DING!
YOU HAVE BEEN INVITED TO THE TENERIEL FOREST FOR A CORONATION!!
DO YOU ACCEPT?
Y/N?
He accepted, he had been waiting the last couple of days for this notification and he would not have missed this.
DING!
THANK YOU FOR ACCEPTING THE INVITE
YOUR RSVP WILL BE SHARED WITH THE TENERIEL FOREST!
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YOUR INVITE AS A FACTION LEADER ALLOWS YOU TO BRING A RETINUE
WHO SHALL YOU BRING?
He thought about it and nodded over his ideas. He had been planning this with Mary and Baek, they had agreed to a retinue, an entourage of sorts.
THE NAMES OF THOSE YOU WILL BRING
* KATIE RANKER TIER II
* BANNERMAN RANKER TIER II
* MARY RANKER TIER III
* BAEK MASTER TIER I
DO YOU CONFIRM?
Y/N?
He confirmed and he felt the system send links of invitation to them all through his own connection.
DING!
WITH THE AUTHORITY OF A FACTION LEADER WILL YOU BRING A GROUP?
CONFIRM?
He thought again, willing the group to be connected too.
THE BLACK WING FACTION GROUP
* CLAW
DO YOU CONFIRM?
Y/N?
He confirmed and the system buzzed into action.
While he waited he sent missives to his friends.
Going to the coronation, look after the faction while we are gone. Will be back soon and hopefully soon.
He sent that to Gilmore, Patton and Gelth. Patton and Gelth were in the Braddon hills, training Lysander to expand his region. He wasn’t ready to do it alone, but as part of the faction. The black wing would always help its allies.
Gilmore and Elai were in the outpost, acting as de-facto leaders while everyone else was gone. But Jazmel wasn’t worried, leno and Serafina were also in the outpost, they had been training nonstop in the domain together. They were becoming elites of the seeker tier, and they would help Gilmore and Elai if they needed anything.
He remembered Tango and sent him a separate missive.
Going to the Teneriel forest if you can make it come. If not, return to the outpost, everyone else is away.
He sent it and watched as the origami swans darted off into the labyrinth. Tango hadn't returned yet, Jazmel hadn't heard from him at all, even when the system alerted to him. That he had made it to master tier, Tango still hadn't returned. But now that he was a master tier, he wasn’t worried about his safety, the man who had raised him had always been strong.
Jazmel stood in his rooms, dressed and ready. Melle had made him official clothing, a suit of sorts. Something to wear for official duties and a coronation seemed to rank amongst those duties. He wore a dark blue doublet and atop his right shoulder a black wing had been sewn, stitched to hang over his shoulder.
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He wore black trousers, felt and fine. They fit him well, snug almost but not so tight that he couldn’t move in them. Boots had been made for him, shined to perfection they gleamed in the light.
He was dressed, ready to go. He had perused the storage looking for a gift and finally found something worthy of gifting a queen, to be.
DING!
TIER III SCALES OF SYNERGY! This item can greatly affect the dexterity and balance of those trapped in its domain. If used during a tier tribulation it will boost agility and dexterity.
He didn’t know if Jazmel’s mother even needed anything like that. In truth he was nervous, he hadn't seen her since when he had first entered the labyrinth. When he had just met Sadé, who was about to become a princess, an heir to a throne too.
He was a little nervous, but he decided to move forward. To advance, Jazmel moved out of his room and Paldane jumped into the air and scrabbled onto his shoulder. Jazmel wore his vambraces, but no armour, he didn’t see why he should need to wear armour now. But it was better to be safe than sorry.
Descending the tower, he entered the chamber and found everyone waiting. Katie and Mary both wore dresses, silk, and satin. Katie wore green to match her eyes and Mary wore a dress of cerulean, blue. He was shocked, about to compliment them and Mary raised a lone finger.
“If you comment on me wearing a dress, I will beat you so badly you will not be able to attend the coronation.” She uttered, Jazmel raised his hands in defeat. He simply inclined his head and Katie spun on her heel and the dressed flared about her.
