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Gadez  patiently waited in Tia's room after giving her a soft smile and nod with his head, having put the hot soup bowl with the lid and spoon on the small dresser by her bed.

He had not taken in her room as much before, his eyes wandered over her furniture. His blue eyes looking them over, settling on her table and the drawer on it. He had to admit, he was curious if Tia wrote in a journal. But his curiousity was overpowered by his sense of respecting other people's minds. A journal was akin to ones mind, a place where thoughts were recorded and stored. He wouldn't. He could invade that. He withdrew his hand and then walked to the middle of the room as Tia entered.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Thank you for finding the time Tia. Come sit at the bed and have some soup."[/b][/color] The blonde man said softly as he walked over and softly patted her on the shoulder. His eyes then set on the door, moving over to make sure it would be closed fully. 

[color=6ecff6][b]"I have some things I wish to tell you. I hope you don't mind the privacy. It is for the safety of all. These words may be unsettling for mortal ears. But first you've got to eat some of that soup."[/b][/color] He lifted the plated lid off the bowl and then put the spoon in it, picking up some meat and vegetable on it, before blowing some air to cool it, his free hand held under it to not spill anything on the floor, as he moved it towards her lips. Helping her with the first mouthful.

[color=6ecff6][b]"You've gotta eat and remain strong. You'll sing again someday. Don't you worry."[/b][/color] The monk said in a reassuring tone, his face was calm but he knew, that if he didn't seize the opportunity now, it would be lost forever. He had to tell her.


[color=6ecff6][b]"Tia. I demand no answers from you, I only request them. What I am about to say may not be what you want to hear, but I have to say it nontheless. It is even difficult to know where to start with it all. Our world has changed much, the skies have darkened and the blightborn has appeared. Yet even now there's hope."[/b][/color] He smiled softly and allowed Tia to take over the spoon.

[color=6ecff6][b]"When we first met, I was suprised. Not just by your beauty, lack of weight and perserverence, but by your scar. When I first saw it, I thought you were one of the blightborn, that you had been wounded and turned. But I realized quickly that wasn't the case. For what blightborn would fall prey to the cold? Yet such a wound at such a place, it left me to ponder. Why is it there? You are a priestess and no doubt would have been able to close such a wound smoothly, if not at the moment, then by the temple or by those with greater mastery over the healing arts. Yet the mark remains and it's effect upon you is profound as it has robbed you of your voice. To be able to voice your opinion, to accept and reject is an important thing. Such an injury aswell, the odds of surviving it are so vastly low, that it made me... someone whose always pondered if the goddesses were truly there or not. Doubt myself."[/b][/color] He said in a soft voice, but he also laughed abit at that.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Why would the clergy choose to send you of all people to Dawnhaven? You who has been unjustly scarred, who may not hold sermons, neither are you a warrior of the clergy. You were sent here by them, because you possess something else which sets you apart from all others. A power which none can see. And If I were to guess, you were sent far away because there's something within Aurelia that the High priest of Aelios fears. Something kept in the dark."[/b][/color] Gadez began to wander in the room, his hands behind his back. His blonde hair hanging slightly over his face.

[color=6ecff6][b]"I also have pondered a long time, what caused the blight? What caused the skies to turn dark? I thought it as a natural phenomena at some point, then later that it was magical. Yet what mortals would have the power to darken the very sun and give rise to the blight? No mortal possess that kind of power. That power. The blight. Is divine in origin. That is the only explanation which make any sense. How long would a battle go on until a victor would be crowned? One of the two divine stars fell. Her physical form withering upon the earth, yet her soul eternal. If we may call it such. Hurled itself out unto a new host. A mortal. Inflicting a brand upon her."[/b][/color] He turned to face Tia, his expression displaying a sense of loss and grimness.

[color=6ecff6][b]"You are the voice of Aelios. Her physical vessel. The one foretelling of the prophecy… aren't you? And the old decaying physical form of Aelios that lies in the dark... is the cause of the blight. Her divine essence flowing out, like ripples upon a lake. For the divine are neither fully living nor dead. The blightborn are the same in a way. But even then. They did not choose their path, it was pushed upon them. By beings who thought they knew better. Just like you've been pushed by others... but what is it that you truly want for yourself?"[/b][/color] He closed his eyes momentarily, he moved over to the fireplace and rested his hands above it, leaning against the wall.

