The Corrupted Sentinel

The Call for Help

                                                                                     ~~~Anjui's POV~~~

The young Anjui had thought that with the dwarven king leaving the hall meant he had a few moments of peace to his own thoughts, but that was not to be so when a loud bang happened on the side door of the hall. Guards had their blades drawn and ready for a fight expecting assassins or possible soldiers filing through it to kill Anjui like he would have done outside of war season. It was to be expected that humans raided the elven lands of the Cresent isle, especially the northern lands if they were unexpecting them.

However a single young elf male came through the doorway. He looked odd however in comparison to the finery that surrounded him. He was dressed in fine Royal clothing, but not that of the High elves or their blood elf cousins that occupied the isle's major graphic, but an old wood elf colony thought long lost Ages ago during the First war between the elves, dwarves, dragons, and fae people. Standing in front of him was an elf of fair skin, that had a slight tan to it more so then a high elf, but less so then a sun elf. Hair bright golden blonde, but his hair was meant to hide him in the golden leaves of the Soraer Thysaer.

The Twisted forest was named not because it did not have trees, but in fact it was the only known place outside of the Crescent isle to produce Amber in Abundance. That and its Trees were unlike any other. The tree bark was not a shade of brown or black but a natural bright snow white. The leaves where a bright rose red through out the entire forest itself. On top of that the trees themselves also bloomed full of flowers all year round they would change color based upon the seasons and even some could even bare fruit at the same time during all the seasons as well. Some of the Forest stayed nighttime while other parts stayed daylight all the time. It was like magic permeated from the very trees themselves to keep itself growing.

The elves there had long thought been lost, but it seemed they had stayed like a few other colonies outside of the Crescent isle from the High elves. The Twisted Forest being one but of the few to adapt to their surroundings outside of the Dark elves and the others. Watching as this elf came forward Anjui's golden eyes flickered to the nobles who all eyed this new intruder as well. Returning his gaze to the wood elf it must have been another interference from his twin brother, but how would he know of the elves and yet Anjui did not?

No that couldn't be it, so why was this elfling here at this time? War seasons was coming in less then a cycle and there were other plans that had to be done yet before his plans could be put fully into action. Why of all things was Ado intervening in other race political affairs also? First dwarves who else would he call upon to delay the crown being placed upon Anjui's head? It did not matter his brother's intention was good and it gave the young elf a bold claim to the crown. First would be to see to the matter that would present itself with this new arrival.

"Leave us." Anjui had made his command and carried his voice so no one would dare question him. As the room cleared out Anjui never let his gaze falter away from the young elf. As the last of the nobility and guards left the door's once again gave a loud bang to signal they had been shut. Staying silent at first the young elfling waited for his guest to speak, but it seemed the stretch of time would last forever so Anjui spoke. 

"I assume you have come here for a reason, I would not have myself sit in this chair waiting to find out why speak or be removed."

a few more moments passed before the wood elf in front of him spoke in a slightly strange accented tongue. 

"I am Prince Vyr and you will show me respect." Anjui looked upon this new information with irritation and curiosity. 

"I am of Royal Blood and I will be shown the manners the elven people show to outsiders." Anjui stood from his chair slowly and took the few steps down from the throne to stand in front of the male. 

"You would do well to remember who's hearth and house you are in. We are not in the Twisted Forest, we are leagues away and you are here for a reasons do not make the mistake my enemies here have and under estimate my resolve. I will kill you where you stand."

The wood elf just hardened his jaw and set himself in a slight defensive manner his hand on his hip ready to draw a weapon that was not there. Anjui stood a few feet away from the elf his gaze right on the other elf. Neither of the pair looked away, but the wood elf spoke. 

"I am here on behalf of my father King Shol. You would do well not to kill the messenger unless you want war with the wood elves as well." Anjui's only reaction to the words were to step a few feet closer and taken in the elfling at his full height. 

"As I said chose your next words carefully. Even Messengers are killed in war. And to know the messenger is the Prince makes the price of your ransom much higher. As for the guards that accompanied you I am sure just one needs to return to your father to give him the message."

Vyr stepped back a few steps away from the high elf and puffed himself up a little bit. 

"My father's requested the aid of the Elves of the Crescent isle in the defense of the Paestyr, The Dreamwoods are being burnt by orcs. Our forces and those of the Night elves are working together to defend the forest but as the orcs gather their forces ours become far out numbered." Anjui stepped back and returned to the throne. 

"And how many other elven houses here on the Isle have you put this same request to?" Vyr grew a sly smile upon his face. 

"That is private information I can not give away. I will not be used as a tool in the war here on the isle." the young elf king nodded his approval a smile on his own face began to appear. 

"A very good response. If you know of the war here on the isle then you know War season will soon be upon us again and so our forces will be better served here on the isle then in some foreign land especially knowing that even a little soldier can be the change of a battle."

Vyr's smile disappeared only to be replaced with resolve on his face. 

"If our forces can hold out until the war season is over will you aid us Lord Anjui?" Anjui's smile only grew in size slightly. 

"Only if your Father King Shol agrees that after my force's help him he will send aid to me as well. I shall not see my fellow elves slaughtered for nothing. So I will not send soldiers to your aid, but I shall send you something much better." Clapping his hands a servant appeared out of the wall to step up to the young elf king who whispered into the ear. The servant disappeared only to reappear with another elf.

"Why do you waste my time Lord Anjui? If you will not send soldiers to our aid what use do we have for our deal?" Anjui just placed his hand upon his lips as he spoke to the elf who was now standing there. Speaking in very old elvish the young king said 

"Great Mother Goddess I seek your aid. I have agreed to aid my fellow elves in a war across many leagues of water and land, but I fear with the promise of soldiers I shall fall. So I shall instead bless them with the gifts you have given to me with your blessing." at first the elf just stood there, her skin seemed to be white like that of the marble around her. The dress she wore yet even whiter then her skin and her hair as black as the night sky. Her eyes as blue as the frozen sea. The elf answered in the same language. "My blessing is given." The elf disappeared once again, but this time into what seemed to be thin air.

Anjui returned his attention to Vyr. 

"I give to you Three things. The first is the Tears of the Kydaer. The Tears of the Goddess. Place it within a moonwell and its healing powers will heal even the greatest of wounds, the only thing that it will not heal is death itself. The second is that of the Breath of Flames. A fire that will allow you to forge weapons of stronger metal, and those weapons will melt through most items including wood, stone, even metal itself. The only thing it won't go through it other items forged with the fire. The third and last thing you will be given is the last remaining piece of the cysaer kyr, The Horned God is one of our most sacred gods as he is to your people. We return to you the piece of him that we have held for centuries past. With the Horned god Osol on the field with you he shall lead your forces to victory even under the most dire of conditions. The price however is Osol will only return to the lands if someone gives him a body to return with. For that I give you the prisoner I recently captured. An assassin by the name of Thodi. A member of the High elves long lost to the dark elves and trained under them as an assassin who has sense turned on his people. His last target was not so lucky, but he was captured by guards before he could get away."

Vyr's eyes grew and his skin lost a little color as he heard the name. Anjui nodded. 

"I will see to it that these gifts are placed upon your ship and that you are fed and well rested before you return home. Until then I have other matters that need my attention especially if I am to offer more help then what I have already provided." Stepping towards the door he paused. 

"Also remember the first two gifts are to be returned. As a gift in hopes of future talks with King Shol I will allow the wood elves to keep the Last peace of the Horned God." Leaving Anjui now set his face with determination he would have his isle and his people.