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It's Within your Nature Jul 16, 2019 21:55:59 GMT

Post by Maleficent on Jul 16, 2019 21:55:59 GMT

(January 16th, within the meeting room. Open to all high ranks of the Cursed Thorns.)

A long table extended forward, a cloth adorned in the hues of the faction draped so casually which fitted against the angles. Nestled at the heart of the table, the symbol of the dragon curled. The ambience was haunting, yet mellow as light flickered in near unison with almost an eerie green tint. Maleficent stood at the crowned edge of the table, the focal point, pale hands resting along the back of the large chair in which seemed to be carved from obsidian itself with dragon-like bodies.

Eyes like chips of gold peered away from the large door just opposite of her, narrowed reptilian gaze choosing to sweep around the tapestries and art. In her opposite hand rested her scepter, the object so casually cupped whilst she turned to glance expectantly towards the sealed doorway. Maleficent was anticipating her subjects, the ones with higher standing and renown, the ones in which she had placed what little trust she had into mortals. However, it had come to her attention that species and beings were showing favoritism, lack of loyalty, and respect. This occurrence displeased her greatly but she also had intended to discuss other matters, not just the one in regards to discrimination.

Soft wing-beats fluttered towards her as the onyx raven descended atop her shoulder, gleaming gaze narrowed with a truly cruel grin curled atop his beak. Her eyes and wings, her watcher along the wind and the one who poured such interesting info into her ears, he was her familiar. Diablo gave her info of potential knights who showed promise, but she did wish to hear such news from the lips of her ‘trusted advisors’.

Dawn should have fetched them all by now and soon they would each enter the quarters, she anticipated their expressions and feelings from the invitation. It sure feels great to be included? She mused, a knowing smirk upon her lips to greet the first arrivals.

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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2019 1:37:12 GMT

The door, once closed, opened to reveal the first on the scene. Punctual as ever, Helga was apparently the first to arrive when summoned. She had no issue with this. In fact, it gave her a moment to consider what this meeting could have been about. It wasn't every day that everyone was summoned like this, and she had been more than willing to go along with it when Dawn had come looking for her. Were there other things to be done? Sure, but if one wanted to be kept in favor with those above her, one knew when to keep her head down and listen.

She took in the atmosphere of the room, noting the decor and general things, before her gaze fell on Maleficent. Well. Someone was apparently waiting for them, and Helga wasn't at all opposed to that either. She inclined her head down in a brief nod to acknowledge Maleficent before moving further into the meeting room. Heels clicked against the cobblestone floor as she walked, her hands were positioned behind her back, and her posture gave off the air of someone who was ready and willing to listen to whatever was to come. She couldn't claim to know how Maleficent's mind worked. Even after working alongside the dragon lady for some time now, it still was difficult to read her. Nevertheless, Helga wasn't going to assume anything right then. She wouldn't assume anything until everyone was gathered and ready. At last, she stopped and stood at attention.

"Your highness," Helga greeted. A bow was unnecessary here, she decided. Instead, Helga took another look around and a light frown tugged on her lips. Where was everyone? Surely they wouldn't keep her and Maleficent waiting for long. Or was she, perhaps, overthinking the situation. It wouldn't be the end of the world if they had to wait a little bit.

From there, she was at a loss of what to say. Casual conversation didn't seem to fit the mood. If that was what Maleficent wanted to do until the others arrived, though? Helga wouldn't complain.

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It's Within your Nature Jul 25, 2019 15:12:19 GMT

Post by Scar on Jul 25, 2019 15:12:19 GMT

Lion that he was, time was more abstract to Scar than it was for humans, and those more like them. Hours, minutes, seconds, these were irrelevant words as far as he was concerned. Thus, when summoned to a meeting on Maleficent's orders, he made no effort to hurry, merely calmly if rather coldly thanking Dawn for informing him, then staring at her until she got the hint and left, then set off immediately to attend said meeting. As he padded silently through the shadowy fortress, eyes glittering like green ice in the dimly lit corridors, he idly wondered what they were going to talk about.

