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Kouka izumi Segunda
Posts : 55 Join date : 2009-10-08 Location : My flower built castle
| Subject: flower of Betrayal - Near completely changed (read all)-New Vizard Thu Oct 08, 2009 9:13 am | |
| Name: Kouka izumi Nick name/alias: Kou-Kou (from sister) The Green one (enemies) Natures Penitent (allies) Rank: Elite Age: 143 Visual Age: 20 Gender: Male Ex-Division: Kidou Corps Personality: Kouka is a quiet boy who loves to read. He wishes that his Onee-chan would stop hating him. Kouka loves to be around people even though he stays quiet most of the time. He usualy stays calm and cool during fights and is a strategist always using reaserch to defeat his opponents. Kouka is fond of both genders. Picture: Physical Appearance: Kouka has long black hair that is usually put in a pony tail with a golden band, he has blood red eyes and he has a red omega tatoo on his forehead. Kouka has a scar running down the left side of his face that starts at the top of his eyebrow and ends at his cheek. He usually covers it up with makeup. Kouka loves to draw flowers petals on his arm, usually the first flower he sees when he wakes up. Clothing: Kouka normally wears a gold and navy blue robe and a olive green cloak. Kouka can sometimes be seen in a silver robe with a silver cloak flowing off of his back. Traits: Kouka likes to observe nature and human emotions. History/Background: Kouka was born into money and thought his life was great. Kouka has a sister named Kiniko and an odd family that always seemed on edge. Throughout time the family buisseness started to fail and money dwindled. His sister and parents always fought until the tragic day in which Kiniko walked out the door to go to school and never came back home. Kouka's parents were odd after the incident, they always broke out in pure laughter when talking about Kiniko which drove kouka mad. Kouka was always told that Kiniko ran away, so he always spent his free time looking for her. One day Kouka finally gave up on searching for his sister and later saw a black butterfly fly around his house every so often. A few years after first seeing the black butterfly Kouka left his friends house and walked in the front door to see his sister in a goth lotia dress spattered with blood and shrieking with laughter. Kouka finally noticed a blade on the ground fully drenched in blood next to his parents. Kouka screamed to his sister asking why the hell she would kill his family. Kiniko turned around gave him a twisted smile then disappeared into thin air. Kouka died because when his sister disappeared his heart gave out due to intensive shock. A mysterious shinigami with beautiful silver eyes and hair looked at Kouka's soul and saw that he looked so much like one of the aspiring Kidou users so he sent Kouka to the soul society. When Kouka got sent to the Soul Society he awoke in a flower patch of Chrysanthimums and felt their feelings and freaked out at this form of ESP. Kouka wandered the Soul Society until he reached the gates of this most wonderous of schools. When he walked up to the gates he got stopped by a gate warder and was asked by the warders for his reason to be here. The mysterious shinigami jump over the gates and grabbed Kouka by the arm and told the warders to lay off for Kouka was with him. The male said that his name was Gin Ichimaru and he was the captian of the third division. Gin said that he felt massive spiritual pressure emminating off of Kouka, so he asked if kouka could under go the trial to make it into Shinou Academy. Kouka aced the trial and made it into a high class specialized in powerful Kidou and sword fighting. Kouka aspired to be in Kidou Corps because he is powerful in Kidou and wants to get closer to his sister. Kouka would love to become equally ranked with his sister and to hopefully outshine her so she could get a sense of respect towards him. Kouka becomes super determined for this goal and works tooth and nail to prove himself. Kouka's powers are flower based like his sister and wants to mend the world with nature's grace. When Kouka got excepted into kidou corps he easily surpassed many of the veteran members who were always shocked by his abilities. Kouka was so happy when he gained a higher rank than his sister to the point that whenever he thought about his rank he smiled. Kouka was noticed by his captain to have a rare gateway ability which at the flick of his fingers allows him to summon up a Senkaimon that only he and whoever he wants to follow use. Kouka spends alot of time on missions to the human world to eradicate hollows and bring souls back into the soul society. People have stated that Kouka's strength excels beyond the ex-captain Tessai Tsukabishi of the Kidou Corps and he could manipulate time and space. Kouka is far too intelligent for kind, he has easily been learning forbidden kidou to help out the world during this crisis and knows that if he gets caught he will be put under a life sentence exile and will never be allowed into the soul society. Kouka always tried to spend time with his sister but was always busy for he has been put under grandeur levels of stress and has a larger responsibility that the normal shinigami could never handle. Kouka never really gets much time to spend and his sister is always away on missions during his free time so he heads