The Corrupted Sentinel

Ado's Journey

                                                                                ~~~ Ado's POV~~~

The young elf Prince Ado had returned to his chambers for a few moments to gather things that he would need for his journey that would give him solitude. While his brother needed his aid, Ado knew he would be under the direct eye of his brother shortly after what had transpired with the dwarven King, especially after he had made promises that were not his to be making, even more so the young elf knew that his brother would not soil his honor by allowing the promises to go unanswered like many elven nobility did to their children to teach them a hard lesson.

Ado had grabbed his real sword not the one he would carry around that was nothing more then decoration. He was after all in a land that humans raided often if the borders weren't watched constantly. While House Aelori had stations of sentinels around their border and their villages hidden well humans managed still to find them or to slip past the guards in an attempt to get to the more richer lands in the middle of the area, or to other lands.

He had also grabbed his Spell book; magic was essential to elves, and while Ado had very little talent to the craft he would still apply himself in the study of it like his family expected him to. Now that he was second in command to the largest noble house on the Crescent isle it meant he would be a target of many things, Assassinations, blackmail, diplomacy, marriage, etc. He would have none of it if he could help. Most of all he would also use his magic study as a reason to get away from the noise of the house itself.

Going deep into the woods Ado had recalled in his history teachings The rumors that the reason Aelori claimed the golden Forests of the north was because of the Corrupted king himself. He had built a sprawling white city large enough to house all of the elven people within its walls. It had encompassed all of the Crescent isle during its Golden age, however the nobility in their fight against the King had destroyed the city as they went across the land. Of course the king's final stand was within the capital of the giant city itself and no one dare travel there today.

Finding the ruins Ado walked among the ruins themselves, the black soot mixed in with the destroyed buildings gave it an dreadful feeling, but that did not stop the young elf from pushing farther into the city. Curiosity had struck him and it would drive him even farther into the city that had been known as the Dread Gate. A city left abandoned from the elven golden age and would be so until a king once again sat upon the throne of the isle.

Finding the great hall still standing Ado went into the only standing structure to find the cold marble stone throne still yet remained unoccupied and untainted by the destruction outside. Stepping to the chair up past all the wood, shrubs, grass, and plants that had taken over the rest of the hall. It was almost like magic had been placed upon the chair so that nothing natural would go near it at all. Drawing out a small knife from his hip Ado drew it across his right hand and held his now closed fist over the chair itself.

"I Ado Starfall do here swear upon the blood of my family that we shall restore the Honor and glory of this once great city. We shall remove the taint from the name and honor the king that was here. Our Ancestor Eci Bloodbane shall be purged through fire and steal and come to punishment of Death for betrayal of his people. With his death our Family honor will be restored and forever be known as the Cleansing flame." Hearing a little shuffling noise behind him Ado spun around to see an audience of creatures he couldn't make out with the sunlight in his eyes, but he could have sworn that one shown brighter then the rest, and one glowed a faint white, while another seemed to be wrapped in dots of lights. While another had a familiar presence about it.

They were there then they were gone like the creatures hadn't been there at all before. Ado placing his back against the leg of the throne began to dive right into the spells he would soon need for their war season. Mostly spells of healing, detections, accuracy, even cloning and images. While not a master at most of these subjects he was not lacking in the area. His brother Anjui however had the finer skills in magic and it would forever remain that way.