The Hidden Nature

a secondary blog for travelwyrm-travels, revealing his true nature as a wyrm

[the-eternalwyrm]

Greetings and fair tidings, those who wish to come here! I am the great Eternalwyrm. Feel free to stay here as long as you would like! If you wish to know more, simply ask! I will be happily waiting.

Combat dice:

Traveldie: d12, 11 and 12 are blocks.

Pale conduct: only usable after being brought down to 1 hp, but once this happens, I can't use Traveldie for the rest of the battle - d20, 10 has its value doubled.

Silk - d20, but I can only use it once per battle. Uses tied to @travelwyrm-travels blog.

Once a wyrm who had everything, now this traveling pilgrim. ...but who says they can't reveal themself?

Okay so the lore is this guy was once like the pale king, but then a other wyrm (kind of like a blackwyrm maybe???) Came and destroyed his kingdom of Grandborrow. Eternalwyrm slay the wyrm, but with the blood of their own kind on their hands and a kingdom reduced to rubble, they left and became Travelwyrm. They have been wandering a "dying world" as they put it, ever since then.

[the-eternalwyrm]

I suppose... it is time, isn't it?

[The Eternalwyrm gets up from His throne, taking a deep breath.]

Time to meet this Wyrm. Funny, how another exists, hm?

[From there, with the wave of His claw, the doors open, and He walks steadily towards them.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*unfazed yet somewhat disheveled from combat, splattered with some of his own blood and the blood of his felled foes, the pale king strides forwards himself, eyes fixed forwards*

Tis strange for one of the Kin to be met in blood and flesh, stranger still to meet like this. We paint not a favourable image with the trail of demise behind Us yet, believe it or not, We art not the enemy thou may think We art.

...We do hold no delusions of talking thou down. If another of the Kin walked into Our domain, took lives, and showed little respect for Our rule We would not take kindly to it.

*he does not draw a weapon or show any moves towards violence. the pale king is well aware that what happens next it is on the Eternalwyrm's terms*

[the-eternalwyrm]

Do not mistake us for thinking that you are our enemy. Though you have slain my heir and my most loyal guards, I believe... you may be what we need.

Listen well, king of a distant kingdom. Long ago, when settling here, I had a vision. In this vision, my kingdom had gone up in flames. I had no perception of when or where, but why. The Blackwyrm was its fault.

I have tried many methods, and yet nothing had stopped my vision. Whenever I tried to safekeep the records of my kingdom, those were burned down. Whenever I made my guards defend the roads more fiercely, their bodies were splattered with no end. And when I made that damned deal... not even my spawn could do anything. Somehow, it all ended in violence.

But now, with you here, these visions have faded! I see an end to my suffering! And now... I ask for your aid. No, I demand it.

Ah, but I'm being too hasty. I should be as generous to allow you questions. You may ask three questions in my presence. Make them count.

[the-pale-king]

A generous offer, three questions to ask which We shall and then We shalt make Our choice.

*the pale king does not drop his guard, he knows far too well how quickly higher beings can turn on each other. he knows how quickly two wyrms can turn on each other all the more intimately. still he thinks on his questions, thinks on what information to dredge up from the depths of memory... after all he came here to help the future self of the Eternalwyrm before him, did he not? aide promised, aide hopefully given...*

We would ask why thou did build it in the first place if the visions began at its birth yet We are in no position to judge; We heeded not Our own foresight when it tried to warn Us of Our ending too. So, in lieu, We plain admit We know only the name of thine kingdom Grandborrow. If thou demands We act in its defence as if it tis lands under Our rule then We would know what We are standing for. Our first question is simple and thine answer need only be as long as it must; tell Us of thine kingdom.

[the-eternalwyrm]

Yes, yes... Our kingdom. If you look out the window there, you will see all of it. Maggots working their shifts, knights making their ways, and the occasional pilgrim from far off lands. Over to the left, there are the archives, keeping tabs on out history and future. Or... what they believe to be our future here. I've never told them about the Blackwyrm, admittedly.

But either way, to the right, up in the mountains, is a holy site - designated for all whom desire to submit to me. It delivers them strength through my will, and I occasionally even make my way down to meet the common bug.

And down near the center, there's the towns and cities, all of which you can see. I've made it my mission to make the lives of these mere mortals enjoyable. Not rich and plump with food, of course not. I am no servant. Instead, I simply give ehat I am able. That is, a kingdom while it lasts.

You know, I've heard the tales of Wyrm who would section their kingdoms into fine areas. This is the waterways, that is the far tribe. But not here. Not when it looms in my distant visions. Why build something so grandiose when it's clear that it will fall one day? That's why it may seem so flat and, well, small to a Wyrm such as yourself. The way I see it... make it last while it's here. That's because, even if it's all bound to burn to ash, I might as well fight for my kingdom's future anyway. At least... until now. Aren't I right?

Hopefully this all answers your question. What would you like to know next?

[the-pale-king]

*through the window the pale king does indeed see the toils of the maggots, can indeed see the knights on patrol, and yes even the devoted whispering their ardent prayers. towns, cities, holy sites, archives... he knows the makings of these well, his own claws had rent the earth and built it up to make the same things and yet... ...different*

Our Hallownest is sectioned, tis true, but tis for reason; We would seek not to entirely erase and destroy what was there before Us, tis easier to allow those bugs to keep their ways than to rule them with a fist of steel, a will unbreakable. But Our rulerships is Our own, as is thine, as is that of all other Wyrms. Small it may seem, perhaps, but it is made all the same.

You speak of the Blackwyrm, speak of visions of it, of futures where it brings ruin and wreakage to thine creation; why has thou not told thine bugs of its coming? If knowledge of its assault is known to thou, if the when and the why are known, then thine bugs could prepare, could evacuate, could survive onwards into a future beyond its fury.

[the-eternalwyrm]

Ah, if only it were that easy... Every time, every single action no matter by whom, it always ended up the same. I created shelters, and those would be destroyed. I supplied rations, and they were eaten up by the beast. I hade even common bugs prepare for the worst! Yet all the same, nothing worked. I was once like you, in this respect. A perfect kingdom that would last eternally in the face of death. Yet, somehow... It never comes. It's been years since I've seen my siblings, but I know deep inside they have all met their fate similar as me. I just happened to be fate's favorite child, and so I have survived the longest.

This blackwyrm, I know many of them. Fought few, crossed paths with others. Yet never have I won. There were times we acknowledged each other's strength, and fewer times in which we left without a scratch. But most times, it was what mortals would call a "brawl." I have many a scar from my encounters with them all. Fifty six in total - twenty fought, eleven near death, nine escaped, six newborn, five from a distance, four knew their place, and one... I respect to this day. Call me fortunate or not for meeting so many, but it has taught me much about my own fading strength.

But anyway, this one I envision is unlike any I have ever known. Most were scrawny, but powerful. Enough to match my strength due to their energy and my age. But this one, this one is old - ancient. And its strength feels fresh to me, as if it were stolen. Only a theory, but one I think more and more about in recent times.

Believe me, Pale one, I have tried. I have done every thing I could to avoid my fate, or at least to soften it for my people. And now, I hold a temporary kingdom, that I know.

...what is you last question?