out to his favorite garden and talks to his flowers for a few peaceful moments and to clear his head. Kouka is always ready to tackle the world for a better future that might never come, but Kouka believes that if someone is to do it, it will be him. Kouka is renown for going ballistic during fights and always completes his missions to their entirety. Kouka fights with nature and kidou which is obviously known by everyone and can do some messed up stuff to his enemies when it comes down to torture. Kouka is the perfect strategist and knows how to assign roles to fight his enemies without a single casualty pertaining to his allies. Kouka has fought fights with hollows, vaizards, arrancars, and even an Espada and was the victor to each fight. When Kouka interrogates an enemy he leaves his enemies in a state of health that if they get poked by a needle they will practically fall down dead. Kouka has many ways of fighting and every step in the fights leads the enemy closer to death. Kouka rarely ever breaks sweat when he fights. Only two fights Kouka has had trouble with, once was when he fought a high ranking Espada which had to end with Hadō 88 Hiryugekizokushintenraiho which by then the Espada vaporized into air as if he had never been there. The second was when Kouka fought a superhuman who dealt in the use of so called "curse magic". The superhuman used an ability that placed the omega mark on his forehead and causes Kouka's powers to become unstablized when Kouka is around him specifically and or those who have the same ability. Kouka felt that he was not powerful enough to make his life goals become reality so he set out to find the race leader Kenta taila of the vizards. Kouka found Kenta and asked with pure desperation saying that he needed power ultimate to suceed and achieve his life-long goals. Kenta felt the immense Reiatsu and Reiryoku emmiting from Kouka's spirit. Kenta then noticed that Kouka held himself as if he were a captain, so Kenta said that he would train Kouka how to acquire his hollow mask. Kouka went through plenty of training with Kenta and the outher Vizards. Kouka oviously gained his mask extremely fast and strength was increased ten-fold and loved this new power. Kouka's strength in kidou became equal to that of a gods, Kouka physical strength also became extremely powerful. Kouka's kidou spells affects have been changed into a more hollow like form, they are the same hado and bakudo spells yet they have been changed into a more death-like form. The many other vizards were extremely impressed by my accomplishments as a vizard to the point that they all start to accept as a member of their "family" and is most always with another vizard when they go out to "hunt". Kouka's bankai and shikai were changed to match his "new self" and is a little bit darker than normal. Kouka now has an innate ability to absorb the souls of those he kills and they increase his soul power. Kouka is now the Demon of Nature. Kouka is soft-hearted and has the voice of an angel. Yes Kouka controls nature but he can sing animals and insects into an unadulterated tranquil state once they hear his musical notes. Kouka doesn't exactly control noise and sound vibrations he can resonate the air around him to make the noises he makes different. Kouka is extremely capable of near anything, he is powerful in kidou and melee. RP sample: (made up Espada) Kouka quickly looked around the corner to see his enemy the Espada Methos Granzoe. Kouka created a strategy in his head, he would send a weak blast of kidou onto the ground to gain Methos's attention. Methos fell for the distraction, Kouka used Hadō 58 Tenran on Methos and blew directly on the wall. Methos cursed at the wind, when he got impact he used his cero which came out of the holes found on his hand. Kouka easily responded to this by using a teleportation kidou, sending him to the side of his enemy and allowing him to use a small range fire punch landing a pure blow onto Methos and completly eating away the left side of his face. "How dare you, you ruined my eye, i can't see in it. You will pay for this, in a much greater painful way!" screached Methos, "Your blood is Mine!". Kouka laughs at Methos and says a chant that then starts to turn the earth around Methos into draining quick sand. Methos launches another cero which again in turn misses Kouka. Kouka keeps on avoiding Methos's attacks and always strikes back with a damaging blow. Finally Kouka releases his blade-staff and calls his chrysanthemums up from the earth to devour on Methos's stone-hard body. Kouka calls on his flower to turn into divine mode and shoots out blasts of light that slowly sear the flesh off of Methos. Methos continues to scream in pain for he cannot do anything to this single shinigami yet the shinigami can do everything to him. "Time for the swarm!," shouts Kouka, " Time for death!" Kouka uses his ultimate ability and sends down a multitude of flowers that have all kinds of different effects, attributes, and abilities onto Methos. Methos could not avoid this ability, it was to godly strong and started to quickly destroy his entirety. The screams continued to rage forth from Methos. Kouka cocoons Methos in the flowers and walks uses his gateway ability to teleport him back to HQ. Methos is now completely dead and Kouka's mission is complete. What a good day indeed!
