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Arakad
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PostPosted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 6:47 am Post subject: Of Strategy and Duty Reply with quote
The air was humid on the island of Nujelm - little air blew through the day time except to bring the acrid air of the salt water inland. Pacing the balcony above the throne room of the marble Palace, the cloak that wrapped itself over his shoulder gave sway with every move he made - each step he took fell silently against the wooden planks. The warrior couldn't help but ponder the events that have transpired recently. And the more political dealings that have kept him away from everyone since he and Tatiana were given the desert island, what seemed months ago, by his old Mentor and Master.

Now and then the man came to a stop looking out over the balcony as though waiting for somthing ... or someone. With a shake of his head he would continue his pace again. He had not taken the time to patrol the roads, visit the village or assure the people placed under his care that he was indeed there for their benefit. A pitiful leader indeed.

This amongst his lack of doing his duties upon Verity Isle stood heavily upon his soul, or what little remained of his soul.

His wife had been sleeping when he gated out of Mazewood to return to the Palace. So little hours in the day to finish the duties he had set before him. A greater defense needed to be raised around both islands, Fall festivities for Verity needed planned, and the ideas he had in mind were scrolled up and ready for the Mayor's smp of approval. His wife, brought up wishing to do a festival of sorts on Nujelm, and he had been piecing together ideas that he hoped would interest her.

His ears twitching, the warrior, the Regent, the husband - Arakad came to a halt looking over the balcony once more. In the adjent halls below he could hear the movement of the servants stirring to perform their daily duties. And a smile crossed his face. Life thrived in the palace, and the island would prove a land worthy of his wife an son. In time all would pull together.

In the end; he pray'd, he would become the man his wife saw him as.
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