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Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: DolittleMax Date: October 20, 2020, 5:17 am
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Malachi’s expression dropped in betrayal at Lae’s words and he
almost snapped in anger before he caught a look at the
expression on Eir’s face. Oh friend... He could see in the
drake’s eyes the confusion and hurt and immediately softened a
little, even if his anger toward Lae increased. Mal made to go
pull his friend away from the traitor but she seemed to startle
at something and ran before anything more could be said.
Coward...
The group of horses and men came charging toward the dock,
slowing to a canter as they grew closer. By the stern looks of
Eir’s parents, Mal was sure this was not going to be a fun
little story...
There was surprise on the Elvi’s face when the matriarch of the
family rushed to check him over after she knew her son was fine.
His face flushed in embarrassment again at the weird intimacy
and sensation of being healed. He was never going to get used to
it-
Mal watched in a sense of dumbstruck silence as he watched Eir
be verbally stripped to his bones by his father. The empathy Mal
held for him in that situation radiated deep within him; he’d
felt that same anger, disappointment and apathy from his father
also. Though, it would seem Eirs father implied that his son
would never be fit to rule, placing the blame for Mal’s
endangerment on the drakes shoulder.
He could no longer remain silent as they stood face to face,
scales creeping along their skin. He pulled away from Fen’Ora
and moved to place a hand against Eir’s chest and forcing some
distance between the pair. Mal looked at the male, not making
eye contact to prevent any offence and bowed deeply.
“Lord Aluanas, I beg you for your forgiveness. This whole
situation is undoubtedly on my shoulders. Your son has ever been
the more level headed one and always sought to make sure I am
safe and well looked after. I would not doubt to lay my life in
his hands at his word. My Lord, your son has done nothing for me
but ensure my well-being and teach me your ways. For that I am
ever grateful and I apologise for creating a rift between father
and son. I am willing to take the blame for this incident... say
the word My Lord and I shall leave your household be...”
It hurt him to suggest, but if his father really believed Mal
to be a bad influence, he was willing to leave if it restored
faith in Eir. Mal had to stand up out of his bow, as the
pressure on his very bruised ribs was making it hard to breathe.
He moved back a step, allowing personal space fore everyone, but
kept his head lowered.
#Post#: 1950--------------------------------------------------
Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: Kimcora Date: October 20, 2020, 6:51 pm
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The pair of men appeared to be locked in an angry duel of wills.
It was clear their Draconic tempers were flaring and that pride
was getting in the way of their usual ability to compromise.
Both were usually quite even kiltered and usually quick cheerful
and amicable. But, it seemed the fear of danger and the scolding
led them only to a heated discussion and got their scales
bristled. Eir would be lying if he said that he didn't feel a
bit nervous arguing with his father in this way. He had never so
much as squeaked out a word of anger before towards his parents,
even when their overprotective natures often led him to feeling
isolated. Right now, he even felt a bit of relief when Malachi
got between them, breaking his father's intense gaze from him.
Eir was taken aback by Malachi's bold statement and the fact he
took the blame for all this. He shouldn't have, as this wasn't
his idea solely and neither was it his fault they were taken.
Eir should have been more aware and smarter. It was his fault he
and his friend even were in that mess...He was the one that
pursued Lea after all and her father was the one that helped in
taking them...
Ahoran'Jae gave Malachi a steely look that was cold as ice, the
anger there however was diminishing to a low burn. He seemed to
see the boy's lack of confrontation and noted his apology. While
it didn't make things right, he was seemingly eased that he
didn't try to fight punishment.
"Father, he is not solely to blame. Malachi is the reason we
were able to escape. I'm truly sorry if I upset you and
mother...So please don't make him leave." The plea from his son
made Ahoran pause and let a breath out from his nose, steam
rising from his nostrils. He was quiet a moment, before he shook
his head.
"We won't be sending him home, but I will be informing your
father of the events so that they do not have cause to worry and
for transparencies sake. As for you two," He stated, gesturing
precisely to each of the pair. "You will be under strict
supervision. While I appreciate you looking out for one another,
it is not lost on me that you both are to blame for this
foolishness. I'm just...relieved you two are alive." He gave
them a more stern look to Malachi and a deeper, more tense look
towards Eir.