Bannerman was dressed much like he usually dressed but he wore his armour. He was standing beside the claw group of the faction, and they looked magnificent.
They wore high steel armour and cloaks that were darkened to black and blue like the scales of Paldane. Jazmel looked them over and nodded with admiration. Gorin had crafted brilliant armour for them.
“We are going to the coronation in the Teneriel forest. Sadé’s mother is being crowned and we are to show up and be on our best behaviour. I think it will be celebrations and just faces of influence all about. But I expect everyone to be on their best behaviour, you respect the faction. You represent me.” Jazmel cautioned and the claw simply stamped their boots and knocked their gauntleted hands on their armour.
“Stick with your captains, or leaders. Nobody should be left alone, and we should return home without any hassle.” Mary said, suddenly in charge again and Jazmel nodded, smiling.
Baek appeared, wearing the same robes he always wore. White as snow and unblemished or creased. He was waiting at the door to leave.
“Are we all ready?” Jazmel said and everyone agreed, ready. He willed the notification up and the invitation appeared before him again.
DING!
ARE YOU READY TO ATTEND THE TENERIEL FOREST?
Y/N?
He accepted and before them a gate appeared from the system and the energy buzzed. Jazmel was the first through and stepping through the arch, he found himself in the forest just at the clearing of trees before the entrance to the forest city.
He waited for all his people to move through the gate and into the forest.
DING!
WELCOME TO THE TENERIEL FOREST!
CONGRATULATIONS!
YOU HAVE ARRIVED AT A TIME OF GREAT DYNASTY
THE CORONATION OF ARAEA AND THE CREATION OF THE TENERIEL KINGDOM!
WELCOME!
The system notices appeared one after the other and Jazmel could tell everyone present had also seen this.
The gates were open, but more guards were on duty than the last time Jazmel had been here. he moved towards the gates and the guards stood ready, scrutinising him.
“State your name and retinue!” one guard called, his armour thick and high quality.
“Jazmel, of the black wing faction.” He introduced himself and the guard seemed to check the system before inclining his head and beckoning Jazmel and his faction to enter.
Jazmel stepped through the gate and Paldane flared his wings, a simple stretch.
I smell food!
“That is all you care about.” Jazmel said laughing and Paldane puffed out smoke. The city was busy with people, elves by the thousands mulled around. Awaiting the start of the ceremony. He could tell there was other houses and clans here. Just the Mana alone was so distinct and different, he could tell.
Jazmel led his friends deeper into the city. The faction following on their heels. Trying to stay focused, but also looking around in wonderment.
“Claw, stay focused. You have your duty about you!” Mary stymied any lack of focus, her words corralling them all.
“Hey.” Katie said and Jazmel looked at her, she motioned ahead of them and Jazmel followed her gaze. She was motioning past him, and he looked, and there she was.
Sadé was there, dressed in a gown of mauve and feathers. It flowed down around her like a cloak, but her shoulders were bear, the dress stopping just under her arms. She wore a necklace of rubies and diamonds. The rubies had been braided into her hair, she looked like a true princess. She hadn't noticed them yet, but when Jazmel approached, she looked up at him. she smiled, her lips curving perfectly, and she welcomed them one and all.
“Thank you for coming!” she said, her hand lingering atop Jazmel’s. she complimented each of them, speaking on Katie and Mary’s dresses. She spoke about the armour Bannerman was wearing. She thanked Baek for coming and she saluted the claw.
She was holding Jazmel’s hand, and he was acutely aware of it, but she seemed fine. She didn’t make a show of it and simply spoke to the others and asked about the faction and how the outpost was doing.
Jazmel was looking around, watching the many faces as they mulled around. Drinking and eating before the feast which would probably happen after the coronation.
Sadé scratched under the throat of Paldane, and he purred like a house cat.
“Princess, will you introduce me to your friends?” a voice said and Jazmel looked up to see an elf, a young male elf.