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| | | Kenta Talia Gouryoku Hanshin-Leader-
Posts : 522 Join date : 2009-08-05
| Subject: Re: flower of Betrayal - Near completely changed (read all)-New Vizard Fri Oct 09, 2009 3:47 am | |
| it is asked that you extend the written appearance. | |
| | | Kenta Talia Gouryoku Hanshin-Leader-
Posts : 522 Join date : 2009-08-05
| Subject: Re: flower of Betrayal - Near completely changed (read all)-New Vizard Wed Oct 14, 2009 3:22 am | |
| approved, but you can not be a kidou corps elite, they already have a captain. | |
| | | Shirou
Posts : 57 Join date : 2009-09-30 Age : 29
| Subject: Re: flower of Betrayal - Near completely changed (read all)-New Vizard Wed Oct 14, 2009 6:52 am | |
| I'm afraid that since it is a Vizard, Kenta will have to approve, however, I noticed that there are spots open as an elite in there, so I guess it looks fine. Objections? | |
| | | Kenta Talia Gouryoku Hanshin-Leader-
Posts : 522 Join date : 2009-08-05
| Subject: Re: flower of Betrayal - Near completely changed (read all)-New Vizard Thu Oct 15, 2009 2:07 am | |
| approved as a vizard, please post in the rankings topic. | |
| | | Kouka izumi Segunda
Posts : 55 Join date : 2009-10-08 Location : My flower built castle
| Subject: Re: flower of Betrayal - Near completely changed (read all)-New Vizard Sat Jun 05, 2010 9:47 pm | |
| Vizard Application---------------------------------------------------- Name: Kouka Izumi Alias/Nicknames: Flora Age 450 Visual Age: early twenties Zanpakutō's Name: Flor dos céus eternos ( Flower of the eternal heavens ) Ex Division/Current Rank: Kido Corps Mask Empowerments: Gargantua, Cero Mask Duration: 6 Posts by default. Cooldown 5 posts. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Personality: Kouka is a quiet guy who loves to read. He wishes that his Onee-chan (Kiniko Izumi) would stop hating him. Kouka loves to be around people even though he stays quiet most of the time. He usually stays calm and cool during fights and is a strategist always using research to defeat his opponents. Kouka will cling onto those that he loves with all of his heart. Kouka protects all of his loves with grandeur succession, he cant stand the death of his beloveds. Kouka is soft-hearted but is a ballistic fighter, he can become the coldest person alive. The death of his enemies means very little to nothing to him. Kouka is a perfect singer, his voice can sooth his allies and enemies hearts if they have love and compassion. Since Kouka is almost always in a tranquil state he is always bringing animals toward himself. Animals love Kouka for he is their only humanoid friend that they can trust to not harm them. Kouka hates people who harm nature. Birthday: March 23 Birthplace: Hokkaido, Japan Natural Race: Shinigami/Human Family/Relatives: Kiniko Izumi (Sister - Unknown) Mao Izumi (Deceased-Mother) Bara Izumi(Father-Deceased) --------------------------------------------------------------- Likes:-Nature -Earth -Wisdom -Philosophy -Music -Dreams -Peace -Harmony -books -Computers -Knowledge Dislikes:-Hollows -Fire -Death -Destruction -War -Plague -Famine -Ignorance -Sins Hobbies:-Playing Piano -Singing -Dancing -Writing -Poetry -Drawing Favorite Food:-Spinach -Broccoli -Brussels Sprouts -Sunflowers -Fish -Sushi -Ramon Noodles Favorite Music-Classical -Punk -Emo -Contemporary -Pop -Jazz -Broadway/Musical Forte in Sports:-Tennis -Soccer -Golf -Swimming -Freerunning -Parkour Special Skill:Basic: -Cooking -Writing -Singing -Dancing -Acting Special: -Seeing and hearing, Kouka can see very far away things and can hear things that beyond normal people cannot. ----------------------------------------- Appearance - Spoiler:
Kouka's look and appearance has totally changed. His features are slightly more evil and cold. Though Kouka's gigai is the same as his older appearance. He looks a lot better than he used to and he is near perfection. The whole look change was do to extensive usage of his mask and his skin has become very hard like a hierro. But not as hard as a Hierro but close. Kouka has an omega mark on his forehead that appears whenever he is around super humans. Each of Kouka's fingernails are painted green to match the color of plant leaves. Kouka's eye color is green and his hair color is red and oragned at the mid to bottom section and the top of his hair is colored black with many highlight orange and red strands running through. His skin lastly is semi-pale. -Preferred Wardrobe: Kouka wears a skin tight outfit that shows off his muscle packs. His top is a navy blue silk covering with druidic gold linen that is embroiders the back of his shirt. He wears greenish gray tinged gloves that go up to his mid upper arm. at the top trim of the glove a beautiful purple diamond resides (well two because one is on each arm) with lovely feathers fringing off here and there. At the wrist section there is a kido magnet. Kido magnets allow easier usage of kido, adds more power too, and helps add directional coursing. On his other glove there is no magnet but a bakudo hoop wrister and three healer's tears gems located on the wrister. The gems enhance hewaling polarities and the hoop enables better protective power. On Kouka's waist resides a leather belt that holds a shaman dream catcher. It protects Kouka's dreams from invaders. Kouka's shirt reaches down over his butt and has wicked gold tendrils that are beautiful in a mysterious way. Kouka's pants have beautiful spider web embroidery all over. Kouka almost always wears perfectly made jazz shoes. Mask Appearance: *Whole set* - Spoiler:
Inner Hollow Appearance: *Imagine a hollow hole in her abdomen and her skin paler* - Spoiler:
Height: 5'7 Weight: 132 lbs Blood Type: P+ Measurements: ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- StoryKouka was born into money and thought his life was great. Kouka has a sister named Kiniko and an odd family that always seemed on edge. Throughout time the family buisseness started to fail and money dwindled. His sister and parents always fought until the tragic day in which Kiniko walked out the door to go to school and never came back home. Kouka's parents were odd after the incident, they always broke out in pure laughter when talking about Kiniko which drove kouka mad. Kouka was always told that Kiniko ran away, so he always spent his free time looking for her. One day Kouka finally gave up on searching for his sister and later saw a black butterfly fly around his house every so often. A few years after first seeing the black butterfly Kouka left his friends house and walked in the front door to see his sister in a goth lotia dress spattered with blood and shrieking with laughter. Kouka finally noticed a blade on the ground fully drenched in blood next to his parents. Kouka screamed to his sister asking why the hell she would kill his family. Kiniko turned around gave him a twisted smile then disappeared into thin air. Kouka died because when his sister disappeared his heart gave out due to intensive shock. A mysterious shinigami with beautiful silver eyes and hair looked at Kouka's soul and saw that he looked so much like one of the aspiring Kidou users so he sent Kouka to the soul society. When Kouka got sent to the Soul Society he awoke in a flower patch of Chrysanthimums and felt their feelings and freaked out at this form of ESP. Kouka wandered the Soul Society until he reached the gates of this most wonderous of schools. When he walked up to the gates he got stopped by a gate warder and was asked by the warders for his reason to be here. The mysterious shinigami jump over the gates and grabbed Kouka by the arm and told the warders to lay off for Kouka was with him. The male said that his name was Gin Ichimaru and he was the captian of the third division. Gin said that he felt massive spiritual pressure emminating off of Kouka, so he asked if kouka could under go the trial to make it into Shinou Academy. Kouka aced the trial and made it into a high class specialized in powerful Kidou and sword fighting. Kouka aspired to be in Kidou Corps because he is powerful in Kidou and wants to get closer to his sister. Kouka would love to become equally ranked with his sister and to hopefully outshine her so she could get a sense of respect towards him. Kouka becomes super determined for this goal and works tooth and nail to prove himself. Kouka's powers are flower based like his sister and wants to mend the world with nature's grace. When Kouka got excepted into kidou corps he easily surpassed many of the veteran members who were always shocked by his abilities. Kouka was so happy when he gained a higher rank than his sister to the point that whenever he thought about his rank he smiled. Kouka was noticed by his captain to have a rare gateway ability which at the flick of his fingers allows him to summon up a Senkaimon that only he and whoever he wants to follow use. Kouka spends alot of time on missions to the human world to eradicate hollows and bring souls back into the soul society. People have stated that Kouka's strength excels beyond the ex-captain Tessai Tsukabishi of the Kidou Corps and he could manipulate time and space. Kouka is far too intelligent for kind, he has easily been learning forbidden kidou to help out the world during this crisis and knows that if he gets caught he will be put under a life sentence exile and will never be allowed into the soul society. Kouka always tried to spend time with his sister but was always busy for he has been put under grandeur levels of stress and has a larger responsibility that the normal shinigami could never handle. Kouka never really gets much time to spend and his sister is always away on missions during his free time so he heads out to his favorite garden and talks to his flowers for a few peaceful moments and to clear his head. Kouka is always ready to tackle the world for a better future that might never come, but Kouka believes that if someone is to do it, it will be him. Kouka is renown for going ballistic