"Come along, you both need rest and I am done speaking on this."
He motioned for the pair to follow, but Fen'Ora came to the
boy's sides quickly with a hand to each of their backs.
"Forgive him, boys. He was worried sick about you two. When that
message came, we thought the worst..." She gave them a gentle
push towards a pair of horses for them to take.
By the time they were home, Eir was withdrawn and exhausted. His
father dismissed them for the night, but Eir looked like he
hardly could bring himself to go to sleep, let alone process
everything that happened. As they were left in the foyer by his
father and mother, the guard returning to their posts, Eir
glanced at Malachi with a sullen look. "I'm...sorry that I
helped get us into that mess." He said, wanting to apologize for
almost causing his friend to be sent home.
#Post#: 1965--------------------------------------------------
Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: DolittleMax Date: October 22, 2020, 6:09 pm
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Malachi was relieved when the Lord Aluanas decided against
sending him home and that he was done talking on the situation.
He could tell that Draconian fury was not something you played
lightly and was pleased that the situation seemed to diffuse.
Malachi was sure his father would be briefly annoyed with the
situation but would hardly think that it was as big of a
situation as what it actually was.
Dinner in the household was definitely a quiet affair and no one
had felt the need to speak until everyone was excusing
themselves to their own quarters for the night. Of course this
time Mal and Eir were escorted to theirs.
Mal gave his friend a gentle smile “Hey, no need to be so sorry.
We made it out didn’t we? If it weren’t for your quick thinking
we’d still be attached to that pole. Things like this happen,
it’s just about what you learn from it. What I learnt was that
perhaps you should assess a vendor more closely before buying
from them.”
Malachi could tell his friend was still wound up and overwhelmed
by the whole thing, so when they parted ways for the evening,
Mal opened his window and sat by it. He pulled a small kind of
reed pipe from his luggage and began to gently play. Ancient
Elvi lullabies and songs floated gently on the air. A servant
back home had taught him the instrument and he’d found solace in
the peace that it brought. Perhaps Eir would hear from his rooms
and be comforted enough to fall asleep.
#Post#: 1971--------------------------------------------------
Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: Kimcora Date: October 23, 2020, 7:31 pm
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While Malachi's calming words hardly allowed Eir much reprieve
from the trauma of the night, but it did well to at least draw a
breath from the man. While he still felt like a complete failure
to his parents, he at least knew he had his best friend there to
soften the blows of his parents disappointment. He still
couldn't shake the feeling of shame as he was alone in his
space. How could his parents not trust him beyond a simple
mistake? Eir did everything right. He listened to his parents,
he studied and read all the right literature, learned Duthl,
kept the peace on his mother's side of the family, and managed
affairs around the home while his father was away. But one night
he decides to act his age and enjoy a little fun, it's suddenly
like he murdered someone or set the family treasury ablaze...
He pondered that fact as he crawled into bed, feeling the
oppressive haze fill his mind with less than savory thoughts.
Not only had he upset his father, a man he looked up to, he also
learned the woman he was speaking with was a liar. Potentially
one that led them to that trap...He wanted to ask Malachi's
thoughts, but neither man knew the truth of the matter. While a
part of him wanted to believe that Lea'Vera wasn't able to be
bad, he knew deep down that truly he knew too little of her to
actually know that for certain she could be good.
A sigh pulled through him as he tried to ease himself enough to
sleep. And that was when a beautiful light and lilting sound
filled the air. He hadn't heard the likes of which before, which
made his head raise and eyes flit to the window. The sound
emanated from beyond the darkness, hinting it was from somewhere
in the house. A little sense told him it might be Malachi, as
the foreign tune hardly matched anything Eir was used to. It
brought a smile to his lips before he bedded down in the
blankets, eyes closing in hopes of finding rest.
