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[Ylva Rane]

((HollowSoull said it all up there. I look forward to your return, and I definitely wish you good luck on those finals.))

[The Scribe]

(That's alright Bena, school is more important than a role play, and good luck on your finals.)

[Benathorn]

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~.: Aden Cross:. ~ .:Rouge:. ~ .:Male:. ~ .:24:. ~ .:Human/Dark Elf:. ~

Aden moved aside as Sorina came out more elegantly dressed then before. He could sense she did not like dressing up nor did she seem fond of these ceremonies but she said nothing and he commended her on not complaining when so many others did. The sudden jolt and sound of a large dragon landing overhead made him look up as the whole tower seemed to shake under it's massive weight. Sorina wasted no time in jumping out the window and climbing up to her mount as she called for him to hurry up. It didn't take a genius to understand that the dragon Goanor clearly did not like him and the waves of unease hit him like a brick as Rugin flew overhead and called down towards him. As Sorina threw a playful taunt for him to hurry up Aden smirked and ,as any nimble elf, climbed up to her with the ease and grace of a cat. He couldn't help but steal a glance at the view of the city and the height made him just want to jump off and fly with the freedom that the dragons seem to boast of. He honestly did not know why he was agreeing to go with the mage and her dragon when all he had to do was simply transform into an avian. Even Rugin seemed to be encouraging him to do so but Aden thought better of it as he gingerly mounted behind Sorina "Alright he better not try to knock me off you hear?" He smiled to her as his joke was aimed to the dark dragon and knew if the dragon tried to bump him off he would be endangering his rider as well. "This is the first time I have ever ridden a dragon so be gentle."

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~.:Alana Pendragon:. ~ .:Windhelm Princess:. ~ .:Female:. ~ .:21:. ~ .:Human:. ~

Alana Knew the ceremony should be on it's way as she strode forward. The center stone table stood tall and un-moving as her sword seemed to hum with the deep magic that flowed from the circle of stones. "Your majesty. I believe we should begin the peace ceremony when you are ready." She looked to the king of Pavalon with an emotionless expression as she reached for the iron clad torch that hung from the side of the stone. She could see the top of the table still had traces of ashes from previous ceremonies between the two kingdoms. She wondered if any of the ashes had ever been from the time when both the humans and elves met in peace but that was a very long time ago. The torch she held and intricate letters that were unrecognizable grace it's steal. She knew that once the torch was lit that the fire which was born from it was unnatural and full of magic in it's blazing array of blue and violet. Raphael stood closely outside the circle, his head reached over the circle as he seemed to sense the thrumming of magic resound through the stones in preparation of the ceremony. All living things seemed to quite and wait in anticipation for the calling of Peace that the Deep Magic seemed to call forth.

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Kitayla let go of Tobias's hand and went to her father's side instead. She stood close by him watching Alana with full attention. This was more important than holding hands or even looking at Tobias at the time. Silver Blaze woke up and watched, not making a sound. Or, at least trying not to make a sound. He was still rather young. Rowan watched to, looking calm and collected. Well, calmer and more collected than Silver Blaze.

[jpano96]

~.:Richard Wolfbane:.~.: Pavalon:.~.:Male:.~ .:Human:. ~

Richard looked at the Windhelm princess and nodded in agreement. "Ready," He waved his hand in a gesture for her to begin. He strode forward, with a tiny nod for his daughter to come forth as well. He could remember way back when when he and his father would go to the peace ceremony, with the father of the Windhelm and his son as well. They were friends before they both had to take on the responsibility that the kingdom placed on them. Since then, they had grown apart and Richard honestly couldn't even remember the face of the an. It had always been hidden by troops or helmets.

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Kitayla followed him obediently and a little excited. But, she tried to keep her excitement hidden from her face. Of course though, her eyes were not the best at keeping things hidden from others. That's why she was such a horrible liar...and she happened to stutter when she tried lied. Kit looked at her father then forward again, keeping up with him with her posture perfect. She even had her chin up, even though it was usually down. Rowan also tried to sit up straight.

[SpartanAmethyst]

Tobias' eyes followed after Kitayla for a brief moment, a smile forming behind his masked face. ((WB))

[lynettetan1]

(sorry, currently has no muse, will post soon...)

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•Kitayla Wolfbane•Age: 17•Rank: Princess•Female•

Kitayla glanced at her father occassionally as she stood by his side. She tried to stand tall, but she kind of failed at this because she was quite small for her age. She went back to watching Alana, trying to learn what to do by watching her. Kit sighed softly as she watched for a few more seconds before looking away. Rowan tried not to yawn. She was getting pretty bored with the situation despite what just happened. The phoenix could catch herself on fire of she wanted to, not a lot of things impressed her. Silver Blaze on the other hand was watching with wide eyes. He had never seen anything like that before of course. He stood up as he watched, in case Kit needed to be protected.

[Ylva Rane]

‡ Sorina Voras ‡

Sorina waited patiently on Gaenor's back, impressed with the speed and grace Aden climbed with. He was certainly no amatuer. She glanced at the raven -- Hugin, she believed its name was - as he cawed down at the dark elf. Perhaps it was just because he was named after an ancient god that only existed in her books, but it seemed as though he was more than just an ordinary bird. Surely, though, it must be her imagination.

Sorina patted Gaenor's back with reassurance as he began to voice his opinions about the Aden's origin again. 'Just stay calm.' she told him, smiling to herself. Gaenor's wings stretched experimentally, testing the winds, when Aden finally climbed onto his back. Sorina grinned back at Aden in anticipation. "Gentle?" The mage laughed, shaking her head in amusement. "Aden, Gaenor is never gentle! He flies how he wants to, so hang on to whatever you've got!" Gaenor snorted a burst of flame in agreement and pushed off the roof of the tower in a sudden burst, lunging into the sky without any restrictions. Sorina laughed again and hugged her body to the dragon's neck, looking down as they left the earth behind them.

"Fast as you can to the stonehenge, Gaenor! I have a feeling we're already late!"

Perhaps, since Aden was a first-time ride, Sorina shouldn't have said that. Gaenor knew that if the dark elf really did fall off and possibly die, Sorina would scold him for an exaggerated amount of weeks. It was no scale off his back, but his rider cared, and he had to take that into account. But now that she gave express permission, Gaenor readily increased his speed and the three of them, plus the raven, flew to the Peace Ceremony.