IC: For Love

[Thorlan]

The drow felt the wave of energy as well and pushed himself to move as quickly as he could. He watched as Valadrir came over top of him to reach the tower more quickly. Moving into the tower shortly after Valadrir and taking a quick scan of everything going on there. There was something else, that he couldn't see here. He took quick notice of the demon at the top of the stairs and Kalamos protecting the stairs and Star before turning and trying to find the entrance to the vaults, remembering about the amulet.

[Anderen]

He glared at both of the angel's as they stepped away from him and drew their swords and assumed defensive stances. His fanged maw spread into a wicked grin as he looked back and forth between the two angel's as he awaited their attack. He assumed that they had orders to kill any demon they might come across on sight, no questions asked. As such, he was eager to get the fight underway so he could spill the blood of the two "holy" abominations before him, and send them to wherever they went when they died. His anticipation was interupted however when the Lord Validrir came flying from nowhere and landed on the ground in a roll behind Kenoras' sister and her golden armored companian, calling out to the two angel's that he himself would handle the situation presented by Kenoras' sudden appearance. "...And what can you do? You may be a god, but I am no mere demon. I am a devil, I am your antithesis. You are akin to order, while I am chaos. We are different, yet we are the same. Thus I can kill you as you can kill me. Am I not correct?" he retorted to the god's angry words. With that, Kenoras took two steps forward, each one sending out small shockwaves through the ground beneath him, shaking beneath his great weight. Immediately the two angel's matched his steps, taking two steps away from him as he approached. I do so enjoy a good fight. And it has been so long since I've been free to wreak havoc and bring terror to those who would be my enemies. This day is the beginning of my glorious return. At last, I will be able to kill again...And who better to be my first victims than these two angel's and their god?   Kenoras thought to himself. In the next instant however, Kenoras was surprised when, even though he had greeted her first, Star spoke out to him in an urgent tone, forcing him from his thoughts. His misshapen grin faded as he listened to what Star said, and he thought for a moment on her words. They made sense, afterall, because it seemed she was not considered to be an enemy of the angel's like he was. Perhaps she was right, perhaps it was best for him to not wander the lands with such blatant disregard for his holy opposites, for those he was born to hate and kill. then Star spoke of how his form would put them both in danger, and he thought for a moment once more of why she was acting as she was, why she wasn't running to join him in battle against the angel's and god. If you can hear me, do not speak, lest it be with your mind only. I wonder, why do you ally yourself with our mortal enemies? Am I alone in my disdain for these foul creatures? Will I be alone also if I battle them? Well? Will you aid me, sister? I seek only to be free of persecution. Kenoras thought to Star, hoping she would be able to hear as well as respond to him. And it was then that the warrior spoke, the man he had once mistaken for the mortal who had made him a prisoner in a sword. He didn't nod or say anything in response to Kalamos, but he maintained eye contact with him the entire time he spoke so Kalamos would know he listened intently to what was said. But then Kalamos asked his name, and even more importantly, what reason he had for being here. "I am Kenoras. As for my purpose. I have none. I am simply here. And met with the faces of my enemies," he said, pausing as he looked from the angel's and then the god, then back to Kal, "I am left with no choice but to kill them. They will attack me the first chance they get, so I may as well make the first move, right? I'm not here because I want to be. Like I said, I am just here. Does that claer things up, friend?" he asked Kalamos, as he awaited his response. Kenoras would ignore all the talk of when kal had attacked him, and leave it be as he waited for someone to speak again, or attack.

[Lord Validrir]

Validrir arched an eye brow and answered the devil. "If you are what you claim to be, than those angels are a poor match for you. I, on the other hand, might survive." He spoke and then listened as Kalamos asked who he was and what his buisness would be. He then listened as the devil explained. "Very well, Kenoras." Validrir said after a moment. "And if we leave you alone, what will you do then?" His tone was mocking and condecending. "Reak havok on the city? Burn crops? Or will you simply commit the murder of countless individuals to slake your blood lust? Do not pretend that you attack only to survive, it is in your twisted nature to fight my kind and torment mortals." He walked forward as he spoke, slowly climbing the stairs towards the massive demon. "You are foul, you are evil, you are damned for all of time." He whispered, yet his voice seemed to echo all around them. "Now die." And the sword swung toward Kenoras's neck.