during fights and always completed his missions to their entirety. Kouka fights with nature and kidou which is obviously known by everyone and can do some messed up stuff to his enemies when it comes down to torture. Kouka is the perfect strategist and knows how to assign roles to fight his enemies without a single casualty pertaining to his allies. Kouka has fought fights with hollows, vaizards, arrancars, and even an Espada and was the victor to each fight. When Kouka interrogates an enemy he leaves his enemies in a state of health that if they get poked by a needle they will practically fall down dead. Kouka has many ways of fighting and every step in the fights leads the enemy closer to death. Kouka rarely ever broke sweat when he fought. Only two fights Kouka has had trouble with, once was when he fought a high ranking Espada which had to end with Hadō 88 Hiryugekizokushintenraiho which by then the Espada vaporized into air as if he had never been there. The second was when Kouka fought a superhuman who dealt in the use of so called "curse magic". The superhuman used an ability that placed the omega mark on his forehead and caused Kouka's powers to become unstablized when Kouka is around him specifically and or those who have the same ability. Kouka felt that he was not powerful enough to make his life goals become reality so he set out to find a source of power to enhance his powers. He searched far and near, he left his squad and moved into the world of Hueco Mundo. Kouka lived in Hueco Mundo for over forty years, living in a tree-made castle found in one of the long forgotten forests under the canopy in the deeper south. One day kouka was out decorating the forest, for his sister's birthday, after his daily meditations and physical/mental training sessions when he noticed movement in the woods. Kouka soon noticed that the thing he saw was a hollow. This hollow actually was beautiful in truth, its mask was flowery, colorful, and amazing, but it was deathly wounded. Soon Kouka neared the dying hollow when it spoke chilling words of damnation, cursing, and transference. The hollow starred at Kouka and from the ground spurred out tentacle-like vines that wrapped around Kouka and sent painful shocks into Kouka's body. The shocks were destructively painful, The hollow started to form the appearance of a humanoid woman with extremely pail skin. On her hand a hibiscus grew and many needle-like blades spurred out of it. The woman sonidoed over to Kouka and stabbed him in the stomach and completely disappeared. Her body turned into a heavy greenish shadow cloud. The cloud flowed around Kouka and then entered into his body through the puncture holes. This caused Kouka to collapse in pain, but he opened up a senkaimon to the the human world and entered. Once Kouka entered into the human world, but as he did his body hollowfied and started to attack the surrounding area. While Kouka was unconsciously moving and destroying the area around him, the Vizard organization found him and started to subdue him. They all bound him to the area and then reversed the hollow and knocked Kouka unconscious. Later Kouka woke up in a warehouse bound by chains. He was in fear when each tier in the room lit up with people all wearing hollow masks and swords drawn, pointing straight at Kouka. Kouka cried out and screamed out commands to be released. The leader of this group flickered down to kouka and told him to join them and control his power or die. Kouka had chosen to live and in time learned how to control his hollow. Now Kouka is perfecting his kido to make himself stronger and better for his savior. Kouka's strength in kidou became extremely empowered, Kouka physical strength also became extremely powerful. Kouka's kidou spells affects have been changed into a more hollow like form, they are the same hado and bakudo spells yet they have been changed into a more death-like form. The many other vizards were extremely impressed by my accomplishments as a vizard to the point that they all start to accept as a member of their "family" and is most always with another vizard when they go out to "hunt". Kouka's bankai and shikai were changed to match his "new self" and is a little bit darker than normal. Kouka now has an innate ability to absorb the souls of those he kills and they increase his soul power. Kouka now became the Demon of Nature. Fighting Style: kouka fights with strategic skills and intellect. He uses his multiple ceros to fight with and his flowery abilities and techniques. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Rp Sample - Spoiler:
Lor'themar stared at the letter upon his desk. The envelope's broken seal glinted strangely and seemed somehow to reflect his gaze through its deep violet wax. He sighed and lifted the parchment again, ignoring the ridiculous introduction and scripted lettering meant to flatter. It was upon the second page, subtly cached within a number of meandering sentences, that Aethas Sunreaver had announced his visit.
