Aerandir- Capital city Meloss, kingdom of Melchior, Palace, out side of throne room-

A figure in a dark green cloak stood on the balcony of the Melchior palace looking south. He let out a tired sigh; he was waiting for the hearing with the King. “He is sure taking his sweet time…” he said softly to himself. The Elvin Council in Linwood sent him here, mostly because he had experience in dealing with kings for most of his life.

A breeze came by and played with his dark cloak by making it flap out behind him. This revealed his muscular body, highly tuned for war. He wore a dark green tunic that had black along the hems and on the V-neck. He wore elfin chain mail under the tunic that made no sound as he moved, due to tiny strips of black leather intertwined through every ring. He wore a gold plated gauntlet that ended at his elbow. His right arm only had a dark brown leather gauntlet that ended at his elbow as well. He wore long black leather boots that ended right below his knee, with brown hunting pants tucked into them. On his left hip he wore a beautiful elfin Bastard sword with two emeralds on it. One triangle shaped emerald imbedded in the gold cross guard and the other sphere shaped emerald in the pommel of the hilt. A small gold necklace was tied right below the cross guard on which a small ring dangled back and forth at his movements.

His ears heard footsteps on the white marble floor behind him. He turned around and saw one of the Melchiorian Knights standing there. “The king wishes to speak with you now M’lord.”

Aerandir closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. He hated being called that; He much preferred to be called a worm than to be called “M’lord” He waved his hand in the direction of the knight, “Well tell your king he has to wait for me now.” He smiled as he saw the knight’s face go pale.

”I …uh… Can…” The Knight started to say.

”Oh calm down I was only joking!” He walked towards the Knight. “Well come on then, lead the way!”

Aaron-Capital city Arcada, Empire of Haltia, palace, throne room -

The emperors sat on his throne listening to his war advisors go on with reports of how well the preparations for the up coming war were coming along. He looked to his Grand general and said, “General Malin, What of the preparations for the main army? I heard of some reports that you are barely doing anything, besides the usual training that has happened for the past 50 years. Can you explain yourself?”

General Malin, who was an older member of the war council, stood up and bowed his head “M’lord, The men are at their finest… But I don’t think we should go on, we have more than enough land it will just bring more deaths to innocent lives.”

The emperor looked at him. “General Malin, as one of my most trusted advisors, you surprise me… I do this for the glory of Haltia. If you cannot share the same dream then you are dismissed from your position as Grand general. Go and live out your days with your family.”

The General, or now Ex Grand General bowed to the emperor and said, “As you wish…” He then turned and left the throne room.

It was silent for a few moments as the Emperor thought. “Hmmm now who should I chose to be the grand General… “ He looked to his war advisors, none of them had the quality’s of a General like Malin… He looked to Capitan Vernnal “Capitan! I want you to find some one in the main army who has the potential to become an even greater general than Malin.” He then looked to everyone else in the room and then said, “I am done with reports for today, please leave me.”

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