Your King :}

....

My. You have a very interesting soul. :}

-@enderkingscourt

[Phil instinctually moves his hand towards his chest a little.]

...Huh? :D

[The King's eyes bore into him, staring into the puny soul. To His eyes, he sees a green like a strawberry. A green like the greenest grasses, a red like the most brilliant of rubies and a tiny speckle of pink within the red. It was hard not to hide His smile.]

...You're a player, aren't you? You seem rather... immature for a player of your age. Especially considering your... condition. :}

[The King leans forward in his throne, his intertwining fingers making the rings and jewelry click with every movement.] Tell me. What are you really doing here? Are you even aware of what the rewards would be? Surely you wouldn't think that I would turn around your immortality into a mere three live lifespan. That would be a death wish, would it not? :}

[He raises his eyebrows.]

..I didn't know you could do that? Honestly I just wanted to try it, you know..? I literally have no idea what the.. the rewards were

You joined a challenge for merely the fun of it? Without any sort of consideration for the ordeal at all, any stray thought about what sort of contract you would be opting in to?

[He considers this. And then smiles again.]

Hmmhmhmhm. I see now. Yes. You are fascinated merely by the prospect of doing something. As if playing with your buttons is not enough for you. No, no, you must slay the dragon.

[The King leans back in His chair. Stars, what has He gotten Himself into. This scrap of meat would likely be much better suited for the Overlord.]

[or better yet….]

…As you are so clearly ignorant of the rules of this game I shall so kindly inform you that this is… Part of it, of course. For slaying the dragon, the “champion” is granted playerhood. The full three lives. The ability to travel to other worlds beyond this one. [His eye catches how the commoner’s expression shifts at that.]

But. It would seem you already have playerhood, so this would not be of interest to you. Otherwise, you will be granted the finest tailor made clothes and jewelry, and will be granted automatic admission to My court, as an advisor.

You will only be required to serve for a short time before you may be freed to travel as you wish. Is that understood?

[Phil considers it for a moment. He feels sick that he actually considers the idea of abandoning what he knows for the chance at two extra lives..]

[But. No. She wouldn’t like that. He KNOWS She would hate that. And he thinks in this moment he’s more scared of what She can do than what this guy can do.]

[But still…]

…Anywhere I want? Like- Like to other servers? I can- I can see other servers?

[The King is… a bit baffled to say the least.] …Yes..

Did you.. Did you miss what I said about the riches? The court?

[Indigo rolls her eyes.]

Philza is from the Overworld. His priorities are much... different than most.

[He turns to Philza.]

It's an excellent gift, the ability to travel between servers. It's much less... lonely.

Two extra lives should be a benefit for someone like you. Additionally, if you join the court, you will be working alongside myself. Take that as you will.

…yeaahh… but.. I can’t take the two lives. I just need my one, I think.

[Maybe working alongside a person he knows may be good for him…? Another voice screamed that he shouldn’t. Blood should be spilled, fight- he silenced it with a flick of his ear.]

I have a question. How do I know you aren’t scamming me?

You question My integrity?

[The King’s guards stand to attention, as if the snarl was enough of a command. The court fills with a million whispers of voices that were in a tongue completely foreign to this commoner’s ear. Nevertheless they relax at a wave of his hand.]

Hm. I find it fascinating that you seem to have no perception of your circumstances at all. All I have mentioned are potential pluses to what must have been such a drab and unfulfilled life before. Truly, what have you to lose by accepting these rewards? You are being elevated. You will get to journey and meet others. Go to places and be a part of things you haven’t even had the chance to consider. Things bigger than you are. Bigger than the End. Is that really so unappealing?

[He lets the avian sit with it and straightens his posture. Something more formal. Something more perfect.]

A God’s word is enough. [Even as he moves it seems as though the bells hardly make a sound.] Should you accept this deal then you will be bound to Me and this court until you have served your minimum time. Then you may travel just as you please. Anywhere in the world, to other servers. You will have no restrictions.

[…The ability to travel anywhere he pleases.]