[Zoycite]

The demon spoke only to her, through her mind alone. She listened to him, Validrir coming ever so close to her, she shook her head, hid behind the massive wings of Kalamos; the holy energy was licking her flesh and burning with every touch. She spoke to Kenoras "I do not ally myself with our 'enemies' I ally myself with love. If we attack them, then we are no better then they. I have spent many a year on the outside to better understand and educate myself on all of this... you would do good to learn the same."

Star never allied herself with someone she didn't consider a friend or family. It was never about race whom she was seen with. She loved an Angel; she had loved a vampire and an elf before. She trusted individuals, stood beside them until their breath was taken from them. She had seen too much hate based on appearance alone, she wanted to be better then that.

Validrir was answering back to Kenoras. His words infuriated her beyond belief. Her father, trapped inside of the wolf, was furthermore angry. She whispered, "Our nature? Our instinct? To torture mortals? To just cause havoc amongst others?" her voice was raising along with her temper, "We live to war with angels? Am I so foul? So evil?" She was stepping away from Kalamos and following the God, the angels dare not come near her. She was fuming from his words, she was illuminating with a power, an ancient power that not many had ever had the chance to feel, "Am I so damned?!" Now she was yelling at the 'God.' "He has never came down to strike ME ever in my life. Who are YOU to speak such words?"

Star was illuminating, hair flowing around her in invisible power. An angel turned to grab her, but as soon as his hand touch her flesh, it burned him like acid, his skin melting away. This was an ancient power that they had never seen. She was evolving.... she turned to the angel and back to Kalamos, her eyes were soft to him and full of fear. She mouthed the words 'Help Me...' to him.

Star did not know what was happening to her, only her father knew, who sat at the bottom of the stairs.

She watched as Validrir took first strike against the talking demon. She snapped upon seeing this. She turned to the nearest angel and smirked with the most evil intention. "Scream for me, my pretty..."

[Kalamos]

Kalamos watched as very steadily this loosely allied group began to break down and start fighting. As Star would see the raging fury in his eyes as she looked at him. And while he wasn't about to kill anyone, his wings stretched full and the air became thick. The silver in Kal's eyes flashed a sudden teal and the viscose power surrounding them all began to move in a flowing current. Holding his sword out in his right hand, the armor on his left forearm parted and the energy of runes began to writhe across his forearm. Running the blade across his forearm in what would be a crimson splattering swirl the power holding the highly dense forces surrounding him broke down and caved inward towards his arm. It was like watching an eruption of blood and fire explode from Kalamos' arm. [Blood Rune]

 This seething and raging firestorm was not volatile to life, but rather volatile to the forces around. The flaring energy in this rune soon came to full focus, his sword was of a near black crimson shade. One rune in particular lit brightly in red. [Buster] Turning the blade and blasting his wings he barelled into Star, hitting with a sudden and ferocious force; Wrapping around her with his off-arm he carried her with him. Landing before Validrir and putting this raw power into stopping his attack. The force of his blade was stronger now, enough so to halt the full force of Validrir's attack, but not so strong that there wasn't a consequence for it. Even his empowered blade wasn't a match for god strength. The highly tense and volatile forces in his sword crumpled, and Kalamos found himself, for the first time in an exceptionally long time, on the recieving end of punishment. He his eyes went wide with a sudden realization as to what he gotten himself into. Shattering metal sailed into his limbs, and Validrir's own blade made his chestplate scream as it tore through it and hurled Kalamos from the stairs of the tower; His world spiraled through the air and when he hit the ground, it was hard.

 Standing up slowly and staggering, he looked at the three of them; His face was smothered with a look of terrible dissappointment just as his chest was with blood. He held up his blade's hilt, and looked at the damage done to his weapon and himself, discarding the hilt he moved forward and brushed past them, stopping only to turn and look to Star and Thorlan. Closing his eyes, he swayed in the breeze briefly, almost as if in a daze. His eyes had returned to normal and that massive energy was scattered by Validrir's strike. He took a deep breath and walked into the tower, bearing signs of injury in his steps. Of his entire body and the grevious damage done to it, his wings seemed completely untouched by the damage of Validrir's attack.

[Lord Validrir]

Validrir was shocked, both by the power emmitted by Star and Kalamos's actions. He was there in front of him in an instant. But the die had been cast, the sword already swinging toward its intended target and it would not stop for Kalamos. Validrir stayed were he was as Kalamos was sent sprawling by the force of his attack. He never moved even as Kalamos stood and walked to the tower, obviously hurt. His eyes darted from Star to Nall and then to Kenoras, the hulking monster before him. Validrir closed the remaining space between them and looked the devil in his eyes.

