Desert Rose
Adored Muse
An oasis amongst a world of injustice, a land of peace and prosperity. Vahlana, praise be to the lands, with verdant towers that reach the heavens and earth abound with riches. Look to the horizon, where our mountainous walls challenge even the sun’s rays. Feast your eyes upon the cumulus mountains that dot our skies, we do not fear their shadows in this land, because their rain but makes us grow stronger. Here, in mighty Vahlana, the lifeblood of the world flows together and our harmonious song competes even with that of the heavenly choirs. We are the shepherds of opulence. Join our flock, and you too will learn the songs of amity, those songs with which we use to protect and to grow. Rodolfo Albern Hawthorn Sylas Von Rothenburg III |
The sun was up and lingering over the dark majestic green canopy. The once quiet market place began to buzz with all sorts of people as shops began to open. It was a pleasant city for the most part. Tensions were always high in Vahlana, it was something that you just adapted to over time. This was the place of opportunity, a place where one could easily start anew. The world was slowly becoming more dangerous which led to a sudden growth in Vahlana.
Viscount Belmont Edwards Rotheschilde Von Rothenberg, Second member of the Vahlana High Council:
His footsteps echoed down the long corridor that made every prisoner shutter. It was his duty to keep Vahlana safe and functioning at its best. He took his job very seriously and no one would be free of punishment that deserved it. There were moments when the necromancy elf couldn't help but wear a cruel smile as he saw the prisoners move back in their cells as he past by them.
The echo finally stopped and blue eyes stared at the prisoner he sought. He watched as he and a couple others in the cell moved to the very back of the cell.
"After all I've done for you, this is how I'm repaid?" Belmont asked disappointment clear in his voice.
"You've given us-" the man began to speak before suddenly yelling in pain. He looked down at his left forearm where a rune symbol etched its way into his skin.
The elf opened the cell door and walked in moving close to the man now crippling before him as he began to scream in pain. "I can't afford to kill you, but think about what you've done. You selfish mongrel"
The man fell to the floor holding his arm where the rune symbol for pain completed on his forearm. Only one other in the cell was brave enough to approach him as she knelt down beside the crippled form.
"oh.. no, you don't." Belmont said reaching down grabbing her brunette locks pulling her back away ignoring her cries. "He dies alone." He said walking out of the cell and dragged her out with him.
"You don't deserve to be part of the high council, you betray what you stand for. You evil-" The girl was suddenly shut up with a heavy slam of her body going into the wall while the cell door closed and locked.
Belmont looked at her and noticed the fear in her eyes but also the anger and bravery that was there. This concerned him greatly and he wondered how many others held the same spirit as the two he just encountered. He called a guard over and threw her over to him "She possess a great deal of energy." was all he had to do and walked away ignoring her cries as the guard dragged her away.
With that the elf left to go outside and enjoy the beautiful morning and the small buzzing in the marketplace. After all he wanted to keep appearances up, so that the people would know that the council members were in fact reachable and actually concerned for the citizens. A smile plastered his face as he walked tall and straight greeting all he passed. While he walked towards the herbal shop as he often did to check on the only known alchemist in Vahlana.