The Corrupted Sentinel

The Help Part 2

                                                                                        ~~~Anjui's POV~~~

The young elf Prince Anjui was no fool, he knew that while the Wood elves would keep the Piece of their Horned God, the moon elves would not so reluctantly give back the two gifts given to them as well. The Bark of the First Sentinel tree was all but a treasure of the Gods to them. Then the Tears of the Goddess was just the same no less as it meant they were more connected with their highest deity in the pantheon and would remain so until the end of the world or the connection was once again disconnected through other means.

Hearing clamor of the nobility from the houses now under his banner Anjui put up his hand. 

"Lord Aelori what seems to be the matter of discussion with the nobles that I am hearing whispers about in my own court?" The older male stepped down from his position in the rafters with the rest of the nobles and stood in the middle of the room. 

"Well my lord Anjui, the nobles wonder at your motives for giving back the three items in question to the other elves. It will make them a harder pressed enemy when the time comes for that, and even less they now have weapons to use against us as well."

Nodding at the opposition to his plan Anjui's devilish smile appeared on his face once again 

"Do not worry lords and ladies of the Masjhol nobility. You see while we will one day fight the elves of the far lands, we are making a great progress in tying them to us through diplomatic debt. We will use that to our advantage and help the dwarves who then will return to us the Stone sentinel tree and with it the other elven houses will understand the might of house Masjhol is not to be tested. More so we shall use the Stone Sentinel and the magic of the Sia Aer, the True elf magic will help restore what was once lost a long time ago."

More clamor came from the nobility only to have the Anjui raise from his chair to stand next to Lord Aelori. 

"What Lord Anjui praytell is that?" His smile still on his face Anjui looked toward the throne upon which he just vacated the crown for it upon his head. 

"The Jhyr Maelolaer, The Lost Sentinel has long been missing and anyone who ever goes to the far southern deserts seem to disappear never to be seen." Removing the crown from his head he began to twist it round and round. 

"Your dismissed lords and ladies. Please return to your duties, we must prepare for war."

Anjui placed the crown back upon his head and left the throne room, what the nobility including his brother did not know was that Anjui had also intended to bring back Thos Maelolaer, the First sentinel. That task was going to be much harder to do however, as the First Sentinel was the only tree blessed by the entire Collection of gods across the elven races. It also meant expanding out from the Isle as they would have to find the remains of the First tree outside of the chunk he had given to the elf emissary and sent off. That was an easy find.

The Bark of the First tree had come from the ruins of Shori Toria, The White city was the original Isle's huge sprawling city that covered all of the Isle and would forever be gone. Of course in the middle of the city was the First Sentinel, but with the magic of the King he had moved it to a different land and when the King fell he took the location of the remains of the tree with him, It was during the war that the tree had been shattered and burned and misplaced and lost. He would restore it with the magic from all the Sentinel trees, and the single branch woven into the crown of his house.

The Tear stones of the Goddess were also an easy find, one just had to know where to look. They had come from the Kaer Syrdaes, The Great Tower was and still stands as the massive tower that could be seen from all over the Crescent Isle. Home to the magic school and the scholars of the elf people. It was there that many houses went and discussed terms of peace during war season or trade agreements during other times. It was also usually there one would find items of power. The Tear stones were no acceptation to it found in the middle of the Grand Library in a the fountain of water with other gems of the hews of blue and whites.

The last gift the Horn of the wood elf god was a bit more of a challenge to obtain. While still within the hands of the High elves Anjui had to secret away to another house under the banner of a Mercenary group and during war season aid them in taking land from another house. It was during the raid on one of the cities he had stashed away to find the treasury and within it found many useful things, The Horn was one of those items.

Returning to his Throne Anjui took the crown from his head once again and held it within his hands. It was an accumulation of the items he would need to restore the elven people to their empire and this time he would not fall to the voices of the Demons and the Darker gods. Not like his Great Grandfather had done so many centuries ago, that had been the start of their downfall he had heard voices and it had caused him to go crazy and paranoid eventually leading to the war with the dwarves.