[the-pale-king]

We hath also felled a Blackwyrm, one of great power, one truly worthy of being part of that Higher Caste and yet... t'was hard won, t'was worth lamenting its fall, for none other could e're be Our equal so greatly as they. A friend, once beloved, but an enemy made, betrayal most bleak.

*the pale king shakes his head. deep down he hopes the same wyrm that has come to fell this kingdom is not the same as the one he knew. he knows not the date or time of this faded memory, nor does he wish to, all he knows is that more and more, pieces and parts are clicking together. he'd ask why the blackwyrm attacks but, well, tis the nature of their being, is it not? to take, to rend, to devour, to rule...*

A final question then, is it? Thine child, thine heir; that child moved like nothing We hath e're seen, nothing living or free of puppet strings at least. Why, what purpose did creating such a being serve for you? We pray not the same purpose as Our did...

[the-eternalwyrm]

Ahh... Of course, my heir. He was...

Well, he was my life's work. Call it narcisism to call your child a project, but that he was. I had trained him to the utmost perfection. Of course, I knew something like a Wyrm would surpass him. It was only natural a Pale being as you or I would bring forth its demise.

Ah, right, I haven't even answered your question, have I? His heritage is... complex. There was this group of bugs. I would have called them common, but... I sensed something within them. And there was this particularly elegant one. I can't quite recall her name - they were all female, in fact - but I do remember partnering with her kind. Though, it wasn't long lived. A group of bugs came not long after, and it seemed to scare them off. Of course, I had the foresight to take some of their essence for myself. Knowing my demise, I (or rather, those under me) mixed my own essence with that of many other bugs including the group of femalw bugs I mentioned, and created him.

I'm honestly surprised he didn't put up more of a fight. Though he still had slim chance at overcoming you, the fact that we has defeated so easily tells me he was holding back. I major miscalculation on my part. Believe me, if he were truly perfect...

You would have survived with barely your shell.

But alas, I suppose it was never meant to be. If not by Blackwyrm, it would be done by my own kin. What is strange is that I never anticipated you. Is the power of a Wyrm truly this powerful...? No, this is much more, isn't it? You have been sent here, haven't you? By who, that's a mystery. And maybe... that mystery is better kept from my mind for a reason.

It's not my problem anymore, truly. I might sound careless, but if it was truly all meant to come down, then I don't have any complaints. Do what you must. Destroy my kingdom, take my people, erase my history. Even kill me, if you come to that decision.

[The Eternalwyrm smiles. That is, however a Wyrm can express happiness. Or is it... Sadness? The bags under its eyes, if a shell could show such a phenomenon, seem heavy. He's old, and anxious, and tired.]

Oh, and if you ever come across an egg, forgive its trespasses, would you? And if you mustn't, then at least hear its plea. I guarantee you it won't disappoint no matter your choice.

And thank you. For helping me realize that no matter how powerful, it's all a cycle. Somehow... I find comfort in that.

[the-eternalwyrm]

I suppose... it is time, isn't it?

[The Eternalwyrm gets up from His throne, taking a deep breath.]

Time to meet this Wyrm. Funny, how another exists, hm?

[From there, with the wave of His claw, the doors open, and He walks steadily towards them.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*unfazed yet somewhat disheveled from combat, splattered with some of his own blood and the blood of his felled foes, the pale king strides forwards himself, eyes fixed forwards*

Tis strange for one of the Kin to be met in blood and flesh, stranger still to meet like this. We paint not a favourable image with the trail of demise behind Us yet, believe it or not, We art not the enemy thou may think We art.

...We do hold no delusions of talking thou down. If another of the Kin walked into Our domain, took lives, and showed little respect for Our rule We would not take kindly to it.

*he does not draw a weapon or show any moves towards violence. the pale king is well aware that what happens next it is on the Eternalwyrm's terms*

[the-eternalwyrm]

Do not mistake us for thinking that you are our enemy. Though you have slain my heir and my most loyal guards, I believe... you may be what we need.

Listen well, king of a distant kingdom. Long ago, when settling here, I had a vision. In this vision, my kingdom had gone up in flames. I had no perception of when or where, but why. The Blackwyrm was its fault.

I have tried many methods, and yet nothing had stopped my vision. Whenever I tried to safekeep the records of my kingdom, those were burned down. Whenever I made my guards defend the roads more fiercely, their bodies were splattered with no end. And when I made that damned deal... not even my spawn could do anything. Somehow, it all ended in violence.

But now, with you here, these visions have faded! I see an end to my suffering! And now... I ask for your aid. No, I demand it.

Ah, but I'm being too hasty. I should be as generous to allow you questions. You may ask three questions in my presence. Make them count.

[the-pale-king]

A generous offer, three questions to ask which We shall and then We shalt make Our choice.

*the pale king does not drop his guard, he knows far too well how quickly higher beings can turn on each other. he knows how quickly two wyrms can turn on each other all the more intimately. still he thinks on his questions, thinks on what information to dredge up from the depths of memory... after all he came here to help the future self of the Eternalwyrm before him, did he not? aide promised, aide hopefully given...*

We would ask why thou did build it in the first place if the visions began at its birth yet We are in no position to judge; We heeded not Our own foresight when it tried to warn Us of Our ending too. So, in lieu, We plain admit We know only the name of thine kingdom Grandborrow. If thou demands We act in its defence as if it tis lands under Our rule then We would know what We are standing for. Our first question is simple and thine answer need only be as long as it must; tell Us of thine kingdom.

[the-eternalwyrm]

Yes, yes... Our kingdom. If you look out the window there, you will see all of it. Maggots working their shifts, knights making their ways, and the occasional pilgrim from far off lands. Over to the left, there are the archives, keeping tabs on out history and future. Or... what they believe to be our future here. I've never told them about the Blackwyrm, admittedly.

But either way, to the right, up in the mountains, is a holy site - designated for all whom desire to submit to me. It delivers them strength through my will, and I occasionally even make my way down to meet the common bug.

And down near the center, there's the towns and cities, all of which you can see. I've made it my mission to make the lives of these mere mortals enjoyable. Not rich and plump with food, of course not. I am no servant. Instead, I simply give ehat I am able. That is, a kingdom while it lasts.

You know, I've heard the tales of Wyrm who would section their kingdoms into fine areas. This is the waterways, that is the far tribe. But not here. Not when it looms in my distant visions. Why build something so grandiose when it's clear that it will fall one day? That's why it may seem so flat and, well, small to a Wyrm such as yourself. The way I see it... make it last while it's here. That's because, even if it's all bound to burn to ash, I might as well fight for my kingdom's future anyway. At least... until now. Aren't I right?

Hopefully this all answers your question. What would you like to know next?

[the-pale-king]

*through the window the pale king does indeed see the toils of the maggots, can indeed see the knights on patrol, and yes even the devoted whispering their ardent prayers. towns, cities, holy sites, archives... he knows the makings of these well, his own claws had rent the earth and built it up to make the same things and yet... ...different*

Our Hallownest is sectioned, tis true, but tis for reason; We would seek not to entirely erase and destroy what was there before Us, tis easier to allow those bugs to keep their ways than to rule them with a fist of steel, a will unbreakable. But Our rulerships is Our own, as is thine, as is that of all other Wyrms. Small it may seem, perhaps, but it is made all the same.

