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A New Star Rises (Kaeshana Confederation)

@[member="Tegaea Alcori"], @[member="HK-36"]

Siobhan had turned even before she heard Silaqui's terrified cry for help. What brought her back was the sensation of feeling Tegaea's pain as she was thrust against the wall, something she felt though she was deep in the tick of battle. Without thinking, without concern for anything or anyone else she turned and charged.


Dark Eldorai who dared come between her and Tegaea were cut down mercilessly, her blade like a reaver of souls as it struck, or simply telekineticaly crushed as a wave sent them flying, bursting internal organs, ripping off limbs, crushing bones. One simply got force-enhanced punch against her jaw strong enough to break it and was sent flying backwards. She heard the sounds of intense bolter fire, explosions resonating, she felt the Sciia being unleashed as the Angelii pyromancer let loose her flames.

A few Angelii on her own side were too slow to move and were simply force pushed out of the way as the berserker raced through. She did not bother look at them as they were tossed like ragdolls, for they were absolutely insignificant to her. If anything had happened to Tegaea...they would all pay. By burning and being crushed.


Eyes ablaze with righteous fire and rage, she stormed into the bunker, the blue blade of her lightsabre ignited as it hummed, eager to reap the souls of those who stood in ist way. To find Silaqui and the Angelii dead and her Tegaea...alive and victorious.

"Tegs!" she stormed towards her. One of the loyalist Angelii who had been quick enough to keep up with the mentally unstable ceiling-dropper and smart enough not to get too far ahead let loose a blast of water to dissipate the flames on Tegaea's hair and clothing, and Siobhan, not caring about anyone else, ran forward to pull her up and envelope her in bear hug.


"Are you ok? Are you hurt? Damn it, woman, I can't leave you alone for...," she trailed off, pulling Tegaea closer. "Get a medic!" she yelled at one of the Angelii, her voice a powerful boom that was carried across the hall, who quickly ran off to fetch one, "I'm sorry. Thank the Gods you're alive. Good work, love," she said feelingly, overcome by emotion at the moment before she noticed the gutted body of Silaqui, blood seeping out of the wound where the treacherous Angelii had stabbed her.


She felt...sad. Siobhan had liked Silaqui - when one thought about it, they were not that different, what with Sio being a decadent aristo these days when she was not killing people for this or that reason. But Tegaea was alive, that was all that mattered to her now.


"Traitors have struck! The Star Queen is dead!" one of the Angelii cried out.
"The human monkeighs have betrayed us...," one paranoid Angelii exclaimed before she found herself nursing a rather hurt and frozen nose as Kaida cut off any elaboration on this being a devious plot to put Anya on the throne by punching her in the face, a powerful layer of frost smashing into it, making her bleed.

"Shut up and do your job if you know what's good for you. Kaeshana lives on, the foreigners have been more loyal than some of our own sisters. All traitorous vermin must be put to the sword and exterminated," Kaida, possessing the timelessly barking voice of a sergeant, yelled at her, not letting them get distracted for a moment. Outside the battle continued, the Dark Eldorai being cornered and slaughtered. Today there would be no prisoners. If they were to surrender, which they probably would not, it would not be accepted. With the Firemane troops and Eldorai reinforcements having burst in, the battle was a short affair.


Realisation washed over Siobhan as she embraced her wife, with Silaqui dead Anya would be Queen now. The crown, the burden of leadership would be hers now. With the former Exarch focused on her wife and the the hall being brutally purged of Dark Eldorai, their dead bodies piling up as no mercy was shown, Kaida took it upon herself to order a tech in the bunker to send a transmission to the command post where Princess Anya Venari was supposed to be directing the counterattack.

For good or ill a new star had risen over Kaeshana.
 
