Endless Thundaza
Thunderboi
{As this is a sequel to a roleplay on another site, this story is only open to certain players. Thanks for understanding}
Much has happened within the two years since Arcanum's newest monarch, King Jynn, has inherited the throne from his mother, the late Queen Shiva de la Alexandria. But the most prominent change to the land was the dissolution of the magical barrier separating the World Below and the Overworld. Created by Jynn's grandfather, King Alexander, to separate the humans from the magical entities of the Ovwerworld; feys. Unfortunately, hundreds of years of separation has caused the magic that used to pour into the human world to disappear, causing life within it to become harsh. However, the humans and feys managed to find a truce amongst each other, and King Jynn felt that it was time to destroy the barrier.
During the two years, magic was slowly seeping back to the human world. But the change was slow, and it would take decades for the land to regain the magic it once had. To help the humans get by, Jynn offered to negotiate with the ruler of the Kingdom of Sondon, King Alderon Niles. The hope is to open trade between the Overworld and World Below. However, the removal of the barrier and the gradual return of magic have not gone unnoticed, and it would appear that not everyone is welcoming of these fey allies Alderon has made...
Prologue
Written by me and
Stardustblade358
. Blue for Jynn, purple for Helios.
Within one of the spires of the Kilkes Seres palace, the monarch of Arcanum sits in his office, rummaging through papers. Most of them are letters, some of them are confidential plans. But in his right hand, a letter written by the human king, Alderon, has kept his attention. It is an invitation, a response to Jynn’s proposal to meet in person in order to propose a union between the World Below and Arcanum.
From the nearest window, a white dove would land outside the glass panes. With the gentle breeze blowing against the curtains, the dove would hop down from the windowciel, and fly across the busy office of the monarch to land on some of the papers. The dove would push he paperwork aside, making space of bare desk before the dove spoke up. "Who would think that becoming King would involve so much paperwork?" The dove asked, smoke surrounding the being, only to dissipate to reveal a young man sitting on the desk, one leg crossed over the other as he casually sat next to the monarch on his desk. Shimmering blue eyes would trace the sight of the invitation, recognizing the handwriting of the king below. Helios had never forgiven the king for what he did. And he never would. It was one of those instances where forgiveness was an option, and it was one that he would not grant. Yet the relationship was cordial. For the sake of both worlds, trade and communications had opened, which led to a new age of advancement and cultural change as above as below. "I am assuming he said yes. But your expression suggests there are caveats to consider."
Jynn’s eyes would hover over the desk, full of paperwork. “Yeah. It’s been quite busy for me these past two years. I’ve hardly found the time to clean this desk.” If Helios was looking closely, he would notice a large majority of letters are to and from Lord Raiden of Mystras, Jynn’s father, who he often does collaborative work with. To Jynn, it is good that his father is willing to back him up, even on more pressing matters, and they almost always reach a solution even when they disagree on certain topics.
Jynn looks back at Alderon’s letter once Helios makes his assumptions and concerns. He nods. “Indeed, there is a lot going on my mind. I guess it’s easy to say that this will be my biggest project yet as a leader.” He places the paper down on the desk, and faces Helios. “My friend, may I ask for your cooperation on this? I know that you’ve had a terrible experience in the human world, and that you and Alderon will never be on even ground. But I’m going to need someone who knows the land in order for this to have a chance at succeeding.”
Helios could not help but to hum at his comments, eyes scanning the letters that littered the desk. It was hard to figure out what was what, but the handwriting gave it away. The relation between the sovereign of lightning and his son had always been a contested affair outside of the royal halls. Nevertheless it ended the same; lightning always came before thunder, but the storm usually followed right after.
"The war may be over but all we have agreed on is a standstill and acknowledgment of each other's existence when it was once a secret under your mother's reign." It was Arianna, Ren and him that would find maps and documents in regards to the world below and its existence. A whole world that had been hidden away from history. After the war the existence was just there. With the exception of a few interactions and transports between the worlds, it was all very informal. The worlds were still separate. But now with both worlds at a stable standstill..
"You know I hold no gripe against humanity." He shrugged. Alderon on the other hand... "Of course I will go, Jynn. To leave you alone down there will be less than stellar. If anything, maybe my presence will guilt Alderon into a more favorable circumstance." He offered with a toothy grin. Guilt was not something he indulged in. But it was an advantage that they could take. He reached over and gently pulled the letter from Jynn's hand, fingers tracing the handwriting of the human king. "I would think of inviting Aura within our ranks to represent a voice for the humans outside of noble status. Should that not be viable I should remember enough." He pressed the letter against his lips in thought. "This should be an interesting reuinion."
