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Light and Dark coexist... but not happily, not here

Mighty Lair

near the

Dusk Sanctum

Clan Info

This is the nest of the Empress of Shadows.

May the darkness protect you from the blinding light.

Somewhere hidden nearby the Dusk Sanctum, among the forest surrounded by darkness and some small glowing mushrooms, one could spot there the ruins of some structure akin to a small fortress... these ruins that may seem abandoned at first glance, have been claimed by one who was born within them...The Empress Of Darkness

The Empress, one born out of darkness, who was born out of a shadow blessed by the shadowbinder; first of her lineage, a progenitor, the Empress is one who from the very beginning has seen herself as one who must strive for greatness... and this desire has manifested in many ways, but one has resulted superior than any other...

A tale to be told, a story to be remembered, an entire legacy to be recognised by...The Empress desired to create her own empire, which is how her title as 'Empress' was born

Ruling with no crown, the Empress set off to accomplish her goals one way or the other; the first step was getting a land she could call home, then was getting subjects to rule over, and now it is to create her legacy

On this game that the Empress plays everyone is a pawn, yet at the same time the Empress respects and appreciates each and every pawn available to her; every pawn is part of her plans for the future, and she knows that if she doesn't care for her pawns then she'll lose her kingdom... as such the Empress carefully treats those of her clan as if they were her brothers and sisters in a sense, part of her family, but at the same time she remains as the one above it all

Riches and fortune are part for the course, the more acquired the more that could be used for the sake of expanding the nest, the clan, the kingdom; the Empress knows this perfectly well and so she's done as she could with the cooperation of her clan to hoard as much treasure as possible

And so in this land that belongs to the Shadowbinder, the Empress resides with her clan; the clan grows and develops, new members are added and the family grows, the legacy expands and extends across the lands...

...and with time such as grown and grown... but the Empress, now crowned... is filled with nothing but sorrow, yet she does not let it bend her as she casts aside her new found feelings... previously hidden behind pride, now hidden behind resent... feelings for the other crown, which has been born far away from her realm and defies her each passing day.

She's simply taken a neutral stance and barely paid attention to it, trying to ignore how she truly feels about... The Traitor and his doing, simply letting her nest and his coexist and playing it off as if she didn't even care... drowning on her own feelings and letting it all grow cold, letting the darkness hide it away...

Where are you going?

Stop

You shouldn't continue

You are going 'there', stop

Fine

You can see it by now...

Welcome...

To the nest of the Traitor, where everyone is welcomed by light

Far beyond the realm of the Empress, within lands blessed by the Lightweaver, a figure that now represents everything the Empress despises defiantly stands in the open with his wings wide open... receiving any who needs a home where they won't be rejected and will be welcomed warmly by the light, rather than coldly treated by the darkness... The one whom the Empress named... The Traitor...

The one named 'Lun', which in an ancient language that the Empress knows means 'Leech', was never given much respect nor appreciation...

He was there first, standing with the Empress and seeing her Empire grow; he was there first, the first mate of the Empress; he was there first... her first loyal follower... but that's nothing but the past now

Who's to say that one born from darkness can't turn over to the light? Lun may have been born with power over darkness, but that didn't stop him from searching the light... searching for some warmth that could shelter him from the cold he was feeling on the inside; feeling useless, unimportant, as if he was a waste of space; and so he adventured out while praying for a home that would actually care for him...and he found what he was looking for

Hope is what he was looking for and hope is what he got, a misterious force that pulled him towards a lonely den of his own; a place where he could start his own home, a warmth place that would shelter him and protect him... and not that long after, he felt himself change.

A power not of his own was imbued into him, and so he withnessed as a mark made itself present on his backside... a mark with power that he could have never have used, a true blessing, which painted him on its colours and filled him with new hope

Lun learned to control this power and to use it, and he managed to get used to being under the sun instead of hiding in the shadows; even if on the inside he was still one with the shadows... he was now also, one with the light.

His goal is that of revenge, but under his own terms. He desires to show the Empress that he as well is a force to be respected... being unable to let go of old grudges... just like the Empress herself.

Lun is building his own Empire with him as the Emperor; not afraid to display that he is much more than just a goofball that everyone can just push around, not afraid to give a chance to those rejected by the Empress, not afraid to have a home for everyone... and not afraid to keep a friendly relationship with the lands of the Empress...

The light betrays the facade of Lun has his true feelings are much more clear under the sunlight, but he let's it all flow like the wind and casts it away... simply ignoring it all.

Can there be two crowns so close to each other?

With two bitter souls trapped on nothing but a relationship build upon resent and regret?

Only time will tell...