@[member="Anya Venari"]
"With all respect, my Lady, given your injuries you really should rest. This is not the place for...," an Eldorai medic began but Tarissa brushed her concerns aside as if they were insects and impatiently gestured her towards the wounded. That would have been considered a noble gesture, putting the grunts before yourself at all that, though it was probably was closer to the truth to say that she simply did not like being told what to do.
"I am fine, now go and attend to your duties, that's an order. Host Leader Azari, what are the dispositions of your forces?" she demanded as she spoke into her comm link. A groan went through her, despite her attempt to suppress it, as she picked herself up from the pile of rubble and moved to stand. Pain shot through her, evidently the blast of lightning that had struck her had been stronger than she thought and her legs felt wobbly, ears ringing from the thunder that had been raining down upon the Dark Eldorai.
Ahead of her lay the entrance to the ziggurat, Tarissa was not the most sentimental woman, quite the opposite actually, and a building was just a building but to see the centre of the Eldorai, the seat of their government, their most sacred temple, being pounded like that...she could not deny the affect it had on her. The heavy guns had fallen silent as the loyalist forces finally reached the building, two massive walkers could be seen stomping across the ground, their heavy repeaters cutting down Dark Eldorai still fighting although the battle had turned against them.
After some static she got a reply from the officer. "We've broken through the upper levels and are mopping up the heretics together with the Queen's personal detachment," the officer responded, but then there was a long pause, as if she had just received information that had put her into shock.
Of course, Tarissa was having none of that. "Anything else?" she demanded impatiently.
"Her Majesty is dead, my Lady. She was murdered by traitors. Lady Alcori has slain the unbelievers, may they be damned in the abyss of Illyria,"
Tarissa was quiet as a moment of silence descended upon her and the soldiers that surrounded her, save for the groans and cries of the wounded trying to stem the bleeding of their wounds or keep their guts from falling out. Silaqui had not been a...particularly impressive ruler. Far as Tarissa was concerned the Dark Eldorai had a point about her being too close to the foreigners, too beholden to them, but the rebels had went about it the wrong way and in doing so would have brought great harm to Kaeshana if they had succeeded. Thus exterminating them with fire and sword had been just, righteous and necessary.
"She has gone to the Goddess and will watch us from the heavens. The traitors will suffer in the pit for an eternity," an Angelii chaplain finally broke the silence with solemn words.
"And we shall continue defending Kaeshana. Host Leader, kill any traitors you find. No mercy. They dared spill the blood of the Goddess' High Priestess," Tarissa finally found her voice again and spoke determinedly. "As you command, Lady. The Queen shall be avenged, the vermin will die. Few pockets of resistance remain," the Host Leader responded fervently and cut the connection, going back to the battle that still had to be fought.
"Secure the palace grounds, then move all troops in, get in touch with the Firemane forces and see where they need aid, soldiers, medical," she ordered an aide, "And...take me to Her Majesty. All hail Queen Anya," Tarissa went on, evidently not pausing for a moment, though she winced slightly at the pain coursing through her.

The Queen is dead, long live the Queen, she thought. Silaqui would be proclaimed a martyr, a righteous daughter of Ashira, though in life she had fallen short from that ideal, but then ideals were just that - ideals! If Silaqui was seen as a foreign collaborator, then the more conservatively inclined regarded Anya as a foreigner with elf ears, for she had spent many years in exile among them, being very close to a certain Lady Alcori and Lady Kerrigan. Yet due to that she also had a perspective others lacked. Tarissa could appreciate that, for she had been a wanderer as well, though by choice and not royal edict. She looked across the plaza, covered in the detritus of war in the form of piles of rubble, the smouldering wreckage of barges and mangled, mutilated or burnt bodies, most of them Eldorai. From one of the towers of the ziggurat smoke streamed upward into the air, from the roof top the banner of the Star Queen could be seen rising up. Bittersweet victory indeed, and there was much work to be done still, so much lay ahead of them.
 

HK-36

The Iron Lord Protector (Neutral Good)
@[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] @[member="Tegaea Alcori"]
When Siobhan ran off to make sure her wife was safe, HK remained on the frontlines of the battle, directing troops and making sure the battle would not take an unsuspected turn at the last minute.
At one point a Dark Eldorai Electromancer jumped out in last ditch attack, raising his hands and channeling his fury to cast a lightning attack on the droid, screaming,
"You will perish today, Metal Demon!"
HK quickly spun in a low sweep, picking up one of those Angelii shields from the ground and raising it against the Dark Eldorai. The lightning cast black marks and crackled on the shield as the layer of metal kept the electric turrent away from the droid.
HK launched himself at the Dark Eldorai with a burst from his repulsorlifts, slamming into him with the shield, keeping the being pinned against the wall, slowly crushed between the layers of metal.
"Today, only your anger will perish."
The droid answered calmly, keeping the pressure on the Eldorai with one of his hands, using the weight of his body to keep him sandwiched as with the other he brought up his wrist to the Eldorai's helmet-covered temple.
His wrist vibro-blade shot out simply, piercing the Eldorai's mask and head, silencing him in quick and painless death as HK let the raider's body drop down to the floor.