Jynn chuckles quietly at Helios’ claim. “Well, using guilt aside, I’m glad to hear you’re willing to join me. This is going to be a momentous occasion, as it has been thousands of years since the two worlds last coexisted.” He looks down at the desk, reminiscing about his mother. “It’s unfortunate that mother kept the human world’s existence a secret. Father has told me that she wanted to lift the barrier separating the worlds, but that was unfortunately moments before she was assassinated.” He sighs before clenching his fists. “She was forced into a position she was not ready for. The more I researched Arcanum’s history, the more I found out that grandfather was not a caring ruler. He was a tyrant who hid behind a passionate facade. His reign led to many innocents’ suffering. I hope to reverse the evils he has committed in whatever way I can.”
As Helios talked, the mention of Aura causes Jynn to raise an eyebrow. He remembers that Helios was putting efforts in to find her. “Oh? Did you manage to find Aura?”
Helios would shake his head. "Ney. Not a single trace. My network is vast, but it is not enough to locate her in two worlds worth of territory." Which was a shame. Last time he had gotten into contact was months ago. No location, only that she lived and continued to do so. Not even details on her whereabouts. But for someone on the run, it was enough. Helios listened to Jynn's small proclamation of the past, and how he hoped to make rights to the wrongs his ancestors had created. "Stress for the future of your present kingdom, Jynn. Lest you become blinded, remember that the past cannot be changed. Not any longer, anyways." He mused, a smile on his lips. "If you wish to make up for the mistakes of the past generation, make sure that you create a bright future for those that come after us. Once that is done, then you may focus on the smaller details." He pushed himself off the desk, bare feet landing on the cold tile floor. "Well then. Will there be any other possible members to this party heading to meet with the king? He is but one of many that rule the land below. But a single contract may help us open to the others."
Jynn took Helios’ words to heart, knowing that changing the past is not always possible. But now it’s time for the young monarch to make things better than they used to. Jynn raises from his seat and places a hand on Helios’ shoulder, offering a smile. “Well let’s get to it then. We have two worlds to reunite! I’ll recruit some old friends of ours. We should first start out with Dawson.”
Helios would not be surprised by the suggestion of Dawson. The knight himself was an important figure and ally, after all. Helios would cross his arms, only to feel the touch of small feet against his shoulder. The sight of a small robin like bird perching on it before it sang a tune. Helios reached a hand out, rubbing beneath their chin. “I would suggest Typhon. He may be blunt, but what he lacks in eyes he makes up in every other sense. The Wendigo have long retreated from all political involvement since the war. But there are a few clans that may offer their assistance, should we need a representative. If you can handle the smell.” It was no secret that they fought on the side of the Fey, and lost many warriors. Including a Wendigo Fey representative at the hands of the errant knight of the kingdom of Sodon. “I do not know if Jari would be up for political debate if the knight is present. That would be taking a gamble.” He added, his attention back to the bird that melted under his touch, practically almost falling over before having to do an emergency landing on Jynns paperwork.
Jynn nods to Helios’ suggestions. “I’ll take any help we can get. I think I’ve heard Dawson and Typhon are friends of sorts, so that would be convenient. Dawson runs the Dancing Pheasant canteen here in Kilkes Seres, a rather successful and popular restaurant at that.” He looks to the small bird that landed on his papers and offers his index finger for it to step up on.
Jynn looks back to Helios. “Do we know what Wendigo clans would offer assistance?”
The bird chirped and tilted its head, before happily hopping onto the kings finger. It gave a cheerful tune, and Helios closed his eyes. “The tribes of Tarsus, Sphenoid, and Ulna are the ones most open for cooperations, last I heard. Out of all of these, it is the Ulna Tribe whose routes resides closest to the capital.” Helios explained. The Wendigo were one of the many species within the world above, and ones that spread within smaller sections and tribes, as their innate scent of death and cannibalism tendencies would deter most. “Alas. Choose a delegation that you know represents what you wish to demonstrate to the humans. A mixture of various species that live together and all are placing their effort in a joint existence. An example that we can place for humanity to lead on.” Sodon would be the stepping stone to the rest of humanity. Where they could work together to form laws and alliances that benefited both worlds at their new coexistence. Something stronger and more stable than the wavering placements that had been existing for the past two years while both sides recovered. “Whoever you invite, remember what they will represent beyond their species.”