~~~~A month or so later~~~
The large hall of the museum was alive with the merriment of
Draconians of all areas of the social elite. Their clothes were
examples of finery and their horns were brightly jeweled and
adorned to show the wealth their families garnered. It was an
array of color and brilliance. There was clearly a hierarchy
even within the noble circles that mingled amongst the statues,
artifacts, paintings, and tapestries. Groups huddled together in
their own islands of familiarity and pomp. It was clear some
were more traditionalist as they assumed their Draconian forms
rather than take a human appearance. Those people congregated
together, while those who took more Humana appearances mingled
amongst others.
Eir gave an uncomfortable glance at the room, disliking being in
a crowd this large. When his father announced this was an event
they would attend with the family, Eir jumped on it as an
opportunity to impress his father and earn his good graces back.
After all, the event tonight was meant as a way to make
alliances amongst the nobility and speak with their
representatives on laws to be passed. Everyone here tonight had
someone they supported and an agenda to further. While Eir's
family mostly wished to push for trade agreements with Phonax
and convince the Representative to grant them the charter, Eir
also was tasked with helping Malachi navigate the people here.
He was a foreigner after all and most were still leery of him.
It helped that he wore the traditional robes, even if they were
tailored to the blue and silver of his people. Eir spared him a
wry look, eyes hinting at his nervousness around this many
people. "Do you feel confident with your Vsh'taak? If you're
going to mingle and plead your case for better relations with
Phonax alongside us, we might need to practice some." He asked
Malachi before a voice broke through the crowd.
"Eir'Asa-ith! There you are!" A bubbly drake of less than
intimidating height bustled her way from the crowds, golden eyes
wide with excitement. She was a spritely thing, but seemed to
contain the energy of a woman twice her size as she came to
greet the boys. She bowed to Eir before passing a look to
Malachi, one of surprise that hinted she didn't expect to see a
foreigner. When she realized she gave him a funny look, the
woman bowed, the peals adorning her horns bobbling with the
movement.
"Well hello...new person?" She said before rising and giving the
man a once over look. "What strange company you keep, Eir. He
doesn't look Glaperan." She admitted aloud in Vsh'taak, thinking
the man wouldn't understand her and Eir gave the woman a half
laugh.
"Sehrish, he's hardly strange. This is Lord Malachi Hythian, the
visitor from Phonax we spoke about." Sehrish's face lit up at
the mention, appearing curious of the new guest.
"Oh! Is that so?" She still seemed to be observing him, but had
put on a more friendly face. "Then it's a pleasure. I'm Sehrish
Darhazaan, a friend of Eir'Asa's." Her eyes flicked to Eir, a
teasing scolding look emitting from her. "Well, I thought as
much until he became a ghost at the libraries. Do you know how
many scrolls I've combed through on my lonesome that you will
have to catch up on? Fascinating things on...Well I'm hardly one
for spoilers." Her joke made Eir chuckle and shake his head.
"I've been preoccupied with helping Malachi adjust here. We will
be by the library perhaps Sehrish." She gave a huff and a roll
of her eyes, seemingly not patient enough for that answer.
"Fine, I'll manage." She stated with a purse of her lips,
however it eased as she considered Malachi a moment longer. "So
tell me Lord Hythian, how are you enjoying Glaperan shores? It's
not everyday our harbors are open to...new guests."
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Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: DolittleMax Date: October 23, 2020, 8:22 pm
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Malachi, despite his usual charisma, was a little nervous about
the event. It was held in the towering halls of the museum;
grand sandstone walls, marble floors and decadent fittings. For
one, he’d been cramming his study of Vs’shtak so he would not be
out of depth- but he still felt his words were clumsy. Secondly,
he knew his mere appearance at such a prestigious event could
offend people, so every move he made needed to be calculated.
Thirdly, Lord Aluanas was trying to endorse trade between Phonax
and Glapera and the young Elvi would be considered the
representative of his entire nation. Was there pressure? Yes.
But Malachi would try and charm his way through it like he did
every other situation where he felt under prepared. Even as he
stood there, he endured his robes were still sitting correctly
and the steel and sapphire, Phonaxian head piece he wore was
sitting straight.
Mal looked to Eir, seeing his friend was just as nervous and
gave him a reassuring smile. He was about to answer the
suggestion for language practice when a flurry of motion
interrupted them both.