It was phrased nonchalantly, but Lor'themar now had seven years of practice in these matters and had become quite good at teasing apart such political communications. Halduron had been unimpressed. "Not even a request," his old friend and colleague had said, scowling. "He's just decided to show up, has he?"
What Halduron had not known was that Aethas had, in fact, requested audience with the regent lord several times over many months, and, uneager to confront him, Lor'themar had deliberately ignored his pleas. More recently there had been a good excuse, but Lor'themar still physically winced to think upon the events that had transpired at Quel'Danas. They, and their consequences, were still far too near.
He let the page fall back onto his desktop. Aethas had bad timing; Lor'themar had planned on traveling the day after the archmage would arrive, and he doubted he would feel compelled to postpone his original plans. That was Aethas' loss.
Lor'themar sighed. The parchment slid through his fingers as once had the long wooden shafts of Farstrider arrows. He had a good idea of what Aethas was going to ask when he arrived, and he still did not know how he wanted to answer.
Days later he stood among the red-and-gold draping in the front court of Sunfury Spire, Halduron and Rommath flanking him on either side. On his way down Halduron had stopped him, proffering a small bundle of soft crimson wool. Taking it, Lor'themar had held it up as it unraveled, beholding a regal golden phoenix upon its bloody red field: the Sunstrider tabard.
"No," he said curtly, shoving the garment back at his friend.
"You should wear it," Halduron pressed. "You are in charge, you know."
"I am the regent lord," he answered, striding forward. "Not the king."
"You may as well be," Halduron called after him. "There is no one else to take your place."
Lor'themar did not look back. The truth of Halduron's words nipped at his heels, sharp and unrelenting, as the ranger-general followed him to court.
For now, at least, Lor'themar clothed himself in the green of the Farstriders. Once Rommath would have protested and cited it unseemly for the regent to show favor toward one branch of the Thalassian leadership versus another. These days the fight had drained from the grand magister, pooling away in little eddies that left him hollow. Even now he stared vacantly into the hall, leaning so heavily onto his staff that Lor'themar could almost see him tremble as though he stood on a sheet of ice. For all the thorn in his side that Rommath had often been, Lor'themar could only find pity within his heart for the ailing mage. Kael'thas' final betrayal had left Rommath the most cold and barren of all.
The air in front of them shimmered, flashing violet—the unmistakable mark of magic. A moment later a swirling, bluish gate appeared, hovering impressively above the hall's pale ceramic tile. Aethas materialized through it, stumbling clumsily as he stepped into sight, his own awkward mannerism tarnishing the regality of his spell.
He regained his composure quickly, sweeping his robes around him as he straightened. Lor'themar could not help but notice how silly he looked; the elegant rich purple mageweave of the Kirin Tor clashed horribly with his coppery hair and refused to drape properly across his slender frame, making him seem like some small child playing at filling a grown man's place. Lor'themar only thought briefly of whose place that had been before he remembered and, shrinking from the memory, violently drowned the thought in his mind.
