The Corrupted Sentinel

War Planning

OCC: I'm sorry about waiting so long between Episodes. I do hope your Enjoying the read.

                                                                    ~~~~Anjui's POV~~~~

The young elf had looked over the crown several times. The crown would be restored to its former glory, however for now it would only hold the vines of the houses he would conquer on the Crescent Isle. The problem was that in order to do so he would have to weave the vines together in a very intense pattern to hold all of the house's crowns upon his head. What others did not know was that the two houses had had already under his thumb made up his current crown. The first was that of his parents. A simple piece of metal and easy to work with in the forge to create the vine he needed for the crown. The silver molded easy to purpose. Rubbing the silver vine between his left thumb and forfinger he held onto the crown and saw the gold one as well that would sit upon his head. The house of Aelori's crown while also a solid piece of metal was a bit harder to work to its needed purpose. The gold was easy to melt, but to reforge it into the vine around the first already made vine was a much more precise art that would only get more complicated as more crowns would be added.

It was the sound of the clatter of metal outside the hall's doors that had made the young king to look upon his council. The first member and really the only person he trusted in the world was his brother Ado. Like himself Anjui could see the passage of time had not affected his brother and in the length of a breath their differences could be shown under inspection of a person who knew what to look for. For instance Ado was slightly more built but that would be from wielding shield and sword where as Anjui was master of the bow and arrow. Both used knives of course, along with their grandfather's ancient weaponry. which would come in handy in the next standoff they would have.

Anjui had looked upon the next commander. He had appointed the noble of the second house Lord Aelori as a council member and commander. Anjui had no intention of removing the importance of the nobles on their land. He would however have them all flying his colors and if diplomatic talks failed and it came to force of arms he would use it. Aelori would lead his own soldiers and his own armies into battle. He would be an Equal to Ado in command, both directly under Anjui himself. Ado would command the Troops from House Masjhol all accept the Guard and that of the Legion that Anjui had commissioned upon his leave of the Capital.

Anjui had watched as the two came into the room both looking at each other in silence and back to the lord himself. 

"This is all that will be gathered for war councils for now Lord Masjhol, Lord Aelori. I will not have our enemies know of the plans I have, and so this is a gathering before war season as many spies will be sent out with the last group of traders before battles wage across the isle." Looking the two in the face he bent over a table he had already prepared for the council. 

"My plan is simple. From House Masjhol we will attack Kaer Syrdaes, and with the fall of the Tower we will secure the land from house Maeras. Their Capital will be hard pressed, but without their army there they won't hold out for long as their natural borders upon the land make it hard for them to be breach just like Masjhol, only difference is we know a pathway that will allow us to travel behind their fortifications and straight into the capital."

Looking across the map Anjui continued. 

"From the lands of Aelori we will move to show force upon the borders of house Per and House Parn. I will not have the lands I just recently acquired fall to old fools. Once House Maeras falls we shall protect our borders until the end of war season and press again for answer from nobles. It is also at the last day of war season I expect the Dwarven king to press for favor asked of us. I will personally go to aid him in returning Karaz Khaz to the dwarven people. If I am to send soldiers to their deaths they must see that their ruler is not afraid to face death himself."

Anjui stood and walked around the table to stair into a glass container. Inside was a giant ring of what seemed like solid gold. Its wrap the same color. The blade Anjui carried from his Father's family lineage the Kylarn, The Gold dawn blade. A simple work of metal one would thing had it not been for the sharp sword edge upon the thing's entire outside. The blade was meant to be used like a holla-hoop and spun around a person's body in a deadly dance. The hoop got its name from the giant dragon. A hulk of a beast even for dragons, a massive size that almost to rival the Great wyrms, the thing was ancient even for elven recollection and the warrior Cern had used the hoop to do battle and kill the dragon.

Turning to face the two again a smile across his face he spoke his tone almost a whisper like what he was speaking would be only rumor. 

"I will carry Kylarn with me. While my brother will be carrying Tylol." Tylol, the Moonring. A war glaive meant for only the best of warriors Its design was like that of the Kylarn, only instead of being a solid ring it was a small handle ring that was surrounded by three equal size and curved blades. A weapon given to their mother and passed down to Ado as a sign of her love and her approval. It was a solid red color its wraps also the crimson red. It was but two of the twelve ancient blades.