never true-bred. She more looked forward to business, and maybe even speaking with Tenebris towards the end.
[17:24:12] @ Celestia : taking my motercycle
[17:24:27] Alistair : oo motorcycle
[17:24:31] Alistair : vroom vroom
[17:24:45] @ Celestia : no cars go vroom vroom
[17:24:51] @ Celestia : motercycles go
[17:24:53] @ Celestia : zeeewwwww
[17:25:06] Alistair : and buses go honk honk <3
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More was done however the escorts were the most relevant to the situation that had arose. Tenebris it seemed was holding a meeting, a congress and Kenina planned to attend. Interesting things were happening the NightWings and it could potentially present an opportunity to get things moving again. Kenina set off with her 4 escorts.
Kenina's arrival could not go unnoticed as she and her escorts arrived at the congregation. Kenina was the main attraction of the 5. Her neck and spine alive with far was a head turning uniqueness about Kenina in of itself but combine that with the elegant coloring of her scales and her beauty was worthy of only royalty. Even the most oblivious wouldn't be able to miss her entrance. The courtyard she and her escorts landed in was certainly worthy of her presence. It was a good sign to Kenina that Tenebris's second impression continued to please. Kenina simply waited where she landed for a formal greeting. In the mean time she scanned the crowd present and analysed every aspect off the situation.
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