You speak of the Blackwyrm, speak of visions of it, of futures where it brings ruin and wreakage to thine creation; why has thou not told thine bugs of its coming? If knowledge of its assault is known to thou, if the when and the why are known, then thine bugs could prepare, could evacuate, could survive onwards into a future beyond its fury.

[the-eternalwyrm]

Ah, if only it were that easy... Every time, every single action no matter by whom, it always ended up the same. I created shelters, and those would be destroyed. I supplied rations, and they were eaten up by the beast. I hade even common bugs prepare for the worst! Yet all the same, nothing worked. I was once like you, in this respect. A perfect kingdom that would last eternally in the face of death. Yet, somehow... It never comes. It's been years since I've seen my siblings, but I know deep inside they have all met their fate similar as me. I just happened to be fate's favorite child, and so I have survived the longest.

This blackwyrm, I know many of them. Fought few, crossed paths with others. Yet never have I won. There were times we acknowledged each other's strength, and fewer times in which we left without a scratch. But most times, it was what mortals would call a "brawl." I have many a scar from my encounters with them all. Fifty six in total - twenty fought, eleven near death, nine escaped, six newborn, five from a distance, four knew their place, and one... I respect to this day. Call me fortunate or not for meeting so many, but it has taught me much about my own fading strength.

But anyway, this one I envision is unlike any I have ever known. Most were scrawny, but powerful. Enough to match my strength due to their energy and my age. But this one, this one is old - ancient. And its strength feels fresh to me, as if it were stolen. Only a theory, but one I think more and more about in recent times.

Believe me, Pale one, I have tried. I have done every thing I could to avoid my fate, or at least to soften it for my people. And now, I hold a temporary kingdom, that I know.

...what is you last question?

[the-eternalwyrm]

I suppose... it is time, isn't it?

[The Eternalwyrm gets up from His throne, taking a deep breath.]

Time to meet this Wyrm. Funny, how another exists, hm?

[From there, with the wave of His claw, the doors open, and He walks steadily towards them.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*unfazed yet somewhat disheveled from combat, splattered with some of his own blood and the blood of his felled foes, the pale king strides forwards himself, eyes fixed forwards*

Tis strange for one of the Kin to be met in blood and flesh, stranger still to meet like this. We paint not a favourable image with the trail of demise behind Us yet, believe it or not, We art not the enemy thou may think We art.

...We do hold no delusions of talking thou down. If another of the Kin walked into Our domain, took lives, and showed little respect for Our rule We would not take kindly to it.

*he does not draw a weapon or show any moves towards violence. the pale king is well aware that what happens next it is on the Eternalwyrm's terms*

[the-eternalwyrm]

Do not mistake us for thinking that you are our enemy. Though you have slain my heir and my most loyal guards, I believe... you may be what we need.

Listen well, king of a distant kingdom. Long ago, when settling here, I had a vision. In this vision, my kingdom had gone up in flames. I had no perception of when or where, but why. The Blackwyrm was its fault.

I have tried many methods, and yet nothing had stopped my vision. Whenever I tried to safekeep the records of my kingdom, those were burned down. Whenever I made my guards defend the roads more fiercely, their bodies were splattered with no end. And when I made that damned deal... not even my spawn could do anything. Somehow, it all ended in violence.

But now, with you here, these visions have faded! I see an end to my suffering! And now... I ask for your aid. No, I demand it.

Ah, but I'm being too hasty. I should be as generous to allow you questions. You may ask three questions in my presence. Make them count.

[the-pale-king]

A generous offer, three questions to ask which We shall and then We shalt make Our choice.

*the pale king does not drop his guard, he knows far too well how quickly higher beings can turn on each other. he knows how quickly two wyrms can turn on each other all the more intimately. still he thinks on his questions, thinks on what information to dredge up from the depths of memory... after all he came here to help the future self of the Eternalwyrm before him, did he not? aide promised, aide hopefully given...*

We would ask why thou did build it in the first place if the visions began at its birth yet We are in no position to judge; We heeded not Our own foresight when it tried to warn Us of Our ending too. So, in lieu, We plain admit We know only the name of thine kingdom Grandborrow. If thou demands We act in its defence as if it tis lands under Our rule then We would know what We are standing for. Our first question is simple and thine answer need only be as long as it must; tell Us of thine kingdom.

[the-eternalwyrm]

Yes, yes... Our kingdom. If you look out the window there, you will see all of it. Maggots working their shifts, knights making their ways, and the occasional pilgrim from far off lands. Over to the left, there are the archives, keeping tabs on out history and future. Or... what they believe to be our future here. I've never told them about the Blackwyrm, admittedly.

But either way, to the right, up in the mountains, is a holy site - designated for all whom desire to submit to me. It delivers them strength through my will, and I occasionally even make my way down to meet the common bug.

And down near the center, there's the towns and cities, all of which you can see. I've made it my mission to make the lives of these mere mortals enjoyable. Not rich and plump with food, of course not. I am no servant. Instead, I simply give ehat I am able. That is, a kingdom while it lasts.

You know, I've heard the tales of Wyrm who would section their kingdoms into fine areas. This is the waterways, that is the far tribe. But not here. Not when it looms in my distant visions. Why build something so grandiose when it's clear that it will fall one day? That's why it may seem so flat and, well, small to a Wyrm such as yourself. The way I see it... make it last while it's here. That's because, even if it's all bound to burn to ash, I might as well fight for my kingdom's future anyway. At least... until now. Aren't I right?

Hopefully this all answers your question. What would you like to know next?

[the-eternalwyrm]

I suppose... it is time, isn't it?

[The Eternalwyrm gets up from His throne, taking a deep breath.]

Time to meet this Wyrm. Funny, how another exists, hm?

[From there, with the wave of His claw, the doors open, and He walks steadily towards them.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*unfazed yet somewhat disheveled from combat, splattered with some of his own blood and the blood of his felled foes, the pale king strides forwards himself, eyes fixed forwards*

Tis strange for one of the Kin to be met in blood and flesh, stranger still to meet like this. We paint not a favourable image with the trail of demise behind Us yet, believe it or not, We art not the enemy thou may think We art.

...We do hold no delusions of talking thou down. If another of the Kin walked into Our domain, took lives, and showed little respect for Our rule We would not take kindly to it.

*he does not draw a weapon or show any moves towards violence. the pale king is well aware that what happens next it is on the Eternalwyrm's terms*

[the-eternalwyrm]

Do not mistake us for thinking that you are our enemy. Though you have slain my heir and my most loyal guards, I believe... you may be what we need.

Listen well, king of a distant kingdom. Long ago, when settling here, I had a vision. In this vision, my kingdom had gone up in flames. I had no perception of when or where, but why. The Blackwyrm was its fault.

I have tried many methods, and yet nothing had stopped my vision. Whenever I tried to safekeep the records of my kingdom, those were burned down. Whenever I made my guards defend the roads more fiercely, their bodies were splattered with no end. And when I made that damned deal... not even my spawn could do anything. Somehow, it all ended in violence.

But now, with you here, these visions have faded! I see an end to my suffering! And now... I ask for your aid. No, I demand it.

