AVIAN ISLE ............ (The New Order)
(Part One)
Seeing the Island of Avian abandond for so long , The Ubar , High Jarl of Kemer city , decided at that point to place claim upon the near desolate land , he looked to what once was .... all that seemed to remain were the wild annimals, an over growth of scrub and almost impenetrable Woodland and forests, he glanced about gazed at the natural beauty and the rubble remains of the city amd Villages that once had been
He knew then was the time , that if he was to wait any longer then it would be a sure certainty that some one else might place claim , Upon the Avian Isles .... he looked to the Governor General , the primary ruler of tTheir Homestone , he smiled and raised his hands to shoulder huight, he extended his arms outward as he turned him self about , a smile broadly played on his face .
" look he bellowed" his eyes brightlly sparked a hint of Joyous Elation ... " we are fortunate my Brethren , for this day the Priest Kings have been kind unto us, unto our People , a blessing to be sure " he pounded his his left shoulder with his clenched right fist , he applauded their Victorous discovery. his left hand firmly curved other the Governors right shoulder, fingers squeezed against him in a Brotherly grip of Pride and Honour.
The Governor, some what hesitant to rejoice in their discovery, feeling it to be too good to be true , looked towards the Ubar , he grinned ....... and then turned him self to his right , he rested his hand to the back of the Ubars left shoulder , a some what Mournful Groan eminated from his lips , he paused himself in mid breath before speaking of his concerns of the Ubars , oh so prwsumptuous and some what premature Celebrations .
"Hmmmm my Brethren" , he moaned , then taking a deep cleansing breath he exhaled a lingering sigh .... "do thee nay think it be too soon , a rejoice ?" he questioned , seemingly pessimistic " 'tis nay my desire to rain down upon that to wit could be seen as a glorious moment , and far be it for one to cast a darken shadow upon this moment " .... he hesitated , taking yet another deep breath , " be it so and ones thoughts , my Bretren ..... 'tis with respect and Honour , to that of wit ones voice thus carries ".
The Ubar gripped the Governors shoulder harder , he chuckled soft as he grinned and shook his shoulder in his grip , he murmured unto him " Ah my Brethren , as alway , 'tis always the Pessimist , be it true ?" he Questioned and laughed , faced him, both hands restied to each shoulder.
"my Brethren , the all wise, all seeing , all knowing .... and 'ai , the all pessimistic , " he jested to the Governor " let be still thou heart and mind , my Brethren , for thy words have nay fallen upon death ears ", he hung his head a Moment , sighed a lowly sigh, deep , long ..... a groan near echoed .
"for 'tis i , my Brethren " he exclaimed to him " for tis i.... too my dear Brethren , and true , thou hast considered and pondered , even that to wit be ones own mind and thoughts ".
The Governor , peered to him , his gaze and glances were not that of disdain, but that of Respect and Pride , Honour and that of care for the words spoken, his trust in him was full ... proudly they stood , side by side , heads high and steadfast in their convictioons
" Then my Brethren " Ushered the Governor " 'tis now thy moment , 'tis but now thy time " they nodded to each other , the Governor pounded his right fist to the Ubars shoulders in a Gesture of Brotherhood , with Pride and an Honorable state of mind.
Turning about and with a deep and stern bellow , “rana” he called as he looked towards the shore line,” “ my girl heel …. harta” , rana's ears cocked up , a glowing smile illuminated , beaming from her as she heard her name spoken from her Masters lips, the Honour of her name pressed to his lips tingled her , her skin rippled , with haste and grace she raised to her soft tiny feet , heals lifted her to her toes …. which then pressed to the ground below her , bending back as she began treading path to her Master and the Ubar .
“ Ah , my girl do bring the yellow stakes with thee “ he called to her “ her head lifted, lips parted ; left her mouth open eyes widened as she heard his words carried upon the breeze “aii , my Master “with excitement, she called back to him “.... “make it be 4 “ he responded , smiling to his property.
She hastened herself , her feet stepped one after the other as she faced about and made way back to the shore to the small scout boat , she gathered the stakes and then with quicken tread , she made her way back towards her Master and the Ubar , reaching them she lowered herself at her Masters feet , her thighs parted before them both , head lowered, she turned the stakes to their sides then lifted them , in proffer to her Master.
The Governor reached for the stakes at offer, taking them from her, he handed 3 to the Ubar …. he glanced about , eyes focused towards the centre of the the land, made his way over and with one big mighty thrust he embedded the stake to the earth , his hand gripped it, looked towards the Ubar ...”Brethren do The think it be deeply set “
The Ubar looked smugly at him , his lips curled at one corner as a grin played on his face “ well my Brethren it seems some what shallow “ he replied “ but never to fear, for …. “ he hesitated and crossed his arms and leaned in towards him and whispered “I have a hammer “
The Governor laughed “well that figured “ he replied”, the Ubar looked about and kneeling down he picked up a large rock and pounds it on the stake , making sure the stake was well secured and embedded ….. “and so now we wait “ muttered the Ubar “from this Dawn , twix the ahn of nigh to the dusk and fall of darkness , my Brethren “ replied then Governor …. “ 'tis then to rhy next” he smiled as he murmured.
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