Author Topic: The assorted bits of Aldrakar Renodin's Life  (Read 73600 times)

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Re: The assorted bits of Aldrakar Renodin's Life
« Reply #60: August 03, 2014, 07:51:18 PM »
You guys and gals are lucky this week. It seems there is plenty material to write Rp's about! This one is a more personal one for Aldrakar. It involves his late wife, Lucini. Her city and how he deals with his feelings in that regard.

A familiar setting

Moving with his men under and through the huge arching gates of Giask he felt a pang of loss. Memories now firmly locked away in the past never to repeat assailed him. He looked longingly towards the dominant ducal palace. Once the home of the Talratheon Dynasty and where he would go to meet his wife. The former Lady of Giask, Lucini.

The streets were less crowded now. Even the most populated city in the civilized world had its darker days and this was a page from that chapter. Gaunt faces belonging to paupers lined the boulevards. Where Lurian architecture was draped with Asylonian banners Aldrakar knew an ember of anger in the pit of his stomach. He never had disliked the Asylonians and he always respected the alliance the two realms once enjoyed but this was in his mind, a Lurian city still.

As he led his men through the familiar streets and past so many memorable sites that stirred vivid feelings in his breast were it the little people that spoke up. They recognized his family crest and called out to him and lauded him with simple flowers and attempted to touch him. Aldrakar felt strange and was at first unsure how to react but settled on affecting magnanimity. He smiled at them, spoke reassuring words and held hands for brief moments of time. A bond solidified in his heart and he would do what he could for these people of Giask.

Arriving at the huge docklands he had gathered quite a crowd even though he had urged them to continue their duties and jobs. ''I'll return soon again brothers and sisters. Better times are ahead, you all know it and we must all endure what it is we must endure.'' He looked out over them from the prow of the ferry that would take him to the Silver City of Askileon. ''Unity, through power.'' The words came from his mouth. They were the words of House Talratheon and the people knew them.