Ah, but I'm being too hasty. I should be as generous to allow you questions. You may ask three questions in my presence. Make them count.

[the-eternalwyrm]

I suppose... it is time, isn't it?

[The Eternalwyrm gets up from His throne, taking a deep breath.]

Time to meet this Wyrm. Funny, how another exists, hm?

[From there, with the wave of His claw, the doors open, and He walks steadily towards them.]

@the-pale-king

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a block!]

*the pale king does not look impressed with this but, if he's being honest, he would expect his own knights and sentries to act the same if they found hornet or his pure vessel laying dead upon the tiles of his palace. and yet... is it worth a try regardless of already soiled relationships?*

We were attacked. We defended Ourself. Believe Us if We were an assassin, or some form of base murderer, We would hath already made haste to thine monarch's side. Stand. Down.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is clearly having none of it, but is offput by the Pale King's calm demeanor in this moment.]

Guard 1 rolled a 2!

You can't fool us, Wyrm! We were told long ago that one as powerful as you may come! Even if we have no chance, we mist prove our loyalty to Him!

[Guard 2 is still unsure, not knowing who to believe. It's clear she may be swayed. But her partner seems interested in leaving that an impossibility.]

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 15! attacking guard 1]

*he merely... walks around the blow, a flap of wings just as a display of power. these are mortal beings, he must remind himself, using his more powerful spells here will not only be unfair but also put him at a disadvantage should the monarch refused to go down without a proper struggle. he raises a hand to create a wall of shimmering light, flicking it to send it towards Guard 1*

If We wanted this kingdom We would hath come with a greater force than just Ourself. A wyrm has its thralls and what is it without? A god, true, but with form shedded We are hardly an invading force. Is thou truly willing to die here?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 simply attacks again, even though the blast. With no thought about it. As some would say, he is "locked in."]

Guard 1 rolled an 8!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to guard 1 for a total of 9!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 10, attacking guard 2]

*just barely. only barely he sidesteps in time. it would seem his words do not reach either guard. it may seem crass but... he simply flings a fist in Guard 2's direction. this'll be the final chance he gives but it seems truly they both wish to fight. so be it.*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 falls backwards, only for Guard 1 to pick her back up.]

Guard 1 and 2 both have 2 lives left!

Uhm, listen, maybe we could--

Guard 1 rolled a 3, blinded by loyalty!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled an 8]

*as Guard 1 moves to attack he uses his own momentum to sweep his legs out from under him, shaking his head with disapointment*

This is honestly quite a sad display. Thine loyalty is commendable, truly, but from experience it is rarely rewarded in kind. We should know, We... oft forgot the common bug that served Our own throne. Listen to thine companion, death is not a preferable outcome.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 collapses onto the ground, but immediately attempts to push the Pale King off his balance.]

Guard 1 lost a life, with 1 left!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

[Guard 2, still loyal despite her rebellious thoughts, attempts to help Guard 1 once more.]

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to Guard 1!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolls a 5, health 5/6]

*the push is comical almost, it reminds him of little grubs play fighting perhaps and despite the fact the aide from Guard 2 surprised him, or perhaps the fact Guard 1 was willing to push a Higher Being at all, he still stumbles and trips over himself. the laugh that escapes him is quickly silenced*

Thou art serious? Truly? Ah, tis a game to Us but life or death for thou and thou still acts in a childish manner?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 stands up straight and makes a dash towards the Pale King.]

Anything for my Wyrm... Anything!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

Wait, don't!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 20, attacking guard 1]

*he merely lifts his hand and backhands Guard 1 mid-dash so hard that he is fairly certain he’s caused damage to himself too. it’s damn near offensive the speed and disrespect he reacts with*

Does anything include this? Thine devotion is strong, admirable even, but look now what it gets you, what thine reward is…

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is sent flying into a wall, creating a small cract in the infrastructure. Guard 2 comes rushing over, tears in her eyes.]

No, no! Wyn, speak to me!

[As Guard 1 holds on to the little life left in its shell, he whispers something indistinguishable into Guard 2's ear. And immediately, something changes about her.]

... You...

[Her gaze could pierce through shell it was so sharp. Her claws were seething with anger and filled to the brim with a lust for blood unlike any.]

The Pale King has a -1 to any non block this turn!

How... Could you!?

[Guard 2 lunges forward, clawing at the Pale King in pure grief.]

Guard 2 rolled a 5!

Guard 2 rolled a +2 for a total of 7!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 5 - 1 for a total of 4]

*her claws rake across his shell, the fury felt in that attack like none that had come before it and he takes the force of it, not even making a true attempt to step away from the blow*

Thou was warned. These are the consequences of blind faith.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 is blinded by her rage, her claws swiping in an attempt to strike the Pale King once more.]

I don't care!

Guard 2 rolled a 15!

Guard 2 rolled a +2 for a total of 17!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 20! got real lucky with this one]

*there is no reasoning with her. a blade is brought into being, forged from light so white it sets the gloom ablaze as he slashes cleanly in retaliation*

Tis not faith nor loyalty to the crown that binds thou, is it? Tis loyalty to thine fellow mortal. For what it is worth, We art sorry.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 is knocked backwards, only to come swinging back towards him. The fury in her eyes still burns brightly as she comes in for another attack.]

Guard 2 lost 1 life, down to 1 left!

And so what if it is!?

Guard 2 rolled a 10!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 for a total of 11!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 15!]

It is commendable. Truly. We mean it. Yet... forgive Us this transgression, We cannot allow thee to stand in Our way any longer.

*the blade stabs forth. swift. sharp. shining. he hopes this is a kind enough ending if it is one*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 staggers in place as the Pale King's blade slides through her mortal shell. Her claw finds its way to her stomach, feeling her own blood.]

Ha... ha ha...

[Her vision blurs, her strength weakening. But as her last act of defiance, she presses her claw against Him. Her blood stains his shell before she finally gives her strength to the universe.]

[...]

[Then, and only then, the Pale King feels a sharp pain on his forearm. Looking behind Himself, the lingering form of Our Heir lay, a shard of its blade falling from its weak grip.]

[...]

[In its final act of loyalty, the creature sliced through its enemy's arm, even though it were weak.]

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a block!]

*the pale king does not look impressed with this but, if he's being honest, he would expect his own knights and sentries to act the same if they found hornet or his pure vessel laying dead upon the tiles of his palace. and yet... is it worth a try regardless of already soiled relationships?*

We were attacked. We defended Ourself. Believe Us if We were an assassin, or some form of base murderer, We would hath already made haste to thine monarch's side. Stand. Down.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is clearly having none of it, but is offput by the Pale King's calm demeanor in this moment.]

Guard 1 rolled a 2!

You can't fool us, Wyrm! We were told long ago that one as powerful as you may come! Even if we have no chance, we mist prove our loyalty to Him!

[Guard 2 is still unsure, not knowing who to believe. It's clear she may be swayed. But her partner seems interested in leaving that an impossibility.]