The droid looked around, the enemies of Firemane and current leading Eldorai were being vanquished, driven out or slaughtered where they stood. He looked back down to the Dark Eldorai he just slain, the droid knelled down next to him. Taking off the warrior's helmet, HK closed his eyelids before replacing the mask once more and took off the dark cloak from the body. He laid the warrior's sarix at his chest and placed his hands on the hilt of his blade, giving him last rites proper for a warrior before he would place the dark cloak the warrior used over his body.
"May you travel safe in other worlds."
HK muttered before he looked back to the Eldorai and Firemane mercenaries around, some were looking at him and his peculiar ritual, others were busy finishing off what little unconscious Dark Eldorai there were.
HK raised his white-bladed lightsaber, still clutching the Angelii shield in his other hand
"Victory!"
He called out and other soldiers mimicked his gesture, echoing his voice.

While Siobhan and Tegs were embracing,
They could hear the metal footsteps approaching them slowly until finally the metal form of HK made entrance in the doorway, the Angelii shield in one of his hands, his white lightsaber in the other, he was still ready for combat in case the Dark Eldorai threw any more surprises at them, his grey cloak was cascading off of his shoulders.
"Colonel, Lady Protector, we have defeated the enemy, the raiders are retreating."
He glanced about, seeing the dead body of Silaqui
"Then it is as I heard, the Queen is dead."
He would finally deactivate his lightsaber, taking a capsule of bacta instead as he walked closer towards her body.
"I will mourn her passing, she was still young and saw little of what the Galaxy had to offer."
He knelled down besides her and broke the capsule, reaching over to smear the blue gel over her seeping wound.
It wouldn't revive her, it was too late for that, but it would definitely close the wound, stopping from the pool of blood nearby from growing, and the clothes she was wearing at the time of her death to be soiled with blood even more.
HK would then reach to close her eyes and place her hands on her waist, if more of her ex-guards, friends, and servants would see her, she may at least appear still with some dignity in death.
"You will be going now to a better place, one without war, my Queen of Kaeshana."
He gave Silaqui's body one lost bow before he turned to Siobhan and Tegaea
"You two are alright?"
 

Tegaea Alcori

Firemane Industries CEO
@[member="HK-36"] @[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]
Tegaea smiled up at Siobhan. It was starting to hurt, but most of her burns were superficial, though she had bad bruises and cuts from her impacts with the wall, and she was likely concussed. That probably made her giggle. Mistress Valora giggling? Enjoy the sight, because it only happened because she was mildly concussed.
"I showed them...haha. Did we win? Poor Sila...poor Anya. Siobhan...you're hot when you're worried," she said dazedly, and finally passed out.
 
@[member="HK-36"], @[member="Tegaea Alcori"]

"Yeah, we did, love. You were great," Siobhan said softly, stroking Tegaea's hair, then quickly caught her wife as she passed out, catching her before she could hit the floor that was now covered in blood and littered with corpses.


Without further ado she picked up Tegaea. "Good work," she spoke to HK. "I'll take her to medical. You and Taldir make sure the palace grounds are secure and link up with Anya's forces. She's....Queen now." Uneasy was the head that wore the crown, as Tegaea had once said.

She gave the body of Silaqui one last look, thanks to HK closing the seeping wound before more blood could seep out she would look at least dignified in death - if there was one thing Silaqui hated, then it was not looking perfect. She let out a sigh - fact was Siobhan had liked her. "Poor Sila. You'll see Addy again," she said feelingly. "I'll protect your sister."