Her countenance was lively and warm enough that he wasn’t too
offended that she tried to evade his ears by speaking to Eir in
Vs’shtak. Of course, he was well enough learned to understand
what she was saying and an amused grin tugged at the corner of
his mouth. He watched the interaction between the two drakes,
eyes flitting between them. It would seem they were very well
aquatinted, United by their bookish tendencies... When she
greeted him formally, he returned her bow but was not allowed
much space to reply until her query into his stay was laid out.
He flashed his usual charming smile, ever eager to be on the
good side of every woman he met.
“I have found your shores to be much more welcoming than
expected. The water here is very...” he searched for the word
“clear and beautiful. There is much beauty here which has not
been seen by my people and I’m sure that is a dreadful shame”
his eyes settled on her in a slightly complimentary manner as he
spoke of ‘unseen beauties’ but he reigned in too much
flirtation. He sensed Eir and her might have a special
friendship.
“I apologise if my Vs’Shtak is basic... I know enough to be
functional, I’m hardly yet a poet”
He stepped carefully out of the way of a larger, more scaled
drake who pushed past, seemingly unaware of his existence there.
It was something odd he was still getting used to. At home he
was a golden boy among the people- not to be arrogant -but the
people loved him.
“Sehrish, how come you to be in the library more often than Eir?
That is a feat in itself. Do you work there or is your reading
entirely for pleasure?”
He cast a side glance at Eir, silently questioning if his
Vs’Shtak was up to par. He’d been practicing with everyone he
met and had been reading much harder than he was used to. He
hoped it was paying off in some way...
#Post#: 1977--------------------------------------------------
Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: Kimcora Date: October 24, 2020, 2:46 pm
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Sehrish gave a giggle at the compliment eyes batting at the mere
mention of her being pretty. Her Draconic pride only affirmed it
in her mind, but it was nice to hear it every once in a while.
At least he was a polite foreigner. "Well we had hoped you would
correct that error, Lord Hythian. But, if the waters are all
that have impressed you, my lord, then Eir has done a poor job
of showing you the city. Perhaps, you might allow me to help
show you some more of these 'unseen beauties'?" The question
there held suggestion, one that even Eir picked up on and was
not having it. Not because it was Malachi, but because it was
Sehrish and he knew better than to let Malachi into that trap.
"Yes, I'm sure Ifram would love that." He stated, knowing that
would straighten her out.
At mention of the male's name, Sehrish gave an upward roll of
her eyes. "We know that big oaf won't care if I make new
friends. Honestly, we both know he's off admiring himself. My
husband hardly needs my company.” She chided with a dismissive
wave of her hand. The soldier was off dealing with some
stupidness to do with training and she hardly had a care for it.
It was simply a marriage for political advancement, nothingmore
than that. "And your Vsh’tak is fine, dear. Good enough to
contend with me." She did give the dismissive drake a glare as
he passed, her eyes flashing briefly with a certain fiery anger.
"Forgive some of us. We may have our heads far up our own
species a—"
"Sehrish! Please, we are in public." Eir’Asa scolded when she
went to curse and speak badly around others. The woman, while
small, had a mighty temper that fit well with her dragon
heritage. But that didn’t excuse a lack of manners in public and
the fact Malachi already was on this ice here.
Thankfully, she was distracted by talk of books, something that
Eir was able to use to change the topic.
"Sehrish and I are study partners. We enjoy research and sharing
our thoughts on the texts the libraries gather. It’s nice to
have a friend who can appreciate a good debat." He said with a
pleased smile that made Sehrish nod.
"My reading is for both pleasure and career based. My father
owns the libraries of this city and is the master archivist. I
get all the perks of showing off and reading all the latest
additions. One day that might include Phonaxian texts, well if
you don't crash and burn while talking to these stuffy
politicians today. " She gave a wag of her brows, making it
sound much more fancy and appealing than it was to most.
"See how humble she is? Don’t mind her. Your Vsh’tak is great
and we just have to speak with a representative who speaks
Duthl. Lor’Jah Eshad is the representative for Aurix, the more
financial city state of Glapera. Father thinks we can handle
speaking with him as his family is an old ally of the Aluanas
family. Besides, you’re quite good with talking so you should be
fine. Just be yourself..." Eir told him, however Sehrish rose a
brow at Eir with a sarcastic snort.