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 15! attacking guard 1]

*he merely... walks around the blow, a flap of wings just as a display of power. these are mortal beings, he must remind himself, using his more powerful spells here will not only be unfair but also put him at a disadvantage should the monarch refused to go down without a proper struggle. he raises a hand to create a wall of shimmering light, flicking it to send it towards Guard 1*

If We wanted this kingdom We would hath come with a greater force than just Ourself. A wyrm has its thralls and what is it without? A god, true, but with form shedded We are hardly an invading force. Is thou truly willing to die here?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 simply attacks again, even though the blast. With no thought about it. As some would say, he is "locked in."]

Guard 1 rolled an 8!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to guard 1 for a total of 9!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 10, attacking guard 2]

*just barely. only barely he sidesteps in time. it would seem his words do not reach either guard. it may seem crass but... he simply flings a fist in Guard 2's direction. this'll be the final chance he gives but it seems truly they both wish to fight. so be it.*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 falls backwards, only for Guard 1 to pick her back up.]

Guard 1 and 2 both have 2 lives left!

Uhm, listen, maybe we could--

Guard 1 rolled a 3, blinded by loyalty!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled an 8]

*as Guard 1 moves to attack he uses his own momentum to sweep his legs out from under him, shaking his head with disapointment*

This is honestly quite a sad display. Thine loyalty is commendable, truly, but from experience it is rarely rewarded in kind. We should know, We... oft forgot the common bug that served Our own throne. Listen to thine companion, death is not a preferable outcome.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 collapses onto the ground, but immediately attempts to push the Pale King off his balance.]

Guard 1 lost a life, with 1 left!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

[Guard 2, still loyal despite her rebellious thoughts, attempts to help Guard 1 once more.]

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to Guard 1!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolls a 5, health 5/6]

*the push is comical almost, it reminds him of little grubs play fighting perhaps and despite the fact the aide from Guard 2 surprised him, or perhaps the fact Guard 1 was willing to push a Higher Being at all, he still stumbles and trips over himself. the laugh that escapes him is quickly silenced*

Thou art serious? Truly? Ah, tis a game to Us but life or death for thou and thou still acts in a childish manner?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 stands up straight and makes a dash towards the Pale King.]

Anything for my Wyrm... Anything!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

Wait, don't!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 20, attacking guard 1]

*he merely lifts his hand and backhands Guard 1 mid-dash so hard that he is fairly certain he’s caused damage to himself too. it’s damn near offensive the speed and disrespect he reacts with*

Does anything include this? Thine devotion is strong, admirable even, but look now what it gets you, what thine reward is…

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is sent flying into a wall, creating a small cract in the infrastructure. Guard 2 comes rushing over, tears in her eyes.]

No, no! Wyn, speak to me!

[As Guard 1 holds on to the little life left in its shell, he whispers something indistinguishable into Guard 2's ear. And immediately, something changes about her.]

... You...

[Her gaze could pierce through shell it was so sharp. Her claws were seething with anger and filled to the brim with a lust for blood unlike any.]

The Pale King has a -1 to any non block this turn!

How... Could you!?

[Guard 2 lunges forward, clawing at the Pale King in pure grief.]

Guard 2 rolled a 5!

Guard 2 rolled a +2 for a total of 7!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 5 - 1 for a total of 4]

*her claws rake across his shell, the fury felt in that attack like none that had come before it and he takes the force of it, not even making a true attempt to step away from the blow*

Thou was warned. These are the consequences of blind faith.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 is blinded by her rage, her claws swiping in an attempt to strike the Pale King once more.]

I don't care!

Guard 2 rolled a 15!

Guard 2 rolled a +2 for a total of 17!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 20! got real lucky with this one]

*there is no reasoning with her. a blade is brought into being, forged from light so white it sets the gloom ablaze as he slashes cleanly in retaliation*

Tis not faith nor loyalty to the crown that binds thou, is it? Tis loyalty to thine fellow mortal. For what it is worth, We art sorry.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 is knocked backwards, only to come swinging back towards him. The fury in her eyes still burns brightly as she comes in for another attack.]

Guard 2 lost 1 life, down to 1 left!

And so what if it is!?

Guard 2 rolled a 10!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 for a total of 11!

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a block!]

*the pale king does not look impressed with this but, if he's being honest, he would expect his own knights and sentries to act the same if they found hornet or his pure vessel laying dead upon the tiles of his palace. and yet... is it worth a try regardless of already soiled relationships?*

We were attacked. We defended Ourself. Believe Us if We were an assassin, or some form of base murderer, We would hath already made haste to thine monarch's side. Stand. Down.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is clearly having none of it, but is offput by the Pale King's calm demeanor in this moment.]

Guard 1 rolled a 2!

You can't fool us, Wyrm! We were told long ago that one as powerful as you may come! Even if we have no chance, we mist prove our loyalty to Him!

[Guard 2 is still unsure, not knowing who to believe. It's clear she may be swayed. But her partner seems interested in leaving that an impossibility.]

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 15! attacking guard 1]

*he merely... walks around the blow, a flap of wings just as a display of power. these are mortal beings, he must remind himself, using his more powerful spells here will not only be unfair but also put him at a disadvantage should the monarch refused to go down without a proper struggle. he raises a hand to create a wall of shimmering light, flicking it to send it towards Guard 1*

If We wanted this kingdom We would hath come with a greater force than just Ourself. A wyrm has its thralls and what is it without? A god, true, but with form shedded We are hardly an invading force. Is thou truly willing to die here?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 simply attacks again, even though the blast. With no thought about it. As some would say, he is "locked in."]

Guard 1 rolled an 8!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to guard 1 for a total of 9!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 10, attacking guard 2]

*just barely. only barely he sidesteps in time. it would seem his words do not reach either guard. it may seem crass but... he simply flings a fist in Guard 2's direction. this'll be the final chance he gives but it seems truly they both wish to fight. so be it.*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 falls backwards, only for Guard 1 to pick her back up.]

Guard 1 and 2 both have 2 lives left!

Uhm, listen, maybe we could--

Guard 1 rolled a 3, blinded by loyalty!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled an 8]

*as Guard 1 moves to attack he uses his own momentum to sweep his legs out from under him, shaking his head with disapointment*

This is honestly quite a sad display. Thine loyalty is commendable, truly, but from experience it is rarely rewarded in kind. We should know, We... oft forgot the common bug that served Our own throne. Listen to thine companion, death is not a preferable outcome.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 collapses onto the ground, but immediately attempts to push the Pale King off his balance.]

Guard 1 lost a life, with 1 left!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

[Guard 2, still loyal despite her rebellious thoughts, attempts to help Guard 1 once more.]

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to Guard 1!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolls a 5, health 5/6]

*the push is comical almost, it reminds him of little grubs play fighting perhaps and despite the fact the aide from Guard 2 surprised him, or perhaps the fact Guard 1 was willing to push a Higher Being at all, he still stumbles and trips over himself. the laugh that escapes him is quickly silenced*

Thou art serious? Truly? Ah, tis a game to Us but life or death for thou and thou still acts in a childish manner?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 stands up straight and makes a dash towards the Pale King.]

Anything for my Wyrm... Anything!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

Wait, don't!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 20, attacking guard 1]

*he merely lifts his hand and backhands Guard 1 mid-dash so hard that he is fairly certain he’s caused damage to himself too. it’s damn near offensive the speed and disrespect he reacts with*

Does anything include this? Thine devotion is strong, admirable even, but look now what it gets you, what thine reward is…

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is sent flying into a wall, creating a small cract in the infrastructure. Guard 2 comes rushing over, tears in her eyes.]

