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Cardinal: Advent of the Sloth

The world of Ariadne is vast with more to see and more to find than meets the eye... Magic is plenty and cultivation so great that legends speak of those few existences that cut the heavenly bodies of the gods from the celestial skies... But there is more to Ariadne than mere strength, than mere power, there are histories ancient, gods who walk the lands, royals, nobles and commoners who are forever in strife... In this world with thousands of realms each born from the great cataclysm that set the stage for 'the seventh age' to be born, there exists the Sacred Lineage of Royals who rule a hundred realms, this lineage being of Mercurion. It is here that Lucian our reincarnated vestige of the past shall be born, born to be called 'Prince 786' of the Merurion Empire... Strife exists in many forms and in this Sacred line in which even a name must be earned, strife is a double-edged sword that now brings the once so Great, the once so Sacred lineage of Mercurion down to its knees from within... But be warned... there is much unseen, much unknown of the reality you see, of the Prince called 786... Welcome to Ariadne!!! A world in which all truths can be revealed...

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079 – The Intercessor: Prince Lucian Mercurion Umbar 2

 

"You can count me as the second," Alphea added meeting the eyes of the Khalia, her eyes quickly shifting for a third, if worst came to she could always call in one of the favours owed to her.

 

But then her eyes widened as she noticed that there was someone else present, drifting in the skies above, a tremble passed through her body as she felt the familiar presence.

 

Khalia turned her attention away from the present members of the court, there was another present who could vouch for her son, whose vouch by itself would hold enough weight to act for all three, her gaze settled on the Cardinal statue of Eris where she could see a giant of a man lounging by himself.

 

As she meet the gaze of the man her eyes sent out a silent plea.

 

Joldur Esh'Umbar looked between his daughter and at his grandson standing in the field, he could feel the strange presence of his grandson, it was truly a peculiar sensation.