"If it was that easy, everyone would get loans and governmental
support from Aurix. Lor is a vain man, very critical of others
and a bit dull. Greedy is another word for it, as he wears
things that are quite expensive and loves compliments on his
appearance. He is very proud of his art even if his paintings
are atrocious.” Sehrish added, before motioning a waiter down to
grab a glass of wine from the tray, offering it to Malachi and
Eir. Eir refuses as he didn’t want to risk being drunk now.
"I suppose that all helps. But we hardly should approach him
dishonestly by catering to such vain things. This is business,
not a garden party." Eir tried to reason but Sehrish only passed
Malachi a look.
"I’m sure it’s the same in Phonax. You have to...persuade people
to hear your point. A few honeyed words don’t bother anyone..."
#Post#: 1981--------------------------------------------------
Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: DolittleMax Date: October 25, 2020, 5:07 am
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Mal looked to Eir when he began pointedly speaking about this
'Ifram' making Mal break eye-contact with the pretty drake to
look at his friend with a slight 'Man! She was totally digging
that-' look before resuming his usual polite and warm stance.
Though she spoke of her husband, her eyes still glinted in
question. Perhaps he might take her up on her offer but some
other time...
"Perhaps at a later date" he simply stated for his friends sake.
For now he had to concentrate on the rapid firing of Vs'Shtak
that fired between the two of them. It would seem she held the
opinion that foreigners should be welcome to their borders, even
if it were simply for literature. Malachi gave a sheepish smile
when the Librarian got so upset about him being jostled aside.
It was admirable, though Eir quenched her temper with a few
stern words.
"I hope not to 'crash and burn' anything today... Eir and I have
had our fair share of mischief over the past few months, haven't
we?" he chuckled. Even the idea that he should say something
stupid or offend someone made him shiver. He wondered if his
father knew just how deep rooted their prejudice was. Surely he
wouldn't have sent Mal to fulfil this task if he truly knew what
a fine balance he was walkng. Charm the women, but ensure it's
not too obvious so their husbands still liked you, act as though
you hang on every word of the elderly but flatter and joke with
the younger ones. It was all a little overwhelming to think of
how well his mother's pernickety and gossipy nature had prepared
him for such environments. Always watching like a snake and
awaiting with the right words to feed someone. Perhaps it was
manipulation, but in Phonax where he was from, it was just the
way of things.
When Sehrish appealed to him on a similar topic to his thoughts,
he paused a moment. He knew Eir valued honesty and might look
down on him if he wholly agreed, but knew that Sherish was
right.
"Well, I've found that using the 'relevant' pieces of truth
mixed in with some honeyed half-truths work much better than
flat out demands. You have to make the other person feel as if
they hold the power in the deal, the better end of the stick if
you will. If they're satisfied that they hold the power, they'll
be more likely to agree with you. Whiiich, let's you get away
with a lot"
He took a sip from the wine he was offered and looked at it
oddly.
"This isn't just wine is it? I taste some sort of spice? It's
incredible! Delicious!" he swirled it in the glass with
practiced ease and smelt the aroma. It really was of high
quality and he immediately imagined how much his mother would
love it and love to serve it as 'a delicacy' at one of her
parties.
#Post#: 1984--------------------------------------------------
Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: Kimcora Date: October 26, 2020, 1:13 pm
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Sehrish gave Eir a wag of her brows when Malachi agreed with her
in not so many words. She knew the drake came by that streak of
honesty due to his parents, but it was not always the most
effective in the political realm. People didn't get to where
they were through just honesty and hard work. There was a good
deal of double-dealing and ass-kissing involved. She had to do
enough of it to protect her father's investments from the
money-grubbing hands of men that wanted to wed her. She got
lucky with the ever absent and detached Ifram...