No, no! Wyn, speak to me!

[As Guard 1 holds on to the little life left in its shell, he whispers something indistinguishable into Guard 2's ear. And immediately, something changes about her.]

... You...

[Her gaze could pierce through shell it was so sharp. Her claws were seething with anger and filled to the brim with a lust for blood unlike any.]

The Pale King has a -1 to any non block this turn!

How... Could you!?

[Guard 2 lunges forward, clawing at the Pale King in pure grief.]

Guard 2 rolled a 5!

Guard 2 rolled a +2 for a total of 7!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 5 - 1 for a total of 4]

*her claws rake across his shell, the fury felt in that attack like none that had come before it and he takes the force of it, not even making a true attempt to step away from the blow*

Thou was warned. These are the consequences of blind faith.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 is blinded by her rage, her claws swiping in an attempt to strike the Pale King once more.]

I don't care!

Guard 2 rolled a 15!

Guard 2 rolled a +2 for a total of 17!

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a block!]

*the pale king does not look impressed with this but, if he's being honest, he would expect his own knights and sentries to act the same if they found hornet or his pure vessel laying dead upon the tiles of his palace. and yet... is it worth a try regardless of already soiled relationships?*

We were attacked. We defended Ourself. Believe Us if We were an assassin, or some form of base murderer, We would hath already made haste to thine monarch's side. Stand. Down.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is clearly having none of it, but is offput by the Pale King's calm demeanor in this moment.]

Guard 1 rolled a 2!

You can't fool us, Wyrm! We were told long ago that one as powerful as you may come! Even if we have no chance, we mist prove our loyalty to Him!

[Guard 2 is still unsure, not knowing who to believe. It's clear she may be swayed. But her partner seems interested in leaving that an impossibility.]

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 15! attacking guard 1]

*he merely... walks around the blow, a flap of wings just as a display of power. these are mortal beings, he must remind himself, using his more powerful spells here will not only be unfair but also put him at a disadvantage should the monarch refused to go down without a proper struggle. he raises a hand to create a wall of shimmering light, flicking it to send it towards Guard 1*

If We wanted this kingdom We would hath come with a greater force than just Ourself. A wyrm has its thralls and what is it without? A god, true, but with form shedded We are hardly an invading force. Is thou truly willing to die here?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 simply attacks again, even though the blast. With no thought about it. As some would say, he is "locked in."]

Guard 1 rolled an 8!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to guard 1 for a total of 9!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 10, attacking guard 2]

*just barely. only barely he sidesteps in time. it would seem his words do not reach either guard. it may seem crass but... he simply flings a fist in Guard 2's direction. this'll be the final chance he gives but it seems truly they both wish to fight. so be it.*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 falls backwards, only for Guard 1 to pick her back up.]

Guard 1 and 2 both have 2 lives left!

Uhm, listen, maybe we could--

Guard 1 rolled a 3, blinded by loyalty!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled an 8]

*as Guard 1 moves to attack he uses his own momentum to sweep his legs out from under him, shaking his head with disapointment*

This is honestly quite a sad display. Thine loyalty is commendable, truly, but from experience it is rarely rewarded in kind. We should know, We... oft forgot the common bug that served Our own throne. Listen to thine companion, death is not a preferable outcome.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 collapses onto the ground, but immediately attempts to push the Pale King off his balance.]

Guard 1 lost a life, with 1 left!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

[Guard 2, still loyal despite her rebellious thoughts, attempts to help Guard 1 once more.]

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to Guard 1!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolls a 5, health 5/6]

*the push is comical almost, it reminds him of little grubs play fighting perhaps and despite the fact the aide from Guard 2 surprised him, or perhaps the fact Guard 1 was willing to push a Higher Being at all, he still stumbles and trips over himself. the laugh that escapes him is quickly silenced*

Thou art serious? Truly? Ah, tis a game to Us but life or death for thou and thou still acts in a childish manner?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 stands up straight and makes a dash towards the Pale King.]

Anything for my Wyrm... Anything!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

Wait, don't!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 20, attacking guard 1]

*he merely lifts his hand and backhands Guard 1 mid-dash so hard that he is fairly certain he’s caused damage to himself too. it’s damn near offensive the speed and disrespect he reacts with*

Does anything include this? Thine devotion is strong, admirable even, but look now what it gets you, what thine reward is…

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is sent flying into a wall, creating a small cract in the infrastructure. Guard 2 comes rushing over, tears in her eyes.]

No, no! Wyn, speak to me!

[As Guard 1 holds on to the little life left in its shell, he whispers something indistinguishable into Guard 2's ear. And immediately, something changes about her.]

... You...

[Her gaze could pierce through shell it was so sharp. Her claws were seething with anger and filled to the brim with a lust for blood unlike any.]

The Pale King has a -1 to any non block this turn!

How... Could you!?

[Guard 2 lunges forward, clawing at the Pale King in pure grief.]

Guard 2 rolled a 5!

Guard 2 rolled a +2 for a total of 7!

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a block!]

*the pale king does not look impressed with this but, if he's being honest, he would expect his own knights and sentries to act the same if they found hornet or his pure vessel laying dead upon the tiles of his palace. and yet... is it worth a try regardless of already soiled relationships?*

We were attacked. We defended Ourself. Believe Us if We were an assassin, or some form of base murderer, We would hath already made haste to thine monarch's side. Stand. Down.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is clearly having none of it, but is offput by the Pale King's calm demeanor in this moment.]

Guard 1 rolled a 2!

You can't fool us, Wyrm! We were told long ago that one as powerful as you may come! Even if we have no chance, we mist prove our loyalty to Him!

[Guard 2 is still unsure, not knowing who to believe. It's clear she may be swayed. But her partner seems interested in leaving that an impossibility.]

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 15! attacking guard 1]

*he merely... walks around the blow, a flap of wings just as a display of power. these are mortal beings, he must remind himself, using his more powerful spells here will not only be unfair but also put him at a disadvantage should the monarch refused to go down without a proper struggle. he raises a hand to create a wall of shimmering light, flicking it to send it towards Guard 1*

If We wanted this kingdom We would hath come with a greater force than just Ourself. A wyrm has its thralls and what is it without? A god, true, but with form shedded We are hardly an invading force. Is thou truly willing to die here?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 simply attacks again, even though the blast. With no thought about it. As some would say, he is "locked in."]

Guard 1 rolled an 8!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to guard 1 for a total of 9!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 10, attacking guard 2]

*just barely. only barely he sidesteps in time. it would seem his words do not reach either guard. it may seem crass but... he simply flings a fist in Guard 2's direction. this'll be the final chance he gives but it seems truly they both wish to fight. so be it.*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 falls backwards, only for Guard 1 to pick her back up.]

Guard 1 and 2 both have 2 lives left!

Uhm, listen, maybe we could--

Guard 1 rolled a 3, blinded by loyalty!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled an 8]

*as Guard 1 moves to attack he uses his own momentum to sweep his legs out from under him, shaking his head with disapointment*

This is honestly quite a sad display. Thine loyalty is commendable, truly, but from experience it is rarely rewarded in kind. We should know, We... oft forgot the common bug that served Our own throne. Listen to thine companion, death is not a preferable outcome.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 collapses onto the ground, but immediately attempts to push the Pale King off his balance.]