"Begone from here and go where you wish, but know this. If you so much as sneer at my subjects, I will end you." He walked passed Kenoras and toward the tower where he knew the amulet waited for him. He turned once he reached the top step and looked back at those below. "Star, you are different than the rest of demon kind, whether or not you realize it. I understand you anger with me, but I am done apologizing to you." His eyes shifted to Nall and then to Kenoras. "Every demon I have ever met has acted exactly as I have described them. Blood thirsty, cruel and evil. This is the experience I have to draw from. Maybe you can understand my hostility, after all each of those demons had wished me dead. So there you are, I will explain myself no more. Accept my actions or don't, but I will not be questioned any longer."

Validrir rounded on his heal and entered the tower, a deffening thunder clap seeming to add a sence of finality to his words. He entered the main hall and found two servants running out of a door. One of them was Daglen, the vault worker. Together they spotted him and hurried over. Between them they held a heavy chest that was covered in runes.

"Oh, my lord!" Dalgen said as he and the other dropped the chest at his feet. "The amulet is in quite a state. We had to place it in this heavy thing to even carry it." Validrir frowned and looked at the chest.

"Stand back." He ordered as he knelt in front of the runed box. The two men did as they were told but stayed close enough to see what was happening. Validrir tossed the lid back and leaned back as a wave of evil power surged forth. The red glow cast an eerie lighting across the hall, casting dark and ominous shadows on the walls. Validrir bared his teeth as he recovered from the initial burst of energy. Plunging his hand into the chest he withdrew the amulet which immediately burned and steamed as though it had been plucked from molten lava. Validrir closed his eyes and clenched his teeth against the horrible pain that wracked his body. His gauntlet fell apart as the leather in it burned away and the steel melted and ran down off his hand and on to the floor. Soon the amulet was glowing even brighter, the stone almost white it was so intense. Validrir's head went back and his mouth opened in a silent scream. The amulet burst into flame and began to crumble, and after another minute of agonizing pain, it dropped to the floor as a blackened husk.

Validrir collapsed to the ground and lay there shaking in a cold sweat. He did not respond as the two men ran over and asked if he was ok. He only closed his eyes and ceased to think as the darkness of sleep took him.

[Thorlan]

Thorlan stopped his search as he felt the energy from Star building ont he stairs and looked in that direction, not surprised to see Valadrir making a move towards the demon on the stairs, but seeing Kalamos take the hit his eyes opened wide and watched as his friend sailed through the air. His eyes narrowed slightly but he didn't retaliate, moving to Kalamos instead and helping him up or help him stay up anyway, looking at the wounds he took.

He looked back at the god as he spoke to star, words he figured were probably truth though held no sympathy in them, "I fear this 'alliance' will not hold for long on the battlefield..." he muttered to Kalamos while Validrir worked to destroy the amulet he had told him about.

[Anderen]

Kenoras remained where he was while he watched the events unfolding around him. He was waiting for either of the angel's or even Validrir himself to attack him. He lisyened to everything the lord said to him, but Kenoras didn't respond. Instead, Star did, screaming out at the god in a fury after hearing the degrading remarks made about Kenoras, as well as all demons and devils.  He smiled when he saw her defend him so, and it pleased him that he wasn't alone. But then the girl began to emanate with a mysterious and powerful aura, and her flesh even began to glow. Kenoras was an ancient devil, but even he had never felt an energy like hers in his entire existence. Her blood line was even more pure and more closely linked to the first of all devils then he was.

It was a surprising thing to be priviliged to see, but the fact that her power was so pure gave him great joy. He had been alone through his existence, unable to stomach any of the females of his kind he had ever seen, but this devil woman before him was already appealing to him. They would create many perfect and unholy vessels of destruction the likes of which hadn't been seen for millions years. It will be glorious... Kenoras thought to himself as he looked back to Validrir, who had begun to attack him finally. Kenoras stood there as a small orb of reddish yellow energy appeared in the grasp of his right hand. He closed his fist, and the energy shot out from his hand and took the shape of a sword as Kenoras began to raise the blade up to block even as it was still forming.