"See Eir? You can catch more flies with honey." She teased the
drake that was her own age, however, she sounded motherly in her
tone. Much like a female teaching a youngling to breathe fire
for the first time. Eir made a face at the two, but gave a slow,
hesitant nod. He could concede that perhaps being kind to
someone was best...even if all the fluff and talk did little to
get your intentions across.
"I suppose...but only if we actually make the point that trade
with Phonax is a truly beneficial thing. I've already studied
the numbers and facts of it all and my father has already been
in talks with your father for years. It's simply a matter of
opening his mind to the benefits of an alliance with Phonax. Who
better to convince him of that than a lord of Phonax?" Eir was
trying to make Malachi aware of his power here and the fact that
although his position wasn't as favored here, he could still
hold alot of sway and power.
"Adept taste Lord Hythian. It's cinnamon, a spice that's used in
many of our deserts. I will send you with a few bottles. But no
matter...Well I toast to your luck anyways." She raised her
glass, clinking it with Malachi's before a coquettish grin came
to her lips. "Oh and I can do something better for you two. I'll
introduce you to our host!" She set her glass aside on a passing
tray and pulled Eir and Malachi along with her towards a group
of speaking Draconian's. They all seemed to be listening to the
loudest one speak, the infamous Lor'Jah Eshad. He was telling a
story about something to do with music at an event, one that
garnered laughs when he made a joke at the musician's expense.
Sehrish leaned into Malachi's ear, eyes narrowing slightly. "The
jeweled piece on his lapel is an artifact from the Tesith era.
Very valuable. Compliment it and I think you're in." She told
him before giving a giggle that drew attention.
"Poor thing should have known better than to play so poorly
before someone of such a trained ear, Representative Eshad." She
said, batting her eyes at the older man, the compliment
garnering her a grin from him.
"Very astute, Lady Darhazaan. I will have to invite you and your
husband to our next Gala." He then looked between the two men
there, none of which were her husband by sight. His eyes fell on
Eir before they landed for a long moment on Malachi. "Unless
your friends here have a love of the arts, as well?"
Eir bowed low, knowing that was the cue to introduce himself and
hoped that Malachi followed suit. "A gracious offer,
Representative Eshad. Let me introduce myself. Eir'Asa Aluanas."
The name brought a spark of recognition and a grin to the older
drake.
"Ah so you're Lord Aharon'Jae's boy. I have worked closely with
your father and Uncle, Hirador Aluanas. Fine men." However, his
attention returned to Malachi with a hard to read expression.
"But you, I don't know." He stated, in Duthl surprisingly.
"Representative Lor'Jah Eshad of Aurix, our confederacy's
financial district. You are?"
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Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: DolittleMax Date: October 26, 2020, 5:19 pm
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Malachi gave Eir a rueful and slightly nervous glance, "Sure, no
pressure. Just the potential making or breaking of an alliance.
Who better? Though I feel this may help-" he said in Duthul as
he finished the rest of the wine and set it on a tray with other
empty glasses. He straightened his robes and fixed his long hair
back over his shoulders, ensuring the braid at his neck was
still tidy.
"I will do my best however, as I hope that more friendly
relations may also mean Eir'Asa might be able to visit my
homeland. We shall see how he fairs in a land of Elvi; it would
be funny, no?" he chuckled, looking to Sehrish with a coy look.
He listened to her advice on the jewel and his eyes immediately
locked onto it. It was a beautiful stone; skyblue with clouded
white swirls through it set in gold that reflected the rest of
his chosen accessories. He nodded and tried to keep that
information in the forefront of his mind. It would seem that as
long as you fed into a drake's pride, they are more likely to
listen to you than if you came at them directly. Malachi was
definitely relieved when Sehrish took it upon herself to
introduce them...
Mal gave a respectful dip of the head and instead chose to reply
in Vs'Shtak to the man's questions, he turned on the charm that
he was known for. "Indeed I would say both Eir'Asa and I are
appreciative of the arts. I am Malachi Galathias Hythian, it's a
pleasure to meet you Representative Eshad."
Then as if noticing himself for the first time, he gestured to
the jewel on his lapel, "May I just say what a fine jewel that
is. Very fitting to your attire sir- surely a priceless artefact
or family heirloom, no? It is a lovely colour, much like the
crystalline waters of your shores I have so wholly fallen in
love with."