"Welcome home, Archmage Sunreaver," he announced, and he could still surprise himself at the skill with which he portrayed authority. Aethas flashed a nervous smile and seemed even more absurdly young than before. "Thank you, Lord Theron," he answered, bowing graciously. "Would that I were returning to stay."
"Of course," Lor'themar replied, arranging his face to appear distant. "Your correspondence has familiarized me with the intent of your visit. Come this way; my advisors and I will hear your appeal."
Ordinarily Lor'themar would have led them all to the stately meeting hall at the north end of the palace: a chamber decked in cerulean and jade overlooking the sea. This day, though, shone clear and sharp as a shard of glass, and through the colonnade the isle would be visible across the channel. To avoid looking at it, Lor'themar seated them all in an alcove to the east of the main court, facing instead the tiled and sun-shadowed rooftops of Silvermoon City.
Aethas started without a moment's hesitation.
"I am here on matters of utmost importance—ones that concern us all. I am quite sure you are aware of the growing threat in Northrend. The Kirin Tor wish to address it."
"Arthas has always been a threat," Halduron interjected evenly. "Why come to us now?"
Aethas shook his head. "It's not only Arthas, anymore," he said. "It's Malygos as well. Krasus—Korialstrasz—has informed us of Malygos' intent to end all mortals' use of magic, once and for all."
"And the Spell-Weaver would do that in what manner?" Lor'themar asked.
"By killing us all."
"I see," Lor'themar answered, sitting back into his chair. Seven years he had dealt with naught but death. Aethas' words lacked impact.
"The Kirin Tor oppose him," Aethas added.
"Naturally," Lor'themar replied.
"I want to formalize our involvement with the Kirin Tor," Aethas stated firmly. "Many members of the Kirin Tor would consider it not only prudent, but imperative, that the magi of Quel'Thalas and the Violet Citadel again work side by side, as we have for many years in the past."
"No."
Aethas' irritation shone plain on his face, a scowl deepening at the corners of his mouth and between his brows. The voice of dissent had not been Lor'themar's. Turning to the speaker, he said, "I asked the regent lord. Not the grand magister."
Rommath laughed, a low, bitter sound that rattled and shook in a mouth unused to mirth. "Well then," he answered; his voice was sharp with acrimony. Its sudden keen edge put Lor'themar on his guard. "Let the regent lord deign that I am fit to speak."
"I daresay we shall hear your opinion eventually in any case," Lor'themar said, schooling his wry tones as best he could. "It may as well be now."
Rommath's eyes glinted, brilliant chips of jade, even in the well-lit room that should have dimmed their glow. "I daresay you are not wrong, Lor'themar," he replied, never shifting his gaze from Aethas' face. His voice recalled, to Lor'themar, a coiled snake in the grass: low and fierce and merciless.
"Tell me, Archmage," Rommath began, "did Modera send you with a statement before you left? Your words drip of her false diplomacy. At least she dares not set foot here herself. She has that much of sense, I see."
"Modera agrees with me on these matters, yes," Aethas answered stiffly, thankfully wise enough not to rise to Rommath's bait.
"She agrees with you," Rommath mused, "or, rather, you agree with her, for I doubt they would send you here to speak on their behalf had you half a mind of your own."
"Damn it, Rommath." Aethas' patience snapped. "Do you have any useful criticisms to voice, or are you content to sit and insult me?"
"You are blind," Rommath replied evenly, assuredly. "They fear to face both Malygos and Arthas, and rightly so. They seek aid beyond their own capacity—and to whom have they always turned regarding matters of the arcane? Oh yes, to us. The humans of the Kirin Tor will swear up and down that you are indispensable to them, that your skills are invaluable. The moment you become inconvenient, you will be discarded." He cocked his head to the side, one long ear twitching almost imperceptibly as his eyes slid first to Halduron, then to Lor'themar. "Ask them. They know. But not as well as I."
Aethas stared blankly back at Rommath. "Quel'Thalas and the Kirin Tor have been allied for nearly two thousand years," he said. "Since we joined formally with the Horde, things have been strained, but—"
Rommath laughed again, loudly this time, mocking peals that rolled like angry waves on a stormy sea: sharp-peaked and cold.
"Since we joined the Horde," he repeated. "Oh yes, of course. And do you, Archmage Sunreaver, remember exactly why we were forced into such a pact?"