And thus, the duo make their way to the Dancing Pheasant to meet up with Jynn's old palico Dawson.
Much has happened within the two years since Arcanum's newest monarch, King Jynn, has inherited the throne from his mother, the late Queen Shiva de la Alexandria. But the most prominent change to the land was the dissolution of the magical barrier separating the World Below and the Overworld. Created by Jynn's grandfather, King Alexander, to separate the humans from the magical entities of the Ovwerworld; feys. Unfortunately, hundreds of years of separation has caused the magic that used to pour into the human world to disappear, causing life within it to become harsh. However, the humans and feys managed to find a truce amongst each other, and King Jynn felt that it was time to destroy the barrier.
During the two years, magic was slowly seeping back to the human world. But the change was slow, and it would take decades for the land to regain the magic it once had. To help the humans get by, Jynn offered to negotiate with the ruler of the Kingdom of Sondon, King Alderon Niles. The hope is to open trade between the Overworld and World Below. However, the removal of the barrier and the gradual return of magic have not gone unnoticed, and it would appear that not everyone is welcoming of these fey allies Alderon has made...
Prologue
Written by me and
Stardustblade358
. Blue for Jynn, purple for Helios.Within one of the spires of the Kilkes Seres palace, the monarch of Arcanum sits in his office, rummaging through papers. Most of them are letters, some of them are confidential plans. But in his right hand, a letter written by the human king, Alderon, has kept his attention. It is an invitation, a response to Jynn’s proposal to meet in person in order to propose a union between the World Below and Arcanum.
From the nearest window, a white dove would land outside the glass panes. With the gentle breeze blowing against the curtains, the dove would hop down from the windowciel, and fly across the busy office of the monarch to land on some of the papers. The dove would push he paperwork aside, making space of bare desk before the dove spoke up. "Who would think that becoming King would involve so much paperwork?" The dove asked, smoke surrounding the being, only to dissipate to reveal a young man sitting on the desk, one leg crossed over the other as he casually sat next to the monarch on his desk. Shimmering blue eyes would trace the sight of the invitation, recognizing the handwriting of the king below. Helios had never forgiven the king for what he did. And he never would. It was one of those instances where forgiveness was an option, and it was one that he would not grant. Yet the relationship was cordial. For the sake of both worlds, trade and communications had opened, which led to a new age of advancement and cultural change as above as below. "I am assuming he said yes. But your expression suggests there are caveats to consider."
Jynn’s eyes would hover over the desk, full of paperwork. “Yeah. It’s been quite busy for me these past two years. I’ve hardly found the time to clean this desk.” If Helios was looking closely, he would notice a large majority of letters are to and from Lord Raiden of Mystras, Jynn’s father, who he often does collaborative work with. To Jynn, it is good that his father is willing to back him up, even on more pressing matters, and they almost always reach a solution even when they disagree on certain topics.
Jynn looks back at Alderon’s letter once Helios makes his assumptions and concerns. He nods. “Indeed, there is a lot going on my mind. I guess it’s easy to say that this will be my biggest project yet as a leader.” He places the paper down on the desk, and faces Helios. “My friend, may I ask for your cooperation on this? I know that you’ve had a terrible experience in the human world, and that you and Alderon will never be on even ground. But I’m going to need someone who knows the land in order for this to have a chance at succeeding.”
Helios could not help but to hum at his comments, eyes scanning the letters that littered the desk. It was hard to figure out what was what, but the handwriting gave it away. The relation between the sovereign of lightning and his son had always been a contested affair outside of the royal halls. Nevertheless it ended the same; lightning always came before thunder, but the storm usually followed right after.
"The war may be over but all we have agreed on is a standstill and acknowledgment of each other's existence when it was once a secret under your mother's reign." It was Arianna, Ren and him that would find maps and documents in regards to the world below and its existence. A whole world that had been hidden away from history. After the war the existence was just there. With the exception of a few interactions and transports between the worlds, it was all very informal. The worlds were still separate. But now with both worlds at a stable standstill..
"You know I hold no gripe against humanity." He shrugged. Alderon on the other hand... "Of course I will go, Jynn. To leave you alone down there will be less than stellar. If anything, maybe my presence will guilt Alderon into a more favorable circumstance." He offered with a toothy grin. Guilt was not something he indulged in. But it was an advantage that they could take. He reached over and gently pulled the letter from Jynn's hand, fingers tracing the handwriting of the human king. "I would think of inviting Aura within our ranks to represent a voice for the humans outside of noble status. Should that not be viable I should remember enough." He pressed the letter against his lips in thought. "This should be an interesting reuinion."