He hoped his charm was working, as it seemed to not be as
effective on the tough hide of these prideful men.
#Post#: 1994--------------------------------------------------
Re: CHPT 0.11 Brothers (Malachi & Eir'Asa)
By: Kimcora Date: October 27, 2020, 10:52 pm
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Eir caught the sweet and complicit tone that Malachi employed
with Lord Eshad. It was different than when he conversed with
the women and quite formal. Honestly, Eir admired how poised and
well spoke Malachi was. Clearly he had quite a bit of training.
Eir had as well, but still was not quite confident in his
skills. It was why they were supposed to be speaking with an
ally tonight. However, Eir notes the strange curiosity that
Representative Eshad showed Malachi. It seemed more critical
than welcoming, not something uncommon for drakes, but also not
exactly the exuberant response Eir was expecting. The man even
began speaking in Duthl, which was a bit strange since the main
language spoken in negotiations was Vsh’tak. Perhaps he was
making things easier for the foreigner? But even put that way it
seemed like a slight...
Malachi’s clearer Vsh’tak earned him a few blinks and shocked
glances from the gathered few. Even Representative Eshad looked
thrown off for a second.
“So...one of your kind speaks our tongue. Intriguing...most do
not try to learn our language.” Representative Eshad stated as
he eyes up Malachi. He couldn’t tell if that was a good thing or
a bad thing but he like to think that perhaps impressed the
representative.
However he did know the representatives face brightened when
Malachi mentioned the pin on his lapel. “Ah you have an eye for
finery then. This is an antique from the Tesith period. One of
our founders...We have a few pieces in the collection here from
their family.” He gestured to the room with the hand holding his
wine glass. He seemed relaxed around the Elvi but there was an
edge there that Sehrish sensed.
“As Lord Hythian has learned all about. He’s been diligently
studying Vsh’tak with our tutors and the history of Glapera. He
may be near native by the end of this year.” The prideful
mention from Eir drew a chuckle from Lor’Jah, one that made
Sehrish’s eyes narrow subtly.
“Now that would be a sight...” The almost mocking tone made Eir
pause in surprise while Sehrish picked up the slack. Seems Eir
wasn’t prepared for that sass.
“I think he shows promise, right Eir?” The encouragement drew
Eir out of his shell a little, to something that he finally felt
confident in speaking over.
”He does. In fact I think it takes a great deal of respect for a
nation to learn its customs like this with no prior exposure. I
think it will make for excellence future business opportunities
if more Elvi can be trained in our ways and us theirs.”
Representative Eshad spared Eir only a nod, seemingly caught in
his own thought.
“Only time will tell. Forgive my skepticism. Our founding
families did have a healthy level of...aversion to allowing
outsiders close to our finances. Let alone striking deals with
those that seek to dominate all that they touch.” He stated,
looking to Malachi for that statement. After all, the Elvilette
were not known for playing nice with other nations. Not past
face value diplomacy to either in-debt a nation to them or to
simply command their loyalty through war. It was a line they had
not tried with Glapera, but the two nations were quite leery of
the other. Some viewed the Aluanas’s involvement with Phonax
almost treasonous when Phonax hardly respected Glapera as a
nation or threat. After all, wasn’t it a bit of a slap in the
face to send a lordling there as a model of their nation? Let
alone not even the first son? Some even viewed Malachi as an
outright spy...that this whole situation was staged for this boy
to endear himself to a prominent family that held sway in their
community...
“Lord Hythian, I know you are much to young to be making these
decisions for your family or country. However, how do you view
relations between Glapera and Phonax? The steady but tenuous
relations...Surely in your country you learned little of us as
we do of you...”
“Hopefully in time we can correct that. My father and I believe
—.” The representative raised a hand to cut Eir off.
“While Aharon’Jae often loves to remind me progress is made
through moving forward and taking calculated risks, I am not
convinced placing trust openly in your nation is the right call.
So let me hear from a youth of their generation his views on the
matter. Surely you have opinions on whether an alliance is
possible? Even if through monetary gains...”
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