[color=6ecff6][b]"The divine could never see past their conflict with oneanother. As our world has gotten dark. Dawnhaven is all the proof needed to show that we humans. Have eclipsed the gods. Aurelian. Lunarian. Blightborn. We all gather here together. It is the faulty of the divine, that has shown us what we must be, what we have to be. To finally bring the endless conflict to it's epitaph. The goddesses may claim the stars, but we claim the earth, the forests, the seas, the sky... and the future."[/b][/color] The vexing gardener stated and looked to the ceiling.

[color=6ecff6][b]"The blizzard that struck Dawnhaven, why do you think it came when it did? Who was the most likely to fall to it? Only one person was far out into the snow beyond aid. You. Seluna was trying to end you, or should I say end Aelios. No doubt she has a particular set of words for me as well, for my timely meddling. But in a way… I am a fallen star myself. Albeit of far dimmer light."[/b][/color] He now began to smile, a big upturn at the corner of his mouth as he pulled his blonde hair back abit with his hands, the light of the fire reflecting in his eyes.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Because King Auric of Aurelia... is none other than my father. I am the older half-brother of Prince Flynn. My true name is Halcyon Astaros. As I wandered through the Gaddess' Paradise, with no past to return to, no future left to claim, my name were underneath it all still starry and golden. A child born of twain kingdoms, perhaps I am he? Or perhaps I am the one prophesized to die in Flynn's stead? Perhaps by your hand? Either way…"[/b][/color] He said softly as he looked to Tia warmly.

[color=6ecff6][b]"I may be the greatest enemy to the goddesses, to both kingdoms, but not to you, Tia. Were I to have known you were who you are, I would still have braved that blizzard. For to leave you, someone betrayed by the world, would have been akin to die a thousandfold. It is however you who has to make a choice, as cruel as it is. I wouldn't rob you of your free will. I am not Auric. Nor divine. I pray that Flynn will not follow in his creator's trail. For there will be a search for a cure to the blight in time no doubt, and this search must not prevail. For if it does…"[/b][/color] He sighed deeply and slumped his head slightly.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Then it will lead to the death of everyone in the world. The kingdoms would set upon the blightborn. Kira. Leela. The blonde girl outside with the horns and tail. All of them would be hunted down and destroyed. Then the kingdoms would set upon each other, and there would be no end to the fighting. However… if the blight were to persist. And Dawnhaven were to grow and flourish. It would become a third kingdom and eclipse the former two and this world would finally become one. The blight isn't a divider, it is a unifier. Look around you, Tia. The choice before you may be a cruel one, having to choose between your faith and your friends. Whenever in doubt. Heed your heart."[/b][/color] He gave another soft smile and walked closer to Tia, trying to keep eye-contact and show that he mean her nothing ill.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Knowing now whom we are. What will you do? My suggestion would be to eat the soup before it grows cold."[/b][/color] He smiled softly, his eyes looking warmly at Tia. [color=6ecff6][b]"I know this is a lot to take in all at once and you must be weary. My presence here in Dawnhaven is a risk for it aswell, yet there's no other place for me to go. For only with Dawnhaven's victory, can my true wish to strike down King Auric become a reality. For all those whose dreams and futures he has destroyed."[/b][/color] He said and sighed softly, pulling his hair back with one hand and placing his other hand by his waist.

[color=6ecff6][b]"When the time comes, and they set out to find a cure. Can I rely on you to aid me to stop them? Well… I won't demand an answer or that you do, for I know this would be among the hardest of choices you would have to make, Tia. All I can do is to try and protect you from those who seek to harm you. Rest assured your secrets will live and die with me." [/b][/color]He placed his hand on his chest, and gave a deep bow to her. His blue eyes looking at her. He wasn't certain if she had taken his words to heart, but he had to tell her either way. 

The goddesses were his enemies. There was no doubt in his mind about that. He had doubted their existance, yet now… all things were pointing that they were indeed very real. He would have to fight not only against the gods but against two kingdoms. For that he needed an army. He would have to move swiftly and find blightborn to ally with, for it were in their interest to have the blight persist for certain. Even they wanted to live if they could. For as much as a life that would be. Who were they to simply deny them their existance after being forced into a path they've not chosen. What some blightborn did however after their turning, with some turning to wicked things. They would be dealt with as any other human. Dawnhaven must remain free of discord. United and strong. Strong enough to crush the two kingdoms and become the lone victor.

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