003 / UNSEELIE + SEELIE / (MEMORY + VOICE)

[dragmire]

[At some point last night, the following dreams unfolds. A beast of a man imprisoned, executed, and rises again to have his revenge. A shining sword is carried and is familiar to any who have seen him in combat. He is thrust into a portal What follows after that is an hour of nothing but an empty void with darkness all around. It is a hell of nothingness, where senses are meaningless, and despair and hatred is all that can fester. Eventually the dream comes to an end, for anyone who would bother to follow something so long.]

[Today]

Traitors and cowards have burned and plundered my kingdom. Those that profess to be righteous have slain those I valued most. There are many debts I have yet to settle. Not one has yet been forgotten. For now, the path to return home is an arduous one, but I relish the challenge.

The day will come that I will dream of more than that endless void.

[Until now, his tone seemed sad and nostalgic. There was an anger and hatred that lingered beneath the surface, but was suppressed. Now, he returns to his usual mannerism. Calculated and cold, yet proud and arrogant all a the same time. Unseen, the Demon King toys with the piece of star that is the source of his dream and nostalgia. He may not relish it being shared for all to see, but he senses something special with it. He has chosen to keep it.]

A cool wind blows through the city today, relieving the heat of a summer's day. Perhaps tonight it will rain yet again. [A pause and now when he speaks, it seems very pointed to any who listen.] The Castle of Mair has been returned to Unseelie hands. All are welcome to visit the city. I promise it a unique experience from what may be found in the rest of the Drabwurld. But if you come into this domain seeking war, then you will find it tenfold.

open to both courts - slightly forward-dated to July 19

[bird_brain]

[The light of day is no kinder than the dusk of yesterday, but at least Aubri has been given enough time to make himself a little more presentable. His feathers are still in disarray and he's careful to keep the left side of his face away from the locket but there's less obvious blood matted through feathers and fur. His every intention is to keep this short -- he's found it within himself to actually travel today and he feels as if he needs to travel faster than the army that left yesterday.]

Some of you know that an army marches toward Caer Glaem. [He had considered warning only those who were aligned with Seelie. However, he has friends among Unseelie and isn't dumb enough to assume he's the only one. And if any Unseelie have objections to Celegorm's march, just maybe he can spur them toward taking some action, as well. In his mind, this is not Seelie vs Unseelie. Not yet.] Do not take this lightly; it is an army of considerable strength and number. I urge you to make preparations.

[A pause. Celegorm charged him to deliver a very specific message but Aubri will not be cowed. But something needs said.] I do not believe that reason will halt their march.

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