[It’s.. not like he never thought of it before. The number of times he attempted to switch servers, to change worlds, change his fate is as countless as stars in the sky. No number of spells were enough to change that reality.]

[…It’s something he wanted. Enough to make an atheist fall to his knees and pray for a god he had no choice but to believe in. It taunted his dreams, the idea of just one other person. One REAL person.]

[He supposed then, that even if this was a scam, anything would be better than before if it meant he could be in company. Even if it wasn’t… real. If it was between before, this, and death, he thinks he wouldn’t even mind if it was fake. Either choice was better. Death would be a mercy compared to what life was before.]

…What would I do…? If I accept. What’s in it for you?

#ender of worlds [ic replies]#always on time it seems [endersadvisor]#the caged birdie sings [pushingblueroses]

You provide your services to the End dimension as Champion to the best of your ability. And sit on my board of advisors. Nothing more and nothing less.

[The King shifts and leans forward in Their throne, reaching Their hand towards the small mortal to shake.]

All you need to do is say yes and take My hand. :}

....

My. You have a very interesting soul. :}

-@enderkingscourt

[Phil instinctually moves his hand towards his chest a little.]

...Huh? :D

[The King's eyes bore into him, staring into the puny soul. To His eyes, he sees a green like a strawberry. A green like the greenest grasses, a red like the most brilliant of rubies and a tiny speckle of pink within the red. It was hard not to hide His smile.]

...You're a player, aren't you? You seem rather... immature for a player of your age. Especially considering your... condition. :}

[The King leans forward in his throne, his intertwining fingers making the rings and jewelry click with every movement.] Tell me. What are you really doing here? Are you even aware of what the rewards would be? Surely you wouldn't think that I would turn around your immortality into a mere three live lifespan. That would be a death wish, would it not? :}

[He raises his eyebrows.]

..I didn't know you could do that? Honestly I just wanted to try it, you know..? I literally have no idea what the.. the rewards were

You joined a challenge for merely the fun of it? Without any sort of consideration for the ordeal at all, any stray thought about what sort of contract you would be opting in to?

[He considers this. And then smiles again.]

Hmmhmhmhm. I see now. Yes. You are fascinated merely by the prospect of doing something. As if playing with your buttons is not enough for you. No, no, you must slay the dragon.

[The King leans back in His chair. Stars, what has He gotten Himself into. This scrap of meat would likely be much better suited for the Overlord.]

[or better yet….]

…As you are so clearly ignorant of the rules of this game I shall so kindly inform you that this is… Part of it, of course. For slaying the dragon, the “champion” is granted playerhood. The full three lives. The ability to travel to other worlds beyond this one. [His eye catches how the commoner’s expression shifts at that.]

But. It would seem you already have playerhood, so this would not be of interest to you. Otherwise, you will be granted the finest tailor made clothes and jewelry, and will be granted automatic admission to My court, as an advisor.

You will only be required to serve for a short time before you may be freed to travel as you wish. Is that understood?

[Phil considers it for a moment. He feels sick that he actually considers the idea of abandoning what he knows for the chance at two extra lives..]

[But. No. She wouldn’t like that. He KNOWS She would hate that. And he thinks in this moment he’s more scared of what She can do than what this guy can do.]

[But still…]

…Anywhere I want? Like- Like to other servers? I can- I can see other servers?

[The King is… a bit baffled to say the least.] …Yes..

Did you.. Did you miss what I said about the riches? The court?

[Indigo rolls her eyes.]

Philza is from the Overworld. His priorities are much... different than most.

[He turns to Philza.]

It's an excellent gift, the ability to travel between servers. It's much less... lonely.

Two extra lives should be a benefit for someone like you. Additionally, if you join the court, you will be working alongside myself. Take that as you will.

…yeaahh… but.. I can’t take the two lives. I just need my one, I think.

[Maybe working alongside a person he knows may be good for him…? Another voice screamed that he shouldn’t. Blood should be spilled, fight- he silenced it with a flick of his ear.]