With that she quickly carried her wife out, past the dead bodies, the blood, the melting snow conjured up by Kaida's cryomaniacal prowess, the Dark Eldorai that had been battered and crushed by their metal friend. Healers had already reached the hall, though she insisted on carrying Tegaea and quickly reached the med chamber, where she was given in their care, though, not quite trusting the elves, a Firemane doctor would be overseeing things. Her injuries were mostly superficial...but nonetheless Siobhan felt compelled not to let her out of her sight. She had come too close to death today.

Stepping out of the room, though still in sight should something happen or Tegaea wake up from her slumber, she activated her comm, hailing the frequency of Anya. She suspected that by now word must have reached the troops outside the palace of what had transpired, Kaida had been playing liaison before going to put the last Dark Eldorai fleeing the palace to the sword, but she felt Anya, should she not yet have heard, should hear the news from a friend.
 

Anya Venari

Star Queen Tirathana VII
@[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] @[member="HK-36"]

"Highness, we are driving them back! The enemy has collapsed!"
"Push them hard. Do not let them recover!" Anya ordered. She was just relaxing and thinking everything was going to be alright when her commlink buzzed. It was Siobhan. On the encrypted frequency. That was bad.
"Sio...what's happened?" Anya asked, trepedidation in her voice. She suspected something had happened to Tegaea. She was not expecting anything about her sister....
 
@[member="Anya Venari"]

"Anya, I'm so sorry...Sila is dead," Siobhan said after a pause, sadness evident in her voice as she uttered the words. Tegaea was unconscious in bed, the nurses had bandaged her where it was needed and desinfected her wounds, though a good deal of her firemane had been claimed by the flames, but that would heal.

She was out of earshot from them now, though close enough to keep watch over her wife. "There were traitors among the Angelii...they struck while we were distracted defending the bunker. Tegs kiled them...she got hit, but she'll make it. I was too late for Sila. I'm sorry."
 

Anya Venari

Star Queen Tirathana VII
@[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Anya stopped moving, for a moment she stopped breathing. Finally, she choked a little, feeling tears rise in her eyes. "Poor Sila...poor Tegs...poor Kaeshana."
She was Queen.
Shaking her head to clear that thought, she couldn't quite eliminate the feeling of...joy? Pride? Relief? Becoming Queen was something she had never much cared for, and considering her exile was not something she had much wanted. It would likely be as much of a burden as a reward. Yet...she couldn't suppress a guilty, very guilty, part of her which was happy.
"I'll come as soon as I can." She cut the link. Sighing, her mind in turmoil, she headed for the palace. Word was spreading, and people were hailing her as Queen. She couldn't find the energy to rebuke them.
 
@[member="Anya Venari"]

It was over, victory had been accomplished. Bittersweet, for word had reached Tarissa that the Queen had perished. A new star was rising over Kaeshana, for good or ill. But before that could happen, before she would be expected to make obeisance before the new High Priestess of Ashira, some matters needed attending.

Few Dark Eldorai surrendered, partly because they were true believers who would not give up or knew what grim fate awaited them, partially because the loyalists were in no mood to take prisoners. Such was the nature of civil wars, they fomented fierce hatreds that found an outlet in brutal violence.

Wiping some dust from her armour she beheld the procession of chained and shackled captives as they were led by the loyalist Angelii and palace guards, whose treatment of them was not kind. But then if the traitors had won the place would have been put to the torch, thousands more would have died, Kaeshana would have been put in great peril as they purged it of all the 'impure', leaving it open to the ravenous hunger of the foreigners.

All these were good justifications. She gestured to the Host Leader, not taking her eyes of the captured traitors. "Take them to the execution grounds and set everything up to administer justice. They rose against the Goddess' High Priestess, her is on their hands just as much as on that of the regicide who wielded the blade. Thus they receive the ultimate punishment. I want the people to know the names of the heretics who dared revolt...and the just penalty they received. They will be announced publicly,"

"It shall be done, Lady. I will direct this personally," the Host Leader spoke, no emotion crossing her grim features as she walked off, Tarissa following to make sure procedure was followed. One variant of the ultimate punishment involved an equivalent to be drawn and quartered...and that was the most benign variant. It included ear ripping - Eldorai ears were very sensitive.

There was no mercy in her eyes as the first traitors were led to their fate, some still chanting prayers to the Goddess, declaring their defiance, others falling upon their knees and begging forgiveness. A black curtain descended upon the scene, obscuring it, for this writer considers sadistic Eldorai punishments harmful for kiddies.