Just in front of his face, and invisible at first, a sort of blueish white haze lingered in the air before Kenoras. Unknown even to Kenoras, it was Anigav moving to aid in his defense from the god's attack, since the life forces of Anderen, Kenoras, and herself were all connected. She couldn't allow even Kenoras' to be killed, no matter how evil he was. However, as fast and suddenly as the blue haze had began to form, Kalamos had stepped in front of Validrir's attack as he came from nowhere seemingly. Kal slowed the attack just enough that Kenoras had time to step out of the way, even though he still held his own sword up in front of him. He was surpriased at how damaged kalamos was after the smoke cleared, and he watched as the angelic warrior limped off into the tower, then he looked back to the lord.

The lord told him to leave and go where he wished, which also pleased Kenoras, as he continued to listen to what else was said. Next the lord explained himself and what he had said to Star and Kenoras, who Kenoras was hoping wouldn't believe his lies. He tried once more to speak to her with his thoughts as Validrir finished speaking and also went into the tower. The drow followed Kalamos, and it left just the two angel's and then himself and Star. He moved over to her and looked down to her, finally taking her advice as he changed his appearance, his body shrinking and taking on the look of a human. When he was finished, he made eye contact with Star Sister...What stops us from slaying these two here and now? Their god has abandonded them. You saw with your own eyes that he moved to attack me first, I did nothing. And yet you will fight for his behalf, fight to protect him and his kind? His holy underlings look upon us with both contempt and hate, they seek to kill us as we do them. Your companion, the one with angelic wings, is not like the others. I get a feeling he is very different from any ordinary angel. I have no quarrel with him, since such is the case. You and I are alone here, we have no others of our kind to watch our backs. Surely you must see the logic in what I say. Aid me, sister. he thought to Star, before turning to look at the angel's.

"You both had better go inside. Your god may have said to begone from here, but he also said to go whereever I wish. Interestingly enough, I wish to remain here. So I shall. Thus you had better leave my presence, or else I will be forced to remove that which annoys me from the area, from existence even. Now go. Mercy is not something I show very often, pitiful cretins." he said, his voice deep and resonating. He watched as the angel's both took his warning and moved inside the tower, leaving just himself and Star to remain outside. He looked back at her as he waited for her answer to what he had thought to her.

[Zoycite]

Star was wanting blood, she could taste it on her tongue, feel it through her fingers. SHe craved it, wanted to hear the screams, wanted to take their last breath. She was furious with the God and his little winged death dealers. She was about to attack, the angel looking at her with fear in his eyes... Kalamos swooped her up and carried her up the stairs. She held fast to him, her body not fighting him. "Just one little kill.... just one..." he would deny her request.

She was placed down and heard steel unsheathed and then shatter. WIngs protected her from the shards of silver that flew through the sky. Kal was pushed back, STar immediately turned to him; blood hit her nose and ran the scent through and through her body. Her pupils widened with the thrill of a hunt. She shook her head and saw Kal, her love and life, bleeding. He was hurt. She didnt even have the voice to yell his name. Everything went blank in her mind, she saw nothing, felt nothing. She was in shock.

Star slowly turned to look at Validrir who did nothing, said nothing... not even to call his minions to help Kalamos. She was disgusted... fury burned within her. She was giving off more power then either of them. The angels all bowed to her, began to back away. She gritted her teeth, "Leave me... now..." they listened, not questioning another one of her actions. Validrir also left, taking his time up the stairs, muttering something about demons, "It is ignorance you live by... how sad for a God." she was blatently rude, didn't care at the moment. She was using all her will to not snap. Thorlan was making his way past her, "Drow... Take care of him... I can not right now."

Kenoras stayed with her, he was trying to reach her. She was still in a raged shock. He did well to listen to her and return to a normal state of being. "We arent alone... If any one is alone it is I and I soley. Kalamos is different... he is dear to me. The others I could care less for, they don't understand. But you will do well to understand them. If you are as ignorant as them... then you are no better, Brother." she turned to him, "And if you ever touch a hair... a string of clothing... on Kalamos, I will make you wish that God Himself was punishing you. Do you understand?"

She meant every word. She was so monotone right now, expressionless. Slowly she walked up the stairs and entered the Tower. Validrir was shaking on the floor, the pendant around her neck began to glow gently. She turned to Kalamos and caught the scent of blood once more. She blinked and ran to him, sliding to her knees. She took him in her arms, gentle quick hands pulled at his armor, taking off the shattered pieces, pulling metal from his flesh. His blood was swimming all around her. She looked and took off for curtains, ripping them from the rods and returned to KAlamos; she quickly wrapped him up tightly, trying to stop the blood... his blood... her life.