I have a question. How do I know you aren’t scamming me?

#ender of worlds [ic replies]#the caged birdie sings [pushingblueroses]#always on time it seems [endersadvisor]

You question My integrity?

[The King’s guards stand to attention, as if the snarl was enough of a command. The court fills with a million whispers of voices that were in a tongue completely foreign to this commoner’s ear. Nevertheless they relax at a wave of his hand.]

Hm. I find it fascinating that you seem to have no perception of your circumstances at all. All I have mentioned are potential pluses to what must have been such a drab and unfulfilled life before. Truly, what have you to lose by accepting these rewards? You are being elevated. You will get to journey and meet others. Go to places and be a part of things you haven’t even had the chance to consider. Things bigger than you are. Bigger than the End. Is that really so unappealing?

[He lets the avian sit with it and straightens his posture. Something more formal. Something more perfect.]

A God’s word is enough. [Even as he moves it seems as though the bells hardly make a sound.] Should you accept this deal then you will be bound to Me and this court until you have served your minimum time. Then you may travel just as you please. Anywhere in the world, to other servers. You will have no restrictions.

....

My. You have a very interesting soul. :}

-@enderkingscourt

[Phil instinctually moves his hand towards his chest a little.]

...Huh? :D

[The King's eyes bore into him, staring into the puny soul. To His eyes, he sees a green like a strawberry. A green like the greenest grasses, a red like the most brilliant of rubies and a tiny speckle of pink within the red. It was hard not to hide His smile.]

...You're a player, aren't you? You seem rather... immature for a player of your age. Especially considering your... condition. :}

[The King leans forward in his throne, his intertwining fingers making the rings and jewelry click with every movement.] Tell me. What are you really doing here? Are you even aware of what the rewards would be? Surely you wouldn't think that I would turn around your immortality into a mere three live lifespan. That would be a death wish, would it not? :}

[He raises his eyebrows.]

..I didn't know you could do that? Honestly I just wanted to try it, you know..? I literally have no idea what the.. the rewards were

You joined a challenge for merely the fun of it? Without any sort of consideration for the ordeal at all, any stray thought about what sort of contract you would be opting in to?

[He considers this. And then smiles again.]

Hmmhmhmhm. I see now. Yes. You are fascinated merely by the prospect of doing something. As if playing with your buttons is not enough for you. No, no, you must slay the dragon.

[The King leans back in His chair. Stars, what has He gotten Himself into. This scrap of meat would likely be much better suited for the Overlord.]

[or better yet….]

…As you are so clearly ignorant of the rules of this game I shall so kindly inform you that this is… Part of it, of course. For slaying the dragon, the “champion” is granted playerhood. The full three lives. The ability to travel to other worlds beyond this one. [His eye catches how the commoner’s expression shifts at that.]

But. It would seem you already have playerhood, so this would not be of interest to you. Otherwise, you will be granted the finest tailor made clothes and jewelry, and will be granted automatic admission to My court, as an advisor.

You will only be required to serve for a short time before you may be freed to travel as you wish. Is that understood?

[Phil considers it for a moment. He feels sick that he actually considers the idea of abandoning what he knows for the chance at two extra lives..]

[But. No. She wouldn’t like that. He KNOWS She would hate that. And he thinks in this moment he’s more scared of what She can do than what this guy can do.]

[But still…]

…Anywhere I want? Like- Like to other servers? I can- I can see other servers?

#ender of worlds [ic replies]#the caged birdie sings [pushingblueroses]

[The King is… a bit baffled to say the least.] …Yes..

Did you.. Did you miss what I said about the riches? The court?

....

My. You have a very interesting soul. :}

-@enderkingscourt

[Phil instinctually moves his hand towards his chest a little.]

...Huh? :D

[The King's eyes bore into him, staring into the puny soul. To His eyes, he sees a green like a strawberry. A green like the greenest grasses, a red like the most brilliant of rubies and a tiny speckle of pink within the red. It was hard not to hide His smile.]

