King Jhaeros of the Elvish people was sitting on his throne in The Hall of The Alders, when the royal advisor rushed in the royal messenger behind him. Both men were quite similar in many ways they were both in their third century of life, both having ranked up twice, they were both apart of the Caevlyan clan whose hair was a rich oak brown and taller than the average elf. The royal messenger was holding a bundle in his arms the bundle was squirming around as if both unhappy and excited at the same time. “Sire we have come to realize something dire,” The advisor spoke with an edge of uncertainty in his voice. “Speak my loyal advisor.” Jhaeros commanded. “Well my liege we found a dark-elf woman claiming her child has your blood in it.” Jhaeros’ face flitted with indecisio before he ordered “Show me the child.” When he saw the child, he had no doubt it was a part of his bloodline, the child was obviously a few months oldhe had blackened extremties and slightly sharper finger and toe nails if nothing else it definetly had some dark elf blood in it, the right side of its hair had already taken on the ebony black of his clan the other half of his hair was the marble white of the dark elves when his grandson’s eyes fluttered open, for now he was sure it was his grandson, he saw the silver pupil of his clan in the boys left eye and the golden pupil, of the Neldran dark elf clan, in his right eye. When he checked the boy’s, right shoulder was the mark of the observer but underneath it all it had instead of a class was just the word "Chosen" just then the young child grabbed on to Jhaeros’ finger and whilst it did not feel like his finger was being crushed there definitely was still pain. “May a seer be sent to check the boy’s class and attributes.” After saying that he untangled his finger from the boy’s grasp. “Yes, sire I will have one immediately brought, but may I first enquire where should I have the child place sir?” His question seemed innocent enough but if the king did say the royal nursery it would mean he would acknowledged the child as a part of the blood line, but this did not deter him “Place him in the royal nursery and make sure he is treated well and guarded.” He did not know who if anybody saw the boy’s lack of class before him, but he was not willing to take the chance. “It will be done my liege” Then the advisor took the child with him.

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A few days later the seer he had sent for arrived and Jhaeros had her examine the contempt baby, the seer stammered “All of his stats are above 20.” all of the people in the room looked shocked as they looked at the powerful child then Jhaeros asked “What of his class?” There were a few seconds as the seer examined the child for his class and then somehow the seer’s eyes widened even further, and jaw dropped it took her a few extra seconds to formulate the words “The Observer’s Chosen.” Jhaeros had expected such when he saw the class mark, but he had not heard of the class and as such did not know the abilities and skills the child got from it. The seer explained the description of it “It states that if the ability exists and he wishes to learn it he can but says nothing of the stats he will gain" More silence ensued after the declaration then the new prince started to giggle uncontrollably.

After That Jhaeros had the boy put into his own room and had maids put to his service and sent a messanger for his son, a few minutes later the irresponisble heir to the elven throne appeared infront of him. With a cold tone in the king's voice he told Darvin "You are to wed Lizirato of house Neldran." The prince tried to stemmer a response but the coldness in his father's eyes told him not to.

And so it was that a Dark Elf dutchess married the heir to the Elven Throne.