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[Imryrr Armunn]

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The tall young woman stood on the battlements of the small keep that had been her home until she had reached an age where she could train with her father in Sosaria. Something she had been eager to do. She had learned her lessons quickly and well. Perhaps some would say too well. Most had attributed her endurance on the training & battlefields to her being the offspring of a beast. A daemon. Imryrr laughed inwardly at the thought. She did not have one ounce of daemon in her blood. Not the kind of daemon they thought of anyway. She was a new breed of evil.

She turned her head slightly at an odd noise in the distance. The dragons. Two dragons lived on the Armunn island. They referred to them as her brother's dragons though no one truely owned them. Her father had allowed them there because of him and they were quiet. Today was the first time she'd ever heard more than a low rumbling from them. The sound today was like a wail or call.
Without turning around, Imryrr spoke to the two guardsmen standing nearby. "Take a patrol and check the dragon cave. Report back to me directly on what you find. " Nodding a quick nod, the two guards left.
Her brother. Daerauko. He was the reason she was here in the Young Kingdoms and not home in Sosaria where she belonged. True there was a war going on in Yew, but two Armunns were not needed. The Orcs and their allies could easily dominate the jumbled masses of the Light Bringers with the help of The Dark Order. A memory intruded upon her thoughts then.

* Lady Julia, Ditto's step-mother and the one that allowed them to travel as they did across the multiverse had been babysitting the toddler Imryrr one day when, while trying to paint the landscape, the little Armunn looked at the mountain range with annoyance. "That mountain needs to move out of the way. I want to paint the landscape but I don't like it there."
Lady Julia looked up from her knitting from her bench under a tree. "Sometimes, little miss, we must accept things we don't like in life. Your assignment was to paint the landscape. You will paint it or fail in your task."
An hour later Lady Julia walked over to view Imryrr's work upon completion and frowned. "You told me you were finished, Imryrr."
"I am."
Julia looked again at the painting. "Where is the mountain? " Julia put her hands on her hips and looked down at the toddler. "Imryrr, by not acknowledging the mountain, you do not acknowledge your task."
Imryrr looked out at the mountains when she spoke next. " I did acknowledge it. And then I acknowledged that father could move it for me."
Lady Julia smiled down warmly at the young girl. "Your father is a powerful man indeed lass, but he could not move that mountain. One day you will learn that there are some things that are too powerful.... even for him." *

The last sentence seem to echo in her mind until Imryrr snapped her head up and pivoted around in an irritated fashion and brought her thoughts on the purpose of her being here. She needed her brother's counsel. And his consent on certain things. She felt awkward at times being trained like she was. With so many enemies during a time when self control seemed to be an issue with him, it was a possibility that her father could be killed or worse. And if that were to happen, the Dark Order would be without a Lord. Daerauko was the rightful heir of the Armunn house and she knew that he had no wish to be bogged down with political & military matters. Her brother, as devoted to his family as he was, had inherited his mother's free spirited nature and so, had shown no interest in becoming a lord of anything. Imryrr, on the other hand, had more than an interest. She wanted to carry on her father's vision as much as for herself as she did for her guild. She wanted to be heir. She thought that perhaps her father had suspected his son's disinterest but had either ignored it or just chosen to say nothing. It was her plan to speak with Daerauko and getting his verbal and written permission that he would be abdicating his possition at the demise or retirement of their father and that his sister would be the rightful and legal heir. She would then present the facts to her father. Aside from possibly angering her father, the only other real problem she might face would be her mother, but she had already taken steps to curb that problem a few months ago when she noticed that her mother seemed to be a weakness & distraction that Lord Armunn couldn't afford. The political situations were too delicate for her mother's chaotic interference, and so Imryrr had been drugging Ditto to keep her out of the way with symptoms similiar to the Dreaming Death sickness. Something that would not be thought odd by anyone since Ditto had had problems with it in the past.

The search for her brother had seen little results so far. Tarothin Armunn was very good at keeping his families whereabouts hidden from the Melnibonean empress that sought them out. And her brother's knack for hiding in plain sight didn't help matters either. She had followed leads across three different contenents only to find out that it was a false trail. Stuck on where to look next, Imryrr went back to the beginning. To make matters worse, her presence in the Young Kingdoms had been discovered by Melnibonean spies and she knew that given enough time, they might track her to Armunn island. Her mind analyzed the situation carefully & had decided that she would not flee like a running dog, but instead, confront the empress directly and might even gain more insight on Daerauko's location, IF the Melnibonean spies were half as good as she thought they were. Deceit behind directness might be the key to get many things accomplished here. Her father had indeed taught her well.

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~Imryrr Armunn~

[Imryrr Armunn]

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PT 2:

For three months Imryrr had been a "house guest" in the New Melnibone capitol. Her guards were killed a fashion the people there thought would befit those who would fight against them and it had taken them many many days to die. Imryrr herself, spent the majority of the day locked in an exquisite guest room, allowed to come out only at Dra'maj's command. The empress and Imryrr did spend a few hours nearly everyday in conversation. A game of wits was being played out during each session. Imryrr knew she was only being kept alive as bait to get the attention of her father and mother, but didn't think Dra'maj would get the reaction she sought. It was apparent that she thought the Armunns were still living somewhere in the Young Kingdoms.
In this time, Imryrr had learned that the Melnibonean spies had lost all trail of her brother, Daerauko, shortly after he had gone off alone to seek training away from the rigidness of the Dark Order. Dra'maj had made it well known to all of her enemy that Imryrr was being held by her and where, and yet, still, there was no sign of the brother who had always protected her. If he was able, he would have come....IF he were still in the realm.
In the past week, Imryrr felt that Dra'maj's patience at keeping an enemy alive and unharmed was coming to an end. But there was something else that concerned her. Home. The imbedded contact she had with her here had recently told her 2 pieces of information that made it a necessity that she leave very soon. First; neither her father nor mother had sent a reply to her letters to Armunn Isle, nor to Sorceror's Isle yet. Three windows of opportunity to traverse the realms had come and gone with no word to her from home. War or no war, Imryrr would have heard something by now. Second; the captain of the last vessel to have left Sosaria, had said that he would no longer sail near the Dark Cove port for reasons of safety. This was the same captain that had been ever loyal to both the Quantium and Armunn families, and had risked much to get them, and their messages, safely across the barriers and through the gates between realms. He had even done so during war time without ever batting an eye. And yet now, he was fearful.
Something was wrong at home. Something preventing contact. She would have to leave this elaborate prison and this realm. And, with the help of her contact, would have to be soon.
Sosaria....Dark Cove...home..awaited her.
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~Imryrr Armunn~