...You're a player, aren't you? You seem rather... immature for a player of your age. Especially considering your... condition. :}

[The King leans forward in his throne, his intertwining fingers making the rings and jewelry click with every movement.] Tell me. What are you really doing here? Are you even aware of what the rewards would be? Surely you wouldn't think that I would turn around your immortality into a mere three live lifespan. That would be a death wish, would it not? :}

[He raises his eyebrows.]

..I didn't know you could do that? Honestly I just wanted to try it, you know..? I literally have no idea what the.. the rewards were

#ender of worlds [ic replies]#the caged birdie sings [pushingblueroses]

You joined a challenge for merely the fun of it? Without any sort of consideration for the ordeal at all, any stray thought about what sort of contract you would be opting in to?

[He considers this. And then smiles again.]

Hmmhmhmhm. I see now. Yes. You are fascinated merely by the prospect of doing something. As if playing with your buttons is not enough for you. No, no, you must slay the dragon.

[The King leans back in His chair. Stars, what has He gotten Himself into. This scrap of meat would likely be much better suited for the Overlord.]

[or better yet….]

…As you are so clearly ignorant of the rules of this game I shall so kindly inform you that this is… Part of it, of course. For slaying the dragon, the “champion” is granted playerhood. The full three lives. The ability to travel to other worlds beyond this one. [His eye catches how the commoner’s expression shifts at that.]

But. It would seem you already have playerhood, so this would not be of interest to you. Otherwise, you will be granted the finest tailor made clothes and jewelry, and will be granted automatic admission to My court, as an advisor.

You will only be required to serve for a short time before you may be freed to travel as you wish. Is that understood?

....

My. You have a very interesting soul. :}

-@enderkingscourt

[Phil instinctually moves his hand towards his chest a little.]

...Huh? :D

#ender of worlds [ic replies]#the caged birdie sings [pushingblueroses]

[The King's eyes bore into him, staring into the puny soul. To His eyes, he sees a green like a strawberry. A green like the greenest grasses, a red like the most brilliant of rubies and a tiny speckle of pink within the red. It was hard not to hide His smile.]

...You're a player, aren't you? You seem rather... immature for a player of your age. Especially considering your... condition. :}

[The King leans forward in his throne, his intertwining fingers making the rings and jewelry click with every movement.] Tell me. What are you really doing here? Are you even aware of what the rewards would be? Surely you wouldn't think that I would turn around your immortality into a mere three live lifespan. That would be a death wish, would it not? :}

@endersadvisor @pushingblueroses

[The throne room is more massive than the night sky, yet cramped in its possession of multiple trophies. The most beautiful tapestries were strewn across the walls. The carpet was freshly made of the finest silks any Enderian could find. The weapons on display were created by the most talented blacksmiths across all dimensions, and some pride could be given that most were from the End.]

[But it was so… vacant. In the eyes of the King.]

[The King turned over one of His eyes idly as he waited for the return of His angel. Interrogation of a champion… Now that was certainly not something that would have been expected. Certainly not an every day piece of news, the media would fight over it like a bunch of rats. It would be best to keep this… possible misstep on the down-low. Or so He thought.]

[The doors open as His angel approaches with their prisoner, and He sits tall in His massive throne. Guards stand to attention as the King straightens His posture to the truest extent of His height. The eyes in the room shift and focus on the new arrivals, offering nothing more than their watchful gaze.]

I welcome your return, Angel. Do explain to me your purpose.

[Indigo's wings hum quietly as she flies into the room, dragging the prisoner- Champion- Philza- by the collar. She shoves him roughly away from her; his wings strain, flaring outwards, and he lets out an indignant squawk as he nearly trips. She ignores him and bows to her King, her cloak sweeping the floor as she lands carefully. He meets the Ender King's eye confidently.]

I have interrogated with our prisoner. He hails from the Overworld with the sole intent of killing the dragon in the center island.

[Faint chirrups and murmurs drift between the guards. Indigo glares at them out of the corner of his eye, continuing once they fall silent.]

