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[Ditto Armunn]

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"That went well."

Tarothin's tone sounded light and sarcastic as he walked back into the Armunn family cottage. Ditto stood, still trembling with anger and frustration, facing the wall with her back to him. Her head lowered in despair at what had taken place, and what she had done.


Though it was true she had not thought the dinner would go completely smooth, she had still held out a glimmer of hope that all would end very well, and a stronger alliance forged. That was not to be, however. She had seen to that herself. She'd hoped to get to desert before an argument ensued, but she had just started pouring the before dinner drinks when the first rumblings of ego and power began to swirl. All over a simple book and it's binding. Tarothin hadn't seemed as though it bothered him when she first mentioned that Balbanes had thrown it, so why did he insist on making an issue of it now? Thinking they were just hungry and appetizers might get them to treat each other a little nicer, Ditto began serving the fruit and bread. Tarothin always did seem to act more pleasant to be around when he had food. But, this time, they didn't touch it. Their mouths were too busy hurling accusations and insults at one another.

She tried, at first, to drown out the quarrel by simply ignoring it and giving her full attention to the grapes in front f her. Ditto's head came up slightly at an insult, not concerning guild politics, but an insult about DarkCove itself. She had worked hard with the others making the community home instead of just a bunch of buildings. She took the insult much more personally than she knew her husband would. She'd seen & lived in the splendor of The Dreaming City....a city emaculate and designed of pure artistry enough to put Nu'jhelm itself to shame. She had hated it there. But DarkCove..now this was home.

And then insults about past and present wars,...insults about each guild's military strength. While insulting each others troop capability, Ditto made note of Tarothin's use of the word "most" and smiled to herself. She knew without a doubt which in Balbane's Army her husband respected and thought worthy. It had been then that she stole a glance towards Darmug. Even now, under the tenseness in the room he was showing himself proud. Looking across the table at Majikitti, Ditto wondered...Why? Why her? A sudden pang of anger hit her again, and before she could shrug it off, there was another insult that caught her ear. A personal insult directed at Tarothin himself. Exhaling slowly, she placedher hands onto the table to steady her anger. Had her husband been more observant, he would have given her a reassuring glance, or smiled in her direction; but he'd missed his wife's body language, and continued the arguments, all the insults becoming more directed and more personal. Darmug had not missed her tenseness though, and gave her a peculiar look.

She wasn't sure when exactly it had happened but sometime during the quarrel, Ditto found herself standing like the rest in the room. She had just managed to calm down quietly when Balbanes brought mention of something she'd told him in confidence. He was trying to use it as a tool to against Tarothin. To hurt him. In Ditto's own mind, there were two things that both despised and feared more than anything. Being used by someone she trusted, and hurting the man she loved. Her eyes darkened dangerously to a blackened hue. Both hurt and betrayal gnawing at her, but still she stood....silent, out of respect for her husband, and listening as the each man tried to find weaknesses of temper in each other.

Her eyes watched her husband. He was calm. Deadly calm. He was like a cat playing with a toy mouse. Taunting and alert; watching everyone in the room closely...everyone except her. Balbanes spat another personal insult at Tarothin, and this time, she lost her battle to remain calm. Enraged now, Ditto spoke a single spell that unleased a bolt of energy from her hands, directed at Balbanes, who stood just in front of her. A stabbing pain of a blade hit her in the side. At that point, for the next several seconds, everything was in such a blur of movement and sound. She looked up and saw Tarothin with his sword out and Balbanes dropping to