Atop a stony plateau overlooking the lands of central Idalos, and growing wealthy from the gem stones pulled from the rocky soil, Etzos is a bastion of independence; firm in its belief that man should rule Idalos, not be servants of the vain Immortals who nearly destroyed it. But can the many factions set aside their conflicting agendas and see this through?
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"There is something to be said about a man in uniform,"
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Saoire purred as she slid up behind Gangui
who was diligently performing his job. He was wearing his classic armor; always on guard. A particular accoutrement caught her eye. Saoire reached forward to delicately touch the red lily petals. She was dressed in her white robes, a gold rope hanging at her hips. Unlike the woman that had given Gangui this particular flower, Saoire was conservatively dressed. For once, her brown locks were down and a wreath with candles crowned her head. This burned brightly, claiming her as Queen of this holiday.
She handed over the package, the items inside wrapped in brown paper. "You should consider wearing something nice the next time you meet her. Cobras have pretty crowns of flesh. Dress to kill, Ser Gangui. Maybe then, even you won't be eaten alive."
Saoire saw many things from Emea. Dreams were windows to the inner being, uncontrollable. She saw plans and desires. The Emean being left him with little else about his relationship with Tanvi. Was she dreaming of him? Did she have plans for him? While he opened the package, Saoire slipped into the crowd. If he attempted to follow the little flames of her crown, he would only find a small child in her stead, holding it amidst the chaos around him.
I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be then me.