She was fighting it, the urge, want, need to drink directly from him. The blood on the floor was still warm... she was shamefully thinking about drinking it. She did, however, lick her fingers, tasting sweet life. She grabbed for empty blood vials in her pouch and filled them with spilt blood from the floor. This was the vampire in her, she needed to have extra.

"My love... are you okay? You don't have to answer me, I know the answer is no..." she sighed deeply she was trying to calm down. A tilted of the head and a forced smile crossed her lips, "Everything will be fine..." she was faking it. She wanted to rip heads off. She couldnt feel anthing still. She turned slightly, and out of her back there was a rip, black bloodied feathered tip was sticking out from her flesh.

[Lord Validrir]

Pensworth would come running as he heard the other two men call for help. He would direct two angels to lift Validrir onto their shoulders and carry him to his chambers. Clear worry would line his proper features as he followed them to the stairs. As they reached them he turned to see both Stat and Kalamos. Hurrying over to them he said.

"Did either of you see what did this to the lord? He was just...." He stopped as he saw the condition of Kalamos and the blood on the floor. "My goodness, you shouldn'e even be standing after such a wound!" He said as he leaned forward to peer at the cut. "What happened to you dear sir? This is a horrible slice, almost as if..." He paused again and straightened. "This cut was left by a special weapon, a god's weapon. What has transpired Star?" He said, turning his attention to the girl. "Bah, never mind at the moment, you need medical attention." He said without waiting for an answer. "Come along, we'll get you patched up and then sort this out." He began to move in the direction of the first aid room, where servants who get injured by accident go to be taken care of, but then stopped and looked back at Kalamos. "Do you need help to get there, or will you even accept it from me?" He asked in a serious tone.

[Kalamos]

(This post contains what Kal perceives, where as some of this is not possible, i.e. his walking. He doesn't know the difference because of the state he's in.)


Beneath his stoic facial appearance and his act of fortitude his clenched teeth were steadily un-clenching. His pain was dulling to a floating haze sense of lightness. Hearing was coming in and out as his steps became more and more pronounced from one another. The taste of iron seeped into his mouth and a small stream began to flow forth, growing as he resisted less and less. Like a clock about to expire; Losing more confidence and power with each passing step, until lifting his legs became like trying to pull them knee-deep from mud. Nothing short of impossible, it was with these few fleeting moments that his blurred vision began to darken and close in around him. He was becoming less and less responsive and as his stance began to droop and pensworth addressed him, he seemed incapable of answering. He could barely mouth the words he wished to speak and with these attempts came gobs of blood; Thick blood which was clearly from internal damage.

 Within a matter of moments following all these obvious signs of near unconsciousness, the feathers molted from his back and his wings slowly collapsed to ash to his back plates. Metal shards that were stuck between his feathers fell harmlessly to the ground before dissipating into magical remnants. All his injuries laid bare, traumatized forearm and chest cavity; combined with several slabs of metal from his own sword and arm scattered into his arms. There was a brief moment were he tightened up his stance; The deep breath before his plunge into darkness, but in his sudden resistance of unconsciousness, his wounds seemed to shrink slightly; But there wasn't even enough power for his healing to work within him at this point. [Inner Light: Failed] His body became limp in Star and Thorlan's arms as it continued to ooze thicker blood from his chest.

[Thorlan]

Thorlan held Kalamos, looking at everyone and trying to see what was going on. Things seemed to have calmed down a bit but that didn't help what was happening still. He saw Star come to Kalamos, tips coming from her back as they had when he had fought her. She was furious, and rightly so with all that had just transpired. Still holding Kalamos he felt him go limp, without answering Pensworth. "Lets get him there. And quickly." he said, finding the extra strength to pull his friend along with minimal help, hearing Star's words of comfort for him, though it appeared that he could not hear them himself.

This war was going to be something far more than he had thought, this war was starting from within and if that happened, then there would be no hope for any in the war on the outside. He silently cursed to himself, there had to be a way to keep everyone from fighting one another. Looking over at Star again he wondered if it would be possible to keep her from simply turning on the Angels at any point in the war.

[Lord Validrir]

With a nod Pensworth turned and led them dowm one of the five corridors that split off from the main hall. It was not long before they came to an open door near the kitchens. Inside was a long room with several beds and desk with a middle aged man man behind it. He looked up over his spectacles and his eyes widened at Kalamos's condition.