Aethas did not answer, but looked Rommath straight in the eye, unflinching.
"A false accusation," began the grand magister, "and a monumental betrayal." His eyes glittered with seething anger that nearly a decade had failed to quell. "In Dalaran," he continued, "beneath the ever-watchful Violet Eye."
"The Kirin Tor had nothing to do with—"
"I assume you mean," Rommath interrupted, "that the Kirin Tor did nothing. Did nothing to prevent it, did nothing to stop it. And instead," his voice began to rise, "left us to rot in the prisons beneath a city many of us called home as much as ever we did Silvermoon. A city our own crown prince had served as faithfully as his own homeland for longer than a human lifetime. A city we fought and died for, and at the request of the Kirin Tor. A city within whose walls they would have watched, in silence, as we all swung from a hangman's noose. Their city."
"The Kirin Tor find themselves under new leadership," Aethas answered, and Lor'themar felt that his controlled tone spoke well of the young archmage.
"That is a lie, and you know it," Rommath replied. "Rhonin Redhair may be their figurehead, but Modera and Ansirem remain on the Council. These are the same people who happily turned their eyes away when Garithos sentenced us to death. They can all rot in hell." He laughed cruelly. "At least Arugal suffered a deserving fate."
"For someone who claims to care so little, you seem to be rather well informed, Grand Magister," Aethas said.
"Which would be one of the reasons I am the grand magister of Quel'Thalas, and you are not, I would think," Rommath retorted. "And as grand magister I will tell you this: I will never send my magi to service in the name of the Violet Citadel. If you want official support in Northrend, Archmage, you will have to convince the regent lord to overrule me."
Lor'themar's fingers twitched against the smooth table top as his mouth hardened. Rommath had walked a thin line, and overstepped it.
"That is enough, Rommath," he said coolly. "You do not possess the authority to issue such ultimatums. It will be my decision whether to send our forces to Northrend—and if I so choose, you and your magi will follow orders.
"Now," he said, standing, "it is clear that to continue this will result in nothing more than petty bickering, and by all means, if the two of you wish to go on in such a manner, feel free. I, however, do not care to waste any more of my time. I would hazard the ranger-general feels similarly.
"I have business in the south," he continued, "and I had planned on leaving tomorrow. I do not think I shall disrupt those plans. You are welcome to stay, Archmage, but I may be gone a number of days."
Aethas did not reply, but he was not such a skilled diplomat as to successfully mask his irritation; it shone through in his face clear as a clarion call. Lor'themar was more than content to let him be upset. He turned to leave.
"There are those who will go to Dalaran whether you will it or not, Regent Lord," Aethas' voice called out across the room. Lor'themar paused and turned to face him as he continued. "Give me at least the blessing to speak on behalf of the regency of Silvermoon, and I will see to it that the interests of the sin'dorei are protected."
Rommath snorted in response, but thankfully said nothing. For a moment Lor'themar considered Aethas, but the younger elf was in no position to bargain. They all knew well that Aethas' skills in statesmanship were far outclassed by the other men in the room.
"I shall have a servant show you to your quarters, Archmage," Lor'themar said.
Aethas went graciously enough, sparing one or two black looks in Rommath's direction. The grand magister appeared resolute, implacable as a mountain, but Lor'themar could see the sway in his step, the lines of exhaustion that resettled heavily upon his face the moment Aethas was beyond sight. Carefully he noted Rommath's fragility; his will could be bent. Once, in the past, Lor'themar would have called it ignoble to even consider using such a thing against another. Now he recognized its necessity.
Alone now he sat by the window in his office, a place in which he spent more time these days than his own home, and recounted the afternoon's debates in his mind. Absently he twisted a long roll of the curtain between his hands as he stared across the Spire's gardens, hearing Aethas' determined voice in his head. There are those who will go to Dalaran whether you will it or not. Lor'themar could not deny that truth, but privately he agreed with Rommath's disdain. How could he trust Aethas to faithfully represent Quel'Thalas when he already cloaked himself in the dress of the Kirin Tor and used their stamps upon his correspondence? Aethas was committed to these Nexus Wars; that much was clear. How many others would he convince to follow him? And how far was he, as regent lord, obliged to protect his people when they forged into ambiguous territory?
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