The Corrupted Sentinel

The Deal

                                                                           ~~~Anjui's POV~~~

Anjui had waved his hands for the guards to stand down. The dwarf seemed nervous as ever, but still had his hand away from the hammer that sat in the belt around his waist. That was until he drew the axe from his back. The guards stiffened up and went to draw their weapons again, but Anjui yet held them with the hand in the air. The king placed the axe next to him handle upon the floor. Seeing the axe stood the same height as the dwarf king himself Anjui guessed the thing was meant to be a last resort sort of weapon for the old king, but his face gleamed brightly as he looked at it with pride.

"Ah there now I can show court manners properly." bowing the old dwarf didn't seem to move as stiff. Perhaps it was the axe keeping him from showing the curtsies allowed to his people by the elven courts even in their own realms. Clearing his throat as well as he could the old dwarf stumbled upon some elvish words as he spoke in his deep voice 

Kaerol….Kaerol Col os si Car." the nobles around the room all seemed to turn their heads towards one another, but Anjui's golden eyes stayed focused upon the king in front of him the man's head pointed down to the floor in the bow.

Anjui spoke in the tongue of humans with ease. 

"Raise your head King of the dwarves. I will not have a higher power bowing to nobility. Yes I am ruler of the land you have your feet upon, however I am not king of the Crescent Isle. My people would not allow another king to sit upon the thrown without a battle for it. And even though I am the highest of nobility in the sense of bloodlines my twin brother is here as well."

Raising his head the dwarven king had a cherry redness to his face that even matched that of his beard and head. 

"Young Lord Anjui. It is with all honor that I am here. I have been given terms for your aid in returning our Home realm to us." Anjui looked bewildered at the dwarven king, but cleared his face and set it to stone. It was workings of his brother Ado behind his back again and understood now what it was he was doing. He was making sure that Anjui himself stayed on the throne of the elven people by use of force if necessary and turning the dwarves on the nobles if they tried to kill Anjui.

"The terms are acceptable my lord, only I ask that you rename your price." Anjui looked on at the dwarf king curiously, but also cautiously as he did not know what price the dwarven king had been put to by his twin and even less the side they were expected to uphold in order for it. The dwarven king not being given an answer from Anjui went on in his deep voice. 

"The myli Maelolaer has been in dwarven possession sense the peace treaty between the Elves and dwarven people ages ago."

It was then that it had hit him. The dwarven king wasn't talking about Gron Khaz, but that of Karaz Khaz. It was an suicide attempt on anyone who tried it alone, and to know Ado had promised their help to reclaim the old dwarven capital city from when the Dwarven Empire first thrived had struck a nerve on him, but to know that the price he had asked was High. The Myli Maelolaer, the Stone sentinel was the tree given to the dwarven people from the elves and blessed by the dragons as a sign of eternal peace between the elves and dwarves. Sense its loss during the third age and the fall of the dwarven empire it has never been reclaimed or sought after accept by those attempting to gain honor for their family.

The outrage yelling and clammier of whispers across the room came to hit Anjui's ears as he pulled himself away from his thoughts. Standing up from his chair instantly drew everyone's attention and the silence of the room so much so the wind outside could be heard lightly brushing the leaves of the trees close by. 

"To reclaim Karaz Khaz will cost many lives, not only dwarven, but elven as well. The price will not be lowered. The Stone Sentinel will be placed within elven control again, however it will be moved to the Thos Thysaer, The First Fortress will be the trading center between the dwarven people and those of the elves."

The king's eyes beamed even more bright then before and he bowed many times over speaking in dwarvish that no one had caught ccept Anjui who had understood few of the words accept for thank you and it shall be done.  

                                                                           ~~~Ado's POV~~~  

Ado had watched silently as the exchange between his brother and the dwarven king had happened. It seemed his brother would know of his own plans before he could talk to him about them. Damn that fool of a king to come here in person to see to matters of the politics. He had told the ambassadors and the messengers even the damn Riks that had come and spoken to him to be sure to stay away from his brother and the rulers of the lands until he was certain his brother would agree to the plan itself least of all it would crumble.

It seemed however as the conversation strode on without a missed beat Ado understood he would have a strict watch upon his person now to make sure he did not conduct anymore business behind his brother's back or anymore deals with any of the other races pledging help from the elven people before his brother was for certain wearing the crown of the Crescent isle upon his brown and without a doubt ruling the people upon its shores with an Iron will and without question to his right to rule.

Ado also understood that while his brother seemed angry he was pleased at the price he had asked for with the aid of the elves. Of course Ado knew his brother had wanted the Stone Sentinel back from the dwarven people. It was a prize that everyone coveted above all else, and to show that they had regained its presence within their own realm would have helped Anjui's claim to the thrown, but to place it within Thos Thysaer meant that house Masjhol would not be holding the power of the Stone sentinel, but The Phoenix Order would be.

This saddened Ado greatly as he had plans to secure the grand tree and place it within the Shori Syrdaes, The White tower would be under Anjui's crown within the first few moons of the new war season, but yet to be denied that meant the White tower would strive all that much more to secure their own borders. Hearing the dwarf chuckle and agree to the terms present to him the dwarven king kept bowing and spouting out words that it seemed only Anjui caught bits of and no one else had heard.

Before he could be summoned forth in front of the entire nobility Ado had slipped past lord Aelori and the few nobles between him and the Exit of the Grand room. working his way into the hallways f the citadel Ado had found himself staring down a single elf whom he had never encountered before. The creature standing in front of him had stark bright golden blonde hair like that of the High elves of the isle, yet he stood slightly shorter and had on clothing that of which held a hue of greens and browns which he could never imagine worked together, yet this creature held them with flawlessness.

Having the creature bow to him and start speaking in a foreign tongue Ado held up his hand and spoke in the common tongue. 

"My brother is whom your message is for not myself. I am but a holder of lands in his name." a look of confusion crossed the male's face, but his harp like voice cut Ado short. 

"I am here to see the king of the Isle, but I am told at every turn that there is not one, yet here I am delivered to the highest house in power and I am told that the one standing in front of me is not the ruler, but just the person who holds the lands."

Ado nodded a quick yes. 

"Well then Lead me to this..brother of yours." Ado pointed to the door behind him. 

"The door there will lead you to him, along with the nobility of his house, and the King of the dwarves." The male seemed to tense up and looked to Ado with horror. 

"May I have your name?" 

"My name is previously Ado Thaelyr, Now I am known as Ado Masjhol. Brother to Anjui Masjhol and lord of these lands."Nodding the elf looked at Ado with appreciation. 

"I am Prince Vyr Melyr, The crowned prince of the wood elf realm of Soraer Thysaer."

The Twisted Forest, Nodding Ado understood now why the elf in front of him was shorter, but fairer. He was a child of the woods, He was a Shyr Aer, a Wood elf. 

"Good luck on your endeavor Prince Melyr I am needed elsewhere." Without another word Ado took off down the hallway the direction he had headed before being stopped. Not once looking back to see if the prince had found what he was looking for, he just wanted to be alone and only knew of one place he could do that at.