For her part Tarissa did not avert her eyes. Nor did she flinch from the screams. In spite of her injuries she made an effort to stand tall and commanding, gaze controlled. She could have easily delegated the task, especially as an aristocrat, yet she stayed still as a statue and watched as the butchers did their bloody work.
 

HK-36

The Iron Lord Protector (Neutral Good)
@[member="Tegaea Alcori"] @[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]
"At once, Colonel."
HK nodded to Siobhan as she and Tegs left.
Walking away from Sila's body he motioned over for the Angelii in the room to form up on him.
"Form phalanx and get your weapons ready."
He would lean down, picking up the Angelii helmet of the traitorous Angelii.
"Why should we, you are not our commander, metal demon."
One of the Angelii answered.
HK looked to him as he cleaned the blood off of the helmet,
"Because there only thing that keeps me from showing you your beating heart is only my own good will."
Droid answered passively as he slipped on the now cleaned Angelii helmet, completing his very own Angelii-HK outfit!
"And I am your commander now."

The Angelii fell back behind him in formation silently as they went off into palace, securing bodies and giving them last rites along the way.
Soon Anya would get a transmission from the droid,
"Queen Regent, this is Commander Iron Knight, we have secured the position of Queen Sila's body and we are not closing in on your location, is there anything you need of us?"
 
@[member="Anya Venari"]

Away from the grounds of the palace, the butchers had seen to their grisly work on the execution grounds. The ground was drenched in the blood of heretics, the whole atmosphere was heavily charged with the poisonous and pestilential vapour that was reeking from the ground, the stench of death hanging high in the air. For treachery was like a disease and the cure was most brutal. Suffice to say the method of execution had been most painful.

Tarissa wiped some sweat and dried blood from the battle earlier away with her tissue before passing it to an aide to be thrown away. The initial batch of executions had been done with, from the reports she had received from the loyalist Angelii and the Firemane troops that had come to reinforce them, most Dashdae Eldorai had chosen death over surrender - and wisely so - though a few more prisoners would be conveyed here. Some traitors had undoubtedly escaped, Eldorai forces would have to be in a state of heightened vigilance for weeks to come, eliminating terrorists that might have dived down to hide among the populace, waiting to strike.

But the battle was over. "Take the bodies and throw them into the sea. The twisted souls of the abominable heretics, these rabid dogs from whose mouths spilled venom, shall be conveyed into the darkest abyss and suffer an eternity of torment at the hands of Illyria," she spoke as she surveyed the pile of corpses. Eldorai practiced cremation because they thought it helped the spirits join the Goddess. But those who had turned on their people and spilt their blood were not welcome at her side, for them there was only the abyss and the purification it would bring them.

"By your command, my Lady," the Host Leader responded, giving out the necessary orders so that the bodies could be put on speeders and transported. No last rites would be administered for them. Tarissa had concluded that she could head to the palace now. Some prisoners would still need to be executed, but she felt she could trust the guards to do their job properly now. What traitors fell into the hands of the Firemane troopers would be handed over to the Eldorai. The foreigners might not like that, but the law of the natives held sway on Kaeshana. Besides, it was not like Lady Kerrigan was known for being especially merciful. Otherwise they would not call her the Butcher.

"I need transport to the palace. Declare fealty to the Queen. There is much to be done."

"Hail Queen Anya, Chosen of Ashira!" a priestess cried out.

"So say we all!" the Angelii chanted, one by one falling into the chorus that seemed to be rising to the very skies, though in Eldorai mythology heaven was beneath the earth as opposed to in the cold sky.
 

Anya Venari

Star Queen Tirathana VII
@[member="HK-36"] @[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

"Thank you for your assistance, Iron Knight. I do not require anything," Anya said softly. "Nothing anyone can provide anyway," she added to herself as she cut the link.
With mounting dread and sadness she passed the troops hailing her. It was a nightmare that she wanted to end, but robotically she kept on walking. Walking until she was inside the palace and nearing the throneroom.
There she encountered Iron Knight and his odd outfit. Normally it'd make her laugh, but now she just stared at him, then at the ground.
 