"Well, for goodness sake, put the man on a bed!" He exclaimed as he got up. He was wearing plain dress clothes and a long blue coat, his hair was wavey and brown, but slightly thinning and turning grey on the sides. "My my my, I have to say that this looks bad." He muttered as he looked Kalamos over. "Mrs. Collins, please come here and bring the stitching kit and probe." He called after a moment. A little while later a young woman with a dress of the same blue as the man's coat came out with a small brown leather case and a metal ball. She set them down and smiled at those there, but her smile faded when she saw Kalamos.

"Doctor Willmor, is he going to be alright?" She said in a worried voice.

"Perhaps, it depends on the extent of his internal damage. But if you will please remove his armor and fix that horrid wound on his shoulder, that would help."  The nurse set to doing as she was instructed and the doctor took the metal ball. It was about four inches in diameter and covered in different runes. Touching a series of the runes in sequence the ball suddenly lifted from his hand and floated over Kalamos. It slowly hovered from his head to his feet and back again. "Now we'll know the seriousness of this in about a minute."

[Kalamos]

The magic of the orb's scrying passed over Kal's bloodied self steadily; But failing to collect the information it was designed to. The presence of unnatural power caused Kalamos shudder. The damage done to his body was easily discernable to be fatal for the physicians that examined him, but examining something as complex and unusual as Kalamos required more than just a doctor's knowledge on human health. There was more at work behind the veil of the physical; There was a lot of superficial damage done to the powers holding him together. Damage only a weapon of an immortal or extremely powerful being could've inflicted. Star's somewhat trained eyes could see it; and As the orb trailed over his chestplate, it would make visible to all the real damage. The blue light of the orb trailed over his body until reaching this wound. The magical blue light refracted away from his chest. Revealing a fount of raw power.

 Validrir had cut the seals formed from Star's summoning power, and while they saw a fount of raw power, Star could see the fields that contained his power; These broken areas were spreading. Collapsing into himself as a tower would. The caked blood from his body outside burned away in the tower's powerful holy aura. The cloth around him began to collapse as his body began to dissipate. Silver threads of energy peeling off from his chestplate and scattering into the air around. Deep in his mind, he felt the darkness take him once more. They were left with a bloodied curtain on a bed. So it was once more, that Kalamos once more drifted without senses of any kind.

[Corotai]

The wizards left by the dark king were long and diligent at their work, ignoring distractions until their work was completed. A large and ornate glowing arcane circle on the ground, was lit with an eerie purple glow; Far away, in the core of the kingdom of the dead, an opposing white circle was lit. The inside of these circles faded into a reflective pool. Stepping onto these reflective pools, one by one massive golems of coral stone began to pass through. Rising steadily on the recieving side and moving to the wizards that waited on the other side.

 The constructs were large, standing almost thirty feet tall; Despite their size, they moved with considerable agility. Twenty of these came through before the next set of reinforcements came. 20 elementals of each of the four basic schools of the arcane passed through: Of the fire based, 10 lesser elementals, the size of men, followed by five more powerful elementals, which unlike the lesser ones actually resemebled men. The final five fire elementals were young wyverns. The next set that came through were the earthen elementals; The first ten were best described by their given name, rumblers. A collective mass of earth that seemed little more than mounds of dirt in appearance. The five that followed were sand men, and the final five to come forth were crystal golems. The third set of twenty to come through were air elementals; The weakest of which looked like moving clouds. The next five coming through looked more volatile, wind in their humanoid bodies swirling violently. The final five coming forth were made of electricity and cyclones. The final set of elementals to pass through were the water elementals. Tortoise-like creatures emerged in a batch of ten, followed by humanoid like elementals, and the strongest ones looked like they were composed of some form of hostile liquid.

 As these elementals entered formation, an emissary came through and awaited a commander. He bore the flag of his king and the portal shut. Speaking to the wizards whom watched Corotai's own so well before they departed through the portal he announced, "Corotai's elemental forces and coral golem guard are Lord Validrir's own for the duration of the conflict. By the command of my King. These elementals are being channeled from the keep where Corotai's throne lies. They require nothing more than Validrir's command and will serve him without question, and once given the command to depart by Validrir himself, will disjunct and return to my King." Bowing his head to the wizards in command, he turned and stepped back into the portal that was opened; Which closed shortly afterward. The one hundred creatures stood at attention where they were. Validrir's wizards knew from what they were told, they will respond to nothing and take no action until Validrir gives them their orders.