His name is Philza, and he has succeeded in his quest. He insists he has done nothing but that, and thus has no reason to be imprisoned or labeled an intruder. He willingly and freely volunteered this information and was extremely excitable and chatty for a prisoner. I believe he is telling the truth.

Hmmmm...hmhmhm..

[The King raises an eyebrow, and all eyes are on the... so called champion in the room. Yes, this is certainly not the image of a proper champion, no not at all. In fact the mess he is making on the floor is nearly enough to warrant punishment.]

This is our champion? In the chains?

[He smiles.] I must say, Phiiillza is hardly the name of any proper champion.

pfft. I mean, you hardly seem like a King yourself mate :)

[Indigo's eyes go wide. Her grip on her sword tightens, and she punches Philza's shoulder roughly.]

Do you have a fucking death wish? You're making things more difficult for yourself, prisoner.

[The King's smile falls at the comment.]

[This insolent little brat. Now just who does he think he is, waltzing in here and ruining the pristine floors with his blood and now quite frankly a lack of respect. Despicable, really. But no matter. The King decides to be merciful, just this one time.]

[Any attempt to move for the stranger is suddenly inhibited by just a gaze alone. The King lets himself relish in this feeling, and He smiles when He can feel the commoner attempt to struggle. This only makes things more fun, doesn't it? He blinks only to let the prisoner fall back to his knees and hold him once again into a kneel.]

That's a bit more like it. I suppose that Overworld commoners must lack the proper manners to know remember themselves in the face of royalty, hm? I will choose to interpret your blatant disrespect as ignorance. If I get the impression it may be anything more, I shall have My angel execute you where you kneel, is that understood?

[He only gets a glare in return, but The King simply decides to look past it for now.] State your purpose, commoner. :}

[He can’t move.]

[He actually can’t move. He struggles. Nothing budges. He wonders if it’s actually a dream, but…]

[His jaw unlocks and he can breathe normally again.]

I just heard about a dragon fight. Like some shit about a tournament and a champion? And apparently the rewards are pretty good? [he lets out a huff] I dunno! I didn’t think getting arrested was part of the rewards! It’s literally just a dragon! I don’t know what the big fuss is about.

#ender of worlds [ic replies]#always on time it seems [endersadvisor]#the caged birdie sings [pushingblueroses]#of tempests and wars [thread roleplay]

…hmmhm. Interesting. Very interesting.

I see. So the dragon wasn’t even a challenge for you? Even as your blood soaks your clothes you feel so bold as to make such a statement.

[The King doesn’t wait for a response.]

Yes, you would be correct in saying that slaying the dragon does lead to some… benefits. If you are able to prove that it was indeed you who has slain the dragon, then…

[He stops. And the King stares for a long moment. A bit too long.]

…Hm.. hmmmhmhm I see. I see now :}

@endersadvisor @pushingblueroses

[The throne room is more massive than the night sky, yet cramped in its possession of multiple trophies. The most beautiful tapestries were strewn across the walls. The carpet was freshly made of the finest silks any Enderian could find. The weapons on display were created by the most talented blacksmiths across all dimensions, and some pride could be given that most were from the End.]

[But it was so… vacant. In the eyes of the King.]

[The King turned over one of His eyes idly as he waited for the return of His angel. Interrogation of a champion… Now that was certainly not something that would have been expected. Certainly not an every day piece of news, the media would fight over it like a bunch of rats. It would be best to keep this… possible misstep on the down-low. Or so He thought.]

[The doors open as His angel approaches with their prisoner, and He sits tall in His massive throne. Guards stand to attention as the King straightens His posture to the truest extent of His height. The eyes in the room shift and focus on the new arrivals, offering nothing more than their watchful gaze.]

I welcome your return, Angel. Do explain to me your purpose.

[Indigo's wings hum quietly as she flies into the room, dragging the prisoner- Champion- Philza- by the collar. She shoves him roughly away from her; his wings strain, flaring outwards, and he lets out an indignant squawk as he nearly trips. She ignores him and bows to her King, her cloak sweeping the floor as she lands carefully. He meets the Ender King's eye confidently.]

