Growth

[Max452]

Sebastian did his best to stifle the yawn that formed in his mouth. The journey to the darwven city was anything but dull and mundane. Of course, he was assigned to come and help the dwarven army by the Council, but that did not mean that he would enjoy it all the way. He thought he would have seen excitement by now, and perhaps, the fact that he would not be around Maude had placed him in a foul mood.

Thinking of the Red Rider, Sebastian inwardly sighed. He had learned much from her (especially that she did not desire him for a husband, much to his dissatisfaction) and thought, he had grown under her strict and blunt guidance. He no longer was as selfish as before, nor as arrogant, though he still displayed those attributes. No, Maude had brought something out of him and for that, he had begun to fall in love with her; no one else was able to see that side of him. His only dilemma was that she was in love with Ian.

A gruff voice caught his attention, driving Maude from his thoughts, and Sebastian quickly stood in attention.

"Welcome Ambassador." The dwarf at the gate saluted in a monotone voice.

Ambassador. Sebastian wanted to cringe at the word. Since he was not a Rider, the Council had placed him under the title of Ambassador; a representative for Bromsland. Of course, along with an actual rider (who had yet to show). Sebastian gave a polite nod toward the dwarf.

"Thank you." Sebastian replied.

"Your companion Rider and Dragon arrived a day ago, Ambassador." The dwarf continued to speak. "They rest over there," he pointed into the city, toward the grand towers, "along with the other companions that have arrived on the Dragon Rider Council's behalf. You are expected to meet with King Orik and his Advisors tonight to discuss plans. Follow me!" The dwarf commanded and Sebastian obeyed, not wanting to get lost un the underground city. His mouth fell down in awe as he walked within the caverns of the great city, idly wondering when he would see his companions so they could discuss plans; he was dying for some action.

[Tismri]

Shiki gave his sword a few good swings against the empty air before him, recalling to memory some of the newer moves he had learned from watching the dwarves. They had an entirely different style of fighting, but he was able to adapt it to his own in a way that would likely catch his enemies off guard.
You should practice more magic, Yuki told him, eyeing his swinging sword with a dissatisfied snort. You're still pretty weak in that area.
I will, he stated rather noncommitally. It felt to him that one of the first spells anyone learned was a fire spell, and the very thought was what caused him to hesitate. He stuck mostly to healing spells and occasionally practiced aggressive magic using other elements, but he always felt more comfortable fighting with his blade. He continued swinging.
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Weiss stood politely to the side of the room as she observed the dwarves and few humans present. Arya had chosen her to be the elven nation's representative at this counsel. Of course, there were plenty of others more suitable to the task, her father included. Weiss had more of a feeling that this was to be a bit of a break for her, after all the fighting she had recently done against the Shade's Army. Two rather severe losses in a row had taken quite a toll on her. But it was not something either Arya or Weiss would admit. She was educated well enough in the art of diplomacy and was likely to prove one of the most civil in attendance.
She brushed her hand over her scar. It was still rather fresh and stood out. She kept it as a reminder. It was worth the sacrifice, because she was able to send her friends to safety.

[Max452]

Sebastian followed the dwarf to the rest of the party and was a bit unnerve to find the group that he was to be companions with.
"Here you go, Ambassador." The dwarf announced to Sebastian as he presented the group. "Another dwarf will be here shortly to escort you all to he main dining hall. Feast tonight, and then, King Orik and the council will have your ears, good warriors!" The dwarf placed a hand across his chest in departing salute before returning to his post.

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Sebastian walked confidently into the massive hall. His legs ached a bit; the long climb up to the tower was long. He wondered idly how the dwarves ever managed. He spotted one of the Riders practicing with his blade (he appeared familiar), and another girl lounging off to the side, amongst some other people.

Figuring he should at least acquaint himself properly, Sebastian headed over to greet the girl. "Greetings. I am Sebastian." He announced.

[Tismri]

OOC: Hmm...I haveth a tiny idea-eth. Mostly just throwing some more random characters in here.

Weiss turned to gaze at the human who approached her. He appeared to be about her own age, though as a full blooded human, he was perhaps not quite as mature as she. He was dressed richly as humans go, and she had noted that he was treated as an ambassador. She thought he was rather young for the role, but when compared with her, representing the elven nation, he was much more suitable.
Following elven protocal, Weiss touched her fingers to her lips before twisting her hand over her chest. "Atra esterni ono thelduin, Sebastian," she told him. Her expression remained pleasant, though stoic. "My name is Weiss; I was recently chosen as representative of the elven nation." She gazed around the room again for a moment longer. Already, she missed home. She missed the openness of the forest, the leafy construction of Tialandi Hall and Ellesmera. She wasn't sure how Ruby managed, travelling all the time; but she was always the more rambunctious of the two of them. Life on the road probably suited her.
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I will never comprehend you, Marek, Malevolence stated as he observed the surroundings of the underground dwarven city. Although he had little preference toward anything, this location rather uncomfortably reminded him of all those years spent motionless and lethargic beneath that ruined fort.
You spend so much time every day concerned for your wife and daughter--admittedly not without reason. He had learned from Marek a while ago that Karliah had been the one to confirm the existance of the Shade Rider some months ago, and that she had been left rather shell shocked and traumatized by the experience. And yet you accepted the commission given to you to leave them behind and represent humans in this dark hole miles away. Really, which is more important to you? Your duty or your family?