@[member="HK-36"], @[member="Anya Venari"]

Siobhan had finally torn herself away from the medical wing and headed towards the throne room. Those few Dark Eldorai who had surrendered were being processed out. She had an idea about what fate awaited them, but if she had any thoughts on that they remained hidden. But then the Bando Gora would not have acclaimed her as a new Chaos Goddess if she was even remotely a good person!

The signs of battle were evident everywhere she passed, scorch marks upon the walls, dead bodies, with Eldorai priestesses administering the last rites, wounded being carried away. She could hear Angelii and palace guards and courtiers, who had found their way back out now that the fighting was over, acclaim Anya as the new Star Queen.

It was then that she found Anya together with Iron Knight, saw her staring at the ground. Siobhan did not need to be a mentalist - which in any case she was not - to feel the pain coming off in her waves. She tried to think of something to say, something that could even remotely make things better, but as so often words failed her. She had not gotten where she was because of having something like a brain after all. Instead she approached her friend and, without paying any attention to what some other elf might think, pulled her into a hug, loose enough so that Anya would be able to disentangle herself if she wanted.
 

Anya Venari

Star Queen Tirathana VII
@[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Anya held onto her friend tightly, and only reluctantly pulled away after a moment. She sighed.
“Thank you for everything, Siobhan. I know you did all you could. None of us expected these traitors to strike from within. It shall not happen again, though. Supervise the cleanup of the palace and surrounds. I need to pay respects to my sister.”

Leaving others to handle the tidying up, Anya went first to the morgue and knelt by her sister’s body, letting the tears come freely.
“I’m sorry, Sila. I failed you, I failed our people. No more. I will not forget you, I will be the Queen I knew you could be. I…I will be Queen of a new age. I can only hope it will be golden, and not a fool’s gold.” She bowed her head, thoroughly stricken with grief.
 
@[member="HK-36"], @[member="Tegaea Alcori"]

Siobhan did not believe she had done all she could, but made no comment. Her gaze followed after Anya as she departed for the morgue, then turned back to HK. "Thanks for all your help. Really made a difference," she said sincerely, giving him a pat on his cold, metal shoulder. Then she let out a sigh.

"Things are a mess. She never really wanted the crown, certainy not like this...but she'll be a good queen. Certainly way more qualified than I was as Exarch," she she said. It was not being self-deprecating if it was true. Anya had seen more of the outside world than any other Eldorai, she had also been the right hand of Tegaea when she was Exarch and then Lady Protector. "I know you got all your own duties, Observer of a planet and all that, but I'd appreciate it if you stuck around when you get the time."

Angelii and palace guards were busy cleaning up the mess caused by the battles. Quite a few corridors looked like a bomb or two had exploded, the courtyard was a mess. But they would rebuild - rubble would be cleared away, bodies cremated or tossed into the ocean, new paint would be applied so that no one would see a battle had been fought here.

Though what was really on Siobhan's mind was not the succession or the future of Kaeshana, but her wife. Tegaea had come...too close to death. Factually Siobhan knew that most of her injuries were minor, that she had survived and would be fine, but knowing that was one thing. If she had died...Siobhan refused to contemplate that possibility. Simply thinking it felt like a betrayal.
 
Nyos walked up to the front desk of the Firemane Building on Kaeshana. The entire planet had been put into lock down due to a rebellion. He was met by security officers at the door with rifles and pistols. What business do you have here. You do know we're on high alert do you not?

I'm here on assignment for Miss Alcori and Madam Kerrigan. I am to be their assistant. On his hip, a heavy bolter lay in its house, across his back rest his vibrosabre and his medical back slung over his shoulder. He wore simple clothing and gloves to hide his cybernetics. A pair of sun glasses over his eyes to hide that enhancement as well. He looked like a commoner who happened to be packing some serious heat.

Could you page them for me, I wish to start my job ASAP.

What do you mean? Like we're just going to let you walk in an...The soldier bent his head slightly as information was filtering into his earpiece. A very shocked and sad look fell upon the man's eyes. He heard a female officer start crying off to the side. The soldier looked at Nyos with red eyes from welled tears.