With the door open, his dark coloring and soft footfalls meant his gleaming eyes would announce his presence well before the rest of him materialized from the shadows as he entered the room. Unperturbed by the decor, he was instead reminded somewhat of the Elephant Graveyard as he briefly looked around, paying more attention to Maleficent herself, and to Helga. Maleficent he acknowledged first, offering her a deep, respectful nod, though his expression was otherwise blank. If she wished to play hard-to-read, then that was the game they would play. For now, there would be no banter, no overt attempts to ingratiate himself to her, nothing beyond respectful stoicism.

He did permit a small smile to cross his face as he made his way towards Helga. "Ah, Helga, I was hoping to have a moment of your time. There are a few things we should discuss. Perhaps when this meeting is concluded, if the chance doesn't present itself during," he stated softly before silently padding further into the room and taking a seat where he had a clear view of the room and its current occupants. If Maleficent or her avian spy had overheard him, all well and good. If not, then he had no doubts they'd know what he and Helga discussed soon enough.

He didn't share the same prejudices against humankind as many if not most of his fellow animals felt, and he'd heard Helga had Maleficent's favor. So, naturally, it behooved him to see her worth for himself. After all, he'd deigned to forge an alliance with hyenas, so he could do the same with humans, despite them being, in general, so much physically inferior to himself and his fellow animals. At the end of the day, the quality of what was between their ears that mattered most.

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It's Within your Nature Sept 4, 2019 0:38:58 GMT

Post by Shere Khan on Sept 4, 2019 0:38:58 GMT

Red and orange. Like cascading sheets of fire down the length of his body, black stripes like ink seeping across his pelt and rippling like delicate waves as each stride pulled them wider and thinner. Shoulders flexed as he climbed the steps of the man-made tower, stone blocks formed into the castle for a cold and dark cave that made for their home of conspiratory meetings. Khan had little love for the man-made monuments, although he knew they served their purposes. Their fleshy vulnerable bodies required such structures to protect themselves. But there humans were not quite the same as other beings. Some of them, yes, but not all of them. His mind churned complexly as her’d assessed the army for many days, careful eyes watching with an amber glimmer to their haunting golden depths.

He had lithely entered the room not long after the King had. Scar was a calculating feline. Intelligent in his acceptance at joining forces of the Cursed Thorns to which he actually gave Scar credit to do what he himself likely would not have been able to. This didn’t mean he trusted them fully. And doubted Scar did either. Although the tiger doubted Scar trusted many beyond his own blood. Like a striped wraith he stood within the doorway, chin tilted upwards as he observed the exchange of Scar and Helga, Shere-Khan finally crossed the threshold to join the company.

“Good evening.” he announced himself cordially. A smile tugged across his wide jaws and although there was nothing immediately threatening about if Shere-Khan maintained his strong presence through manners. As he arrived he’d address Scar first, and formally. An incline of his massive skull to the dark sleek lion to pay his respect to his chosen ruler. Then to Helga. The blonde woman who scarcely behaved out of character from his assessment. She was strong, solid in loyalties and her presence here was of no question. Finally his fiery gaze rested upon the grotesque being that crowned this meeting. She beckoned for their attendance and they answered, without question. Shere-Khan complied easily. As he had been doing from the start. That didn’t mean he agreed or liked it, but it did mean he was being smart about his distaste and position.

Maleficent was one of those beings that wasn’t the same as the humans. He assessed that early on. One of the magic users, and still, something more. Khan was no fool, he knew the threat of humans and even further their advances in this new world compared to how they were in his own. The ones he had been familiar with were… Primitive. Mortal. Maleficent had other assets and talents at her disposal. His gaze flickered her way dauntlessly but there was no disdain he’d let linger upon the bridge of his maw. An expert of composure.