I have interrogated with our prisoner. He hails from the Overworld with the sole intent of killing the dragon in the center island.

[Faint chirrups and murmurs drift between the guards. Indigo glares at them out of the corner of his eye, continuing once they fall silent.]

His name is Philza, and he has succeeded in his quest. He insists he has done nothing but that, and thus has no reason to be imprisoned or labeled an intruder. He willingly and freely volunteered this information and was extremely excitable and chatty for a prisoner. I believe he is telling the truth.

Hmmmm...hmhmhm..

[The King raises an eyebrow, and all eyes are on the... so called champion in the room. Yes, this is certainly not the image of a proper champion, no not at all. In fact the mess he is making on the floor is nearly enough to warrant punishment.]

This is our champion? In the chains?

[He smiles.] I must say, Phiiillza is hardly the name of any proper champion.

pfft. I mean, you hardly seem like a King yourself mate :)

[Indigo's eyes go wide. Her grip on her sword tightens, and she punches Philza's shoulder roughly.]

Do you have a fucking death wish? You're making things more difficult for yourself, prisoner.

#ender of worlds [ic replies]#always on time it seems [endersadvisor]#the caged birdie sings [pushingblueroses]#of tempests and wars [thread roleplay]

[The King's smile falls at the comment.]

[This insolent little brat. Now just who does he think he is, waltzing in here and ruining the pristine floors with his blood and now quite frankly a lack of respect. Despicable, really. But no matter. The King decides to be merciful, just this one time.]

[Any attempt to move for the stranger is suddenly inhibited by just a gaze alone. The King lets himself relish in this feeling, and He smiles when He can feel the commoner attempt to struggle. This only makes things more fun, doesn't it? He blinks only to let the prisoner fall back to his knees and hold him once again into a kneel.]

That's a bit more like it. I suppose that Overworld commoners must lack the proper manners to know remember themselves in the face of royalty, hm? I will choose to interpret your blatant disrespect as ignorance. If I get the impression it may be anything more, I shall have My angel execute you where you kneel, is that understood?

[He only gets a glare in return, but The King simply decides to look past it for now.] State your purpose, commoner. :}

@endersadvisor @pushingblueroses

[The throne room is more massive than the night sky, yet cramped in its possession of multiple trophies. The most beautiful tapestries were strewn across the walls. The carpet was freshly made of the finest silks any Enderian could find. The weapons on display were created by the most talented blacksmiths across all dimensions, and some pride could be given that most were from the End.]

[But it was so… vacant. In the eyes of the King.]

[The King turned over one of His eyes idly as he waited for the return of His angel. Interrogation of a champion… Now that was certainly not something that would have been expected. Certainly not an every day piece of news, the media would fight over it like a bunch of rats. It would be best to keep this… possible misstep on the down-low. Or so He thought.]

[The doors open as His angel approaches with their prisoner, and He sits tall in His massive throne. Guards stand to attention as the King straightens His posture to the truest extent of His height. The eyes in the room shift and focus on the new arrivals, offering nothing more than their watchful gaze.]

I welcome your return, Angel. Do explain to me your purpose.

[Indigo's wings hum quietly as she flies into the room, dragging the prisoner- Champion- Philza- by the collar. She shoves him roughly away from her; his wings strain, flaring outwards, and he lets out an indignant squawk as he nearly trips. She ignores him and bows to her King, her cloak sweeping the floor as she lands carefully. He meets the Ender King's eye confidently.]

I have interrogated with our prisoner. He hails from the Overworld with the sole intent of killing the dragon in the center island.

[Faint chirrups and murmurs drift between the guards. Indigo glares at them out of the corner of his eye, continuing once they fall silent.]

His name is Philza, and he has succeeded in his quest. He insists he has done nothing but that, and thus has no reason to be imprisoned or labeled an intruder. He willingly and freely volunteered this information and was extremely excitable and chatty for a prisoner. I believe he is telling the truth.