You have got some real big ones for coming here NOW... We have just lost our Queen... Your ladies Kerrigan and Alcori fought off the rebels but were unable to save the queen. They are at the palace. Miss Alcori was knocked unconscious and is being looked after. How do you expect to get to them to start you on your 'job'.

I am very resourceful. I owe my life to the Miss' and will do anything to repay that debt. So I'll find my way thank you.

With out a word, Nyos turned on his heel and made for the big, easy to spot, palace of the Eldori(spelling?) He took off at a full sprint, tearing the clothes he was wearing away to reveal a combat suit. Light and flexible, what soldiers wore under their armor. Made him look thin and streamlined. Nyos wove his way through the crowds of Eldori to the palace gates. The guards yelled for him to stop, but Nyos jumped over the gates, leaving a note fluttering in the air...2nd Lt Nyos Val of the Protectorate Army, Medical Officer of the Navy, Cyborg Extraordinaire. Under employment of the Firemane CEO's Alcori and Kerrigan...

Nyos climbed the palace like a jungle gym until he reached a descent area. Hopping through a window, Nyos tracked the comms and found where they were staying. He dodged security for quite some time before getting to the medical room where Lady Alcori was laying. The guards were caught unaware as he pushed by to her side. He pulled his bag over his head and dispensing his medical supplies on a nearby table.

My ladies, how come every time I see you two, one or both are hurt? This is going to make my job very difficult.

Nyos cared not for the rules of the Eldori, his friends came first. He checked Tegaea's heart rate, blood pressure, and breathing. All seemed normal. He took a deep breath, assuming no guards try and stop him, Nyos sat nearby and waited.

@[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] @[member="Tegaea Alcori"]
 

Anya Venari

Star Queen Tirathana VII
@[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Anya rose to her feet, closed her eyes, and then opened them. A new look was in them, a look of determination.
“It is time to begin the real work.”
She pulled her commlink out and set to work. Order needed to be restored, chaos needed to be quelled. Later though, there would need to begin the real work of government…and there would need to be a coronation. She would also need a consort. Whilst Eldorai liked to emphasise the matriarchal leanings of their society, it didn’t take a genius to see that they still needed males. She was the last of the royal family with a direct link to the old days. Thus, she needed to have a daughter to continue the line.
It might be good to be Queen, but there were a lot of other less pleasant tasks too. She would have to turn from Princess Anya into Queen Tirathana VII…the regnal name she had chosen in honour of her mother.
 
@[member="Anya Venari"]

Anya Venari - soon to be Her Majesty Queen Tirathana VII - would not be alone in the morgue for long. Soft footsteps could be heard on the floor as Tarsissa gracefully walked in. Of course she came alone. Unarmed even, for she had been required to give up her sarix to Angelii standing guard outside earlier - order of Siobhan Kerrigan regarding all people entering the palace. That irked her just a bit, but then one could never be too careful. For a moment her gaze lingered upon the body of Silaqui, laid out for a final rest, and her features softened, there was a flicker of...something. Perhaps a shred of feeling in a person who could not be considered pleasant.

Then it fell on Anya. The two had known each other back in the time before Anya was exiled. They had been on cordial terms, though Tarissa had been firmly in Nalia's camp back then - an aide, ally, and something more. Things had changed in the years while the exiled princess had been working with the Dark Stars and later Omega Pyre. Tarissa had left Kaeshana, seen more of the Galaxy, come to harm, returned.

When Anya had returned and the brief civil war raged between Silaqui and Nalia, Tarissa had sided with the former, shed blood in her name. Her family had disapproved, which actually made Tarissa happy because she found them tremendously annoying, stuffy and wethennish most of the time.

"Your Majesty," she said a bit stiffly, then with a practiced move bent down to curtsey, though the movement hurt her back due to the wound from the explosion earlier. Much like a blast of lightning had earlier struck her stomach, but then a true Eldorai never let things like that hinder her. A true one, not like those whiny poseurs.

"I am sorry for your loss. This is a testing time for us, our people, but we shall prevail. The last pockets of resistance in Santaissa have been wiped out. I solemnly swear allegiance to you and vow to obey your commands as Queen and High Priestess of the Great Goddess in all things, Illyria claim my soul for torment in the dread realm should I disobey."
 

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