WODK III: The Aftermath (Event)

[Mathew Amtrum]

He'd read the list over before tucking it away.

"Similar to my own list."

With some other names on it. But it was worth checking out.

"I thank you for the gift, however."

[Blake Oleander]

Blake lightly growled at the swats, but he'd not lash out.

"I adapt."

[David B.]

"As do we all."

The man hummed.

"With Arcuturus dead...I have no safety in territory two." He looked to Blake.

"I am told you rule over territories of your own...I'd like to request Asylum there, if you'd have me."

Emma would nod at Mathew, graciously accepting his thanks.

[Leon]

Leon would walk closer a small giggle escaping his outward breathing.

"No worries. Once I get my chains back on, I should have more fun later."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"So all of this. Just a ploy to get into the good graces of 259? Or was there something more to your part in this ordeal?"

He wasn't exactly grateful, but he also wasn't mad.

[Blake Oleander]

"What do you mean you have no safety?"

[Bailey Oleander]

"You want me to what?" Bailey stared at Emma, no longer trying to disappear into the crowd as she stared at the new ruler of territory two. They wanted her to be Ambassador? To a people she'd never met before until now?

"I...thank you, Emma. It's an honor, truly, but I don't believe I can. There are things that I need to tend to that would take me from Cabal." Like helping her people find a new home.

[Leon]

Leon wasn't exactly ignoring what she said, but he had to think it over.

"I am a supervisor for the military, but I can bring the request forward to Zack Asiv if you want."

[David B.]

Emma turned to Mathew and spoke bluntly.

"Yes and no. Getting on 259's good side was a simple bonus. But after we declared our intent to withdraw from the accords and then did so, territories began to grumble about taking our resources. We decided it would be prudent to find a way to put off those who'd wish to test our mettle, while also proving our lust for war is boundless. While our desire to meet enemies thrives, we want those enemies to be strong, and to be worth our time." She stared. "By challenging the finest warriors in the western hemisphere, we've proven we can hold our own while hopefully enticing the strongest of our enemies into the light."

Hence, the cameras.

"With the Earth Dragon, however, our position became tenuous. We'd heard rumors that Storm and Lightning had gone off the rails more than a few times, and this caused some whispers from other territories. It was best that those whispers be shut down sooner rather than later, though I do revel in the knowledge that our Kings guard was strong enough to bring you to light."

She looked to Bailey, and Leon.

"Please do so, Mr. Sudeki. If they're smart, they'll utilize you as an ambassador to other territories. You have a way with people, and your soul has a....light. If I had to choose anyone on this battlefield to deal with, it would be you. So they will find a way."

The old man hummed again, shifting a little closer.

"I make the flowers, you see. They are seen as a....tool, which others wish to use for personal gain. The High King protected me, and I'm sure his daughter would try but she...she does not yet have the peoples unquestioning faith yet. I need that, or I am in danger." He shrugged. "You, at least, would have the decency to stab me in the chest instead of the back, no?"

[Mathew Amtrum]

"I'm touched. No word of me going off the rails."

Prior to his death of course.

"It's nice to feel loved."

There was only a bit of sarcasm in his voice.

[Avice Locke]

Avice saw Tryniti and approached closer but only close enough to ear shot.

"Why 'ave yar people not given ya treatment?" she looked at her in a solemn and cold gaze.

[Blake Oleander]

He had to assume he meant the flowers they used after the battle. He'd nod to himself.

"My people chose me to protect them. If you wish to join my people and work with us to rebuild. Then you are the same as us. One people."

He would accept.

[Bailey Oleander]

"Thank you. I will be sure to speak with them about it." She couldn't exactly say no, but she would have to let it be known she had other goals, as well. She took a deep breath, looking over at Leon for a moment before continuing.

"As for your request, I will speak with my supervisors on it, as well.  But I am honored.."

[David B.]

"The flowers can only be used once a month. The body is not built to handle that kind of intense regenerative infusions."

She spat blood, watching Avice.

"On top of that....the enemies targeted our healers. Only a few remain, and I refuse to let their healing abilities be used on me. I came here to die, and so I shall, allowing others to live in my stead."

In her right hand was an axe, broken. Her left held a war helmet, which she offered up to Avice.

"A gift for you. For your fire, and for the wars ahead."

Emma cocked a brow at Mathew.

"I think we both know what your going off the rails was, don't we?"

She'd turn back to Bailey with a bow. "I look forward to working with you."

The old man bowed to Blake.

"Then my considerable talents will be at your disposal, sir."

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Avice gains: Helm of the Knights Cross (+5 defense) - This helmet seems light, and despite it's entirely metallic front, once worn it's entirely see through. Once per thread, Avice may totally ignore an attack on her. She completely disregards damage, Qi, and any other attack type, a simple shimmering shield forming over her body.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"I would call it going under the radar."