Welcome to Gaia! ::

Illior noticed the slight change in her posture, and mannerisms as she inhaled sharply. Oh, by the Magiphix, how could I be so careless? Came Illirs thoughts as he subtly eased off of permeating his scent and pheremones. He didn't wish her to do anything she might regret... Though he doubted she'd regret it if it happened. After a moment's pause, where his great, folded wingsflickered slightly, and his tail whipped about for a few seconds in some undescrinable emmotion he quickly replied saying, "Illior, Illior of the Monkathian race. Might I inquire as to your name sister?" He asked with a half bow of introduction, noticing his wings ached to be let out, to stretch a bit. But he'd not ask to fly with this dragoness unless she asked it of him. Such an act was somewhat beneath him toperform... As the Dragon Spirit of Life and Death, he was not supposed to even beable to flirt, and wish to mate. But alas, times change things. Many things. Thus as he stood up again, he inhaled a bit of her scent, and took in the form of her half dragoness, human body. Simply beutiful...

Illior smiled with pleasure and nodded his hello. He took in her name, and smiled at its pleasant sound... No, he was practically a god amongst men, he wasn't supposed to feel such things... He was life and death, how could he ever get involved? No, her life was good, and promising, he might be able to risk it. Thus he smiled, nodding thankfully as he followed out onto the balcony. He watched with silent admiration as Emmy took to the sky. He then opened up his wings, spanning about fifteen feet in both directions, huge, powerful, and sending a gust of wind smacking into the rock beneath him as he crouched slightly, and then beat his wings and shot into the sky after his fellow dragon... He'd not met many others, in fact he'd only ever been merely introduced to another... Who he had had to promptly kill afterwords... He quickly let his mind wander off that subject, to the subject of the flying form of Emmy, coming up beside him as he followed her down towards the garden. The wind rushing past his face... How long had it been since he'd last felt this? Far too long...

He laughs, quite pleased with himself. They thought that golems could stop the likes of him? Ha! What a laugh that was. The creatures hadn't even moved when he entered the rooms. He had even walked right up to Princess Lina's bed without incident. Without Yinar's warning, none had seen him coming. Nor would they if he had any say in things. He smiles to himself. Both royals had been asleep like twins they so were like. They slept right through his spell casting. Slept through him laying his curse upon the princess. Oh, what fun he shall be having! He silently slips from Lina's greeting room out into the rest of the Shiningblade castle.

Garron landed on the balcony, at about the same time as Emmy, he scanned the room, the aura wasn't there, or rather... A lack of an aura, it was a meer flicker letting him know it was there... But this castle's floor was made of stone, and Gaia instantly allowed him to locate the footsteps of the intruder. Lina was on the bed, not harmed in any way he could see, Emmy was attending to her. It was time for him to do what he did best, kill... He didn't bother putting his war clothes on(pants) and simply grabbed up his parma and gladius as he shot out of the room, and shot through the halls like lightning, racing towards this new threat with every intent to make them suffer for even getting this close to Lina.

Lina's amber eyes shift to Garron. She's confused now. "I feel a bit tired, but fine. Why? What's going on? What has happened?"
Emmy just strokes Lina's hair. This is all her fault. She should have left Illior and Garron alone so they could watch over Lina. This wouldn't be happening if she had put Lina first. It's all her fault..

Lina sits up out of Emmy's hold. "A curse? But..." She looks at them both. "Where were you?" She frowns as Emmy refuses to look at her. Then her mind figures it out. "Emmy!"
Emmy gets to her feet quickly and bows deeply to Lina. "I have failed you... After all these long years, I have failed you so completely.. I will go now before I cause you more pain..." She turns and goes to the balcony. She jumps over the rail, letting herself fall to the garden below and lands in a crouch there before standing and walking off deeper into the gardens.

Lina stands up, her fists planted firmly on her hips. He's speaking to her like a father would. She narrows her amber eyes slightly. "You let her fight? How could you? She's with child and you go and let her go into combat." She shakes her head. She knows she must look like a disappointed or angry child at this point. "Emmy means much to me. She's always been there to protect me and hold me. I could never blame her for anything, even if it were her fault. She thinks I am blaming her because she feels guilty."