Guard 1 lost a life, with 1 left!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

[Guard 2, still loyal despite her rebellious thoughts, attempts to help Guard 1 once more.]

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to Guard 1!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolls a 5, health 5/6]

*the push is comical almost, it reminds him of little grubs play fighting perhaps and despite the fact the aide from Guard 2 surprised him, or perhaps the fact Guard 1 was willing to push a Higher Being at all, he still stumbles and trips over himself. the laugh that escapes him is quickly silenced*

Thou art serious? Truly? Ah, tis a game to Us but life or death for thou and thou still acts in a childish manner?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 stands up straight and makes a dash towards the Pale King.]

Anything for my Wyrm... Anything!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

Wait, don't!

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a block!]

*the pale king does not look impressed with this but, if he's being honest, he would expect his own knights and sentries to act the same if they found hornet or his pure vessel laying dead upon the tiles of his palace. and yet... is it worth a try regardless of already soiled relationships?*

We were attacked. We defended Ourself. Believe Us if We were an assassin, or some form of base murderer, We would hath already made haste to thine monarch's side. Stand. Down.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is clearly having none of it, but is offput by the Pale King's calm demeanor in this moment.]

Guard 1 rolled a 2!

You can't fool us, Wyrm! We were told long ago that one as powerful as you may come! Even if we have no chance, we mist prove our loyalty to Him!

[Guard 2 is still unsure, not knowing who to believe. It's clear she may be swayed. But her partner seems interested in leaving that an impossibility.]

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 15! attacking guard 1]

*he merely... walks around the blow, a flap of wings just as a display of power. these are mortal beings, he must remind himself, using his more powerful spells here will not only be unfair but also put him at a disadvantage should the monarch refused to go down without a proper struggle. he raises a hand to create a wall of shimmering light, flicking it to send it towards Guard 1*

If We wanted this kingdom We would hath come with a greater force than just Ourself. A wyrm has its thralls and what is it without? A god, true, but with form shedded We are hardly an invading force. Is thou truly willing to die here?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 simply attacks again, even though the blast. With no thought about it. As some would say, he is "locked in."]

Guard 1 rolled an 8!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to guard 1 for a total of 9!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 10, attacking guard 2]

*just barely. only barely he sidesteps in time. it would seem his words do not reach either guard. it may seem crass but... he simply flings a fist in Guard 2's direction. this'll be the final chance he gives but it seems truly they both wish to fight. so be it.*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 falls backwards, only for Guard 1 to pick her back up.]

Guard 1 and 2 both have 2 lives left!

Uhm, listen, maybe we could--

Guard 1 rolled a 3, blinded by loyalty!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled an 8]

*as Guard 1 moves to attack he uses his own momentum to sweep his legs out from under him, shaking his head with disapointment*

This is honestly quite a sad display. Thine loyalty is commendable, truly, but from experience it is rarely rewarded in kind. We should know, We... oft forgot the common bug that served Our own throne. Listen to thine companion, death is not a preferable outcome.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 collapses onto the ground, but immediately attempts to push the Pale King off his balance.]

Guard 1 lost a life, with 1 left!

Guard 1 rolled a 5!

[Guard 2, still loyal despite her rebellious thoughts, attempts to help Guard 1 once more.]

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to Guard 1!

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a block!]

*the pale king does not look impressed with this but, if he's being honest, he would expect his own knights and sentries to act the same if they found hornet or his pure vessel laying dead upon the tiles of his palace. and yet... is it worth a try regardless of already soiled relationships?*

We were attacked. We defended Ourself. Believe Us if We were an assassin, or some form of base murderer, We would hath already made haste to thine monarch's side. Stand. Down.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is clearly having none of it, but is offput by the Pale King's calm demeanor in this moment.]

Guard 1 rolled a 2!

You can't fool us, Wyrm! We were told long ago that one as powerful as you may come! Even if we have no chance, we mist prove our loyalty to Him!

[Guard 2 is still unsure, not knowing who to believe. It's clear she may be swayed. But her partner seems interested in leaving that an impossibility.]

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 15! attacking guard 1]

*he merely... walks around the blow, a flap of wings just as a display of power. these are mortal beings, he must remind himself, using his more powerful spells here will not only be unfair but also put him at a disadvantage should the monarch refused to go down without a proper struggle. he raises a hand to create a wall of shimmering light, flicking it to send it towards Guard 1*

If We wanted this kingdom We would hath come with a greater force than just Ourself. A wyrm has its thralls and what is it without? A god, true, but with form shedded We are hardly an invading force. Is thou truly willing to die here?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 simply attacks again, even though the blast. With no thought about it. As some would say, he is "locked in."]

Guard 1 rolled an 8!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to guard 1 for a total of 9!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 10, attacking guard 2]

*just barely. only barely he sidesteps in time. it would seem his words do not reach either guard. it may seem crass but... he simply flings a fist in Guard 2's direction. this'll be the final chance he gives but it seems truly they both wish to fight. so be it.*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 2 falls backwards, only for Guard 1 to pick her back up.]

Guard 1 and 2 both have 2 lives left!

Uhm, listen, maybe we could--

Guard 1 rolled a 3, blinded by loyalty!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a block!]

*the pale king does not look impressed with this but, if he's being honest, he would expect his own knights and sentries to act the same if they found hornet or his pure vessel laying dead upon the tiles of his palace. and yet... is it worth a try regardless of already soiled relationships?*

We were attacked. We defended Ourself. Believe Us if We were an assassin, or some form of base murderer, We would hath already made haste to thine monarch's side. Stand. Down.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is clearly having none of it, but is offput by the Pale King's calm demeanor in this moment.]

Guard 1 rolled a 2!

You can't fool us, Wyrm! We were told long ago that one as powerful as you may come! Even if we have no chance, we mist prove our loyalty to Him!

[Guard 2 is still unsure, not knowing who to believe. It's clear she may be swayed. But her partner seems interested in leaving that an impossibility.]

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a 15! attacking guard 1]

*he merely... walks around the blow, a flap of wings just as a display of power. these are mortal beings, he must remind himself, using his more powerful spells here will not only be unfair but also put him at a disadvantage should the monarch refused to go down without a proper struggle. he raises a hand to create a wall of shimmering light, flicking it to send it towards Guard 1*

If We wanted this kingdom We would hath come with a greater force than just Ourself. A wyrm has its thralls and what is it without? A god, true, but with form shedded We are hardly an invading force. Is thou truly willing to die here?

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 simply attacks again, even though the blast. With no thought about it. As some would say, he is "locked in."]

Guard 1 rolled an 8!

Guard 2 rolled a +1 to guard 1 for a total of 9!

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-pale-king]

[the pale king rolled a block!]

*the pale king does not look impressed with this but, if he's being honest, he would expect his own knights and sentries to act the same if they found hornet or his pure vessel laying dead upon the tiles of his palace. and yet... is it worth a try regardless of already soiled relationships?*

We were attacked. We defended Ourself. Believe Us if We were an assassin, or some form of base murderer, We would hath already made haste to thine monarch's side. Stand. Down.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 is clearly having none of it, but is offput by the Pale King's calm demeanor in this moment.]