Jynn chuckles quietly at Helios’ claim. “Well, using guilt aside, I’m glad to hear you’re willing to join me. This is going to be a momentous occasion, as it has been thousands of years since the two worlds last coexisted.” He looks down at the desk, reminiscing about his mother. “It’s unfortunate that mother kept the human world’s existence a secret. Father has told me that she wanted to lift the barrier separating the worlds, but that was unfortunately moments before she was assassinated.” He sighs before clenching his fists. “She was forced into a position she was not ready for. The more I researched Arcanum’s history, the more I found out that grandfather was not a caring ruler. He was a tyrant who hid behind a passionate facade. His reign led to many innocents’ suffering. I hope to reverse the evils he has committed in whatever way I can.”
As Helios talked, the mention of Aura causes Jynn to raise an eyebrow. He remembers that Helios was putting efforts in to find her. “Oh? Did you manage to find Aura?”
Helios would shake his head. "Ney. Not a single trace. My network is vast, but it is not enough to locate her in two worlds worth of territory." Which was a shame. Last time he had gotten into contact was months ago. No location, only that she lived and continued to do so. Not even details on her whereabouts. But for someone on the run, it was enough. Helios listened to Jynn's small proclamation of the past, and how he hoped to make rights to the wrongs his ancestors had created. "Stress for the future of your present kingdom, Jynn. Lest you become blinded, remember that the past cannot be changed. Not any longer, anyways." He mused, a smile on his lips. "If you wish to make up for the mistakes of the past generation, make sure that you create a bright future for those that come after us. Once that is done, then you may focus on the smaller details." He pushed himself off the desk, bare feet landing on the cold tile floor. "Well then. Will there be any other possible members to this party heading to meet with the king? He is but one of many that rule the land below. But a single contract may help us open to the others."
Jynn took Helios’ words to heart, knowing that changing the past is not always possible. But now it’s time for the young monarch to make things better than they used to. Jynn raises from his seat and places a hand on Helios’ shoulder, offering a smile. “Well let’s get to it then. We have two worlds to reunite! I’ll recruit some old friends of ours. We should first start out with Dawson.”
Helios would not be surprised by the suggestion of Dawson. The knight himself was an important figure and ally, after all. Helios would cross his arms, only to feel the touch of small feet against his shoulder. The sight of a small robin like bird perching on it before it sang a tune. Helios reached a hand out, rubbing beneath their chin. “I would suggest Typhon. He may be blunt, but what he lacks in eyes he makes up in every other sense. The Wendigo have long retreated from all political involvement since the war. But there are a few clans that may offer their assistance, should we need a representative. If you can handle the smell.” It was no secret that they fought on the side of the Fey, and lost many warriors. Including a Wendigo Fey representative at the hands of the errant knight of the kingdom of Sodon. “I do not know if Jari would be up for political debate if the knight is present. That would be taking a gamble.” He added, his attention back to the bird that melted under his touch, practically almost falling over before having to do an emergency landing on Jynns paperwork.
Jynn nods to Helios’ suggestions. “I’ll take any help we can get. I think I’ve heard Dawson and Typhon are friends of sorts, so that would be convenient. Dawson runs the Dancing Pheasant canteen here in Kilkes Seres, a rather successful and popular restaurant at that.” He looks to the small bird that landed on his papers and offers his index finger for it to step up on.
Jynn looks back to Helios. “Do we know what Wendigo clans would offer assistance?”
The bird chirped and tilted its head, before happily hopping onto the kings finger. It gave a cheerful tune, and Helios closed his eyes. “The tribes of Tarsus, Sphenoid, and Ulna are the ones most open for cooperations, last I heard. Out of all of these, it is the Ulna Tribe whose routes resides closest to the capital.” Helios explained. The Wendigo were one of the many species within the world above, and ones that spread within smaller sections and tribes, as their innate scent of death and cannibalism tendencies would deter most. “Alas. Choose a delegation that you know represents what you wish to demonstrate to the humans. A mixture of various species that live together and all are placing their effort in a joint existence. An example that we can place for humanity to lead on.” Sodon would be the stepping stone to the rest of humanity. Where they could work together to form laws and alliances that benefited both worlds at their new coexistence. Something stronger and more stable than the wavering placements that had been existing for the past two years while both sides recovered. “Whoever you invite, remember what they will represent beyond their species.”
And thus, the duo make their way to the Dancing Pheasant to meet up with Jynn's old palico Dawson.