Guard 1 rolled a 2!

You can't fool us, Wyrm! We were told long ago that one as powerful as you may come! Even if we have no chance, we mist prove our loyalty to Him!

[Guard 2 is still unsure, not knowing who to believe. It's clear she may be swayed. But her partner seems interested in leaving that an impossibility.]

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king does not move from where he stands save to turn towards the guards. there is remorse in his eyes but no regret as he simply awaits their arrival. it would seem that for all his charm and charisma before if a fight is brought to his feet he will draw blade...

despite being able to perhaps flee and face that which awaits upon the kingdoms throne he feels it may be best if he ensures nobody gets in his way. if he is given the chance to talk, to explain, he will but he fears the sight that greets any who seek him out now is not one that'll foster good relations*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 wastes no time as he runs up to the Pale King, pointing his spear directly at Him.]

Stop it right there!

[Guard 2 runs up next to Guard 1, assuming a defensive stance.]

Halt, assassin!

Guard 1 rolled a 7!

Guard 2 rolled a block!

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 flicks a small rock on the ground using his finger.]

So, you uh... got any fours?

[Guard 2 rolls her eyes, a chuckle finding its way out.]

Go fish.

[Guard 1 shakes his head and drops the cards onto the ground.]

Man, nothing interesting ever happens.

Right? The guy's always up in his room, worrying about something we aren't even allowed to know!

[Guard 1 lifts himself up, using a spear-like weapon to prop up onto his feet.]

And we're supposed to be, y'know, the royal guards! I'd say if he's so worried, he'd let us help.

[Guard 2 cuts guard 1 off, shaking her head as she also props herself up using her own spear.]

Now, now. I'm sure he has his reasons—

But you just said!

I wasn't finished!

[The two continue to bicker, arguing over whether one should leave their post or stay where they are.]

@the-pale-king

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks, slowly as the scene washes over him, one achingly familiar. how many times had his own knights argued about such similar things in such similar ways? too many times, enough to be funny and concerning in tandem. he listens to their take, lets the words sit with him. something had concerned this monarch in the past, and from the information given by the version of him the pale king had met in his own dreams he simply assumes the monarch has seen the ending of his kingdom through visions and now frets on how to stall it... he shakes his head. that is not what he's here for.

the pale king clears his throat, takes a few steps forwards. deadly these two had been called, refined also. even if their games and bickering seems good natured their spears are sharp and no knight or guard will take kindly to a stranger butting into their conversation. but... it seems he must*

Greetings. We offer sincere apologies for interrupting what We art certain is a most important conversation, and also offer Our input that if thou art ordered to guard together perhaps neither should leave thine post, but We hath business with thine Monarch and We were hoping that thou couldst let Us pass.

*an offering of a peaceful resolution he is certain neither will take, but at least the attempts has been made. he came to fight and he already knows he'll be doing thus... still... if he can glean any information from those who stand in his way before he reaches the kingdom's peak he will gladly do so*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guards 1 and 2 stop bickering and look towards the Pale King. Immediately, his pale presence is obvious, and the two block his way.]

Halt, Wyrm! We know not why you're here, but you will be unable to pass into His royal chambers.

D-did you really have to get all fancy like that?

[Guard 1's face visibly flushes from embarrassment, but he quickly shakes it off.]

Well, I have to sound imposing!

[Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes, clearly done with him in the amused sense.]

To... a Wyrm?

[The two, predictably, continue bickering with each other over who is more right in this situation. It seems neither will pursue combat unless provoked, but it may be possible to distract them easily.]

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king blinks. slowly. these two... they are fools. loyal yes, but fools. what kind of knight would plain argue with their fellow before what could possibly be an ending to their life? an enemy of unknown power? perhaps he does them too little discredit for merely one look upon him had them knowing exactly what he is, not that that is a hard leap to make... he shakes his head slightly bemused. he can use this however*

Our business is Our own, mortals but know We would not stand here if We did not hath reason. But, might We give some pointers? Thine way of "getting all fancy" was a good attempt, not at all that imposing but t'was more impressive than watching thou simply play cards. Well done.

Know that We do come in peace but understand thine position in full; We art strange, unknown, yet We hath also made no move to attack or provoke thou. We could simply be aide requested by thine Monarch to help with the troubles He faces. We think He would be most displeased.

However, if thou wilt not allow Us to pass We cannot see this ending well... tis your choice.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[The two guards stop their fighting immediately, looking towards the Pale King. Then it occurres to them - who else could help a Wyrm but a Wyrm?]

O-of course, sir. Go right in.

What!? Come on, we should at least let the big guy know!

Dude, maybe this is why he's been so worried! He was waiting for anither Wyrm! Remember how there... aren't many left...?

[Guard 1 shakes his head, standing firm in his place.]

Sure, but... He'd tell us, wouldn't he?

[Guard 2 promptly pushes Guard 1 aside, and after a brief struggle, sits atop him. Guard 1 still clearly hasn't had enough.]

Go right through, Sir. I hope the eternal kingdom thrives with your support.

[the-pale-king]

*oh so... that worked a lot better than he'd thought, but, the words of the guards give the pale king slight pause. this monarch, the ruler of this kingdom, he'd been waiting for another wyrm, one whom the pale king is certain is not himself. unless... he had forseen this? no matter the path is clear and it seems that peace is an option. however... the next foe on his path he fears may not see reason. kin, of what it is uncertain but wyrm in part, he'd been told, deadly too. perhaps... he pauses in his stride, looking over to where the guards tussle with each other*

A question, before We move on, and Our thanks for making this an easier affair.

May We ask if there aught any dangers on this path We must look out for? We hath doubts that all denizens of this eternal kingdom shalt be as understanding as thou two. We understand if this is not information thou wishes to part with, We hath already asked a lot from thou.

[the-eternalwyrm]

[Guard 1 thinks for a moment, before looking towards the Pale King.]

That's, uh... "Our Heir" you must be talking about. He's the only one even allowed near His throne.

[Guard 2 nods her head solemnly.]

Yes, he's... listen, if we didn't hear about you coming here, he sure didn't. And he doesn't take lightly to surprises.

There's been a rumor going around that he was told he was going to die for the kingdom. Not may, will.

[The two guards stand up straight, clanging their spears together.]

Be careful, Wyrm. As mighty as you may be, all close to the king have been trained for the worst.

[the-pale-king]

*the pale king nods in what he believes shall be his farewell to these guards but their words hang heavy on him like a second shell. oh how the past seems to bite at him, sink its claws into him. an heir born. born to die it would seem. how is that any different than the treatment of his own spawn? he bites his tongue, pushes down the sea of emotions that threatens to spill, squares his shoulders, and strides forth*

[the-eternalwyrm]

[There is a sudden loud noise, and a blast of pale light coming from the castle. No smoke, just pure energy. Guard 2 looks directly into Guard 1's eyes.]

Dude?

[Guard 1 nods, and promptly swings open the doors to the entrance of the castle.]

Let's go.

[Clearly to them now, the Pale King was no guest. There was no attempt to talk. Whether it overreacted again, or this was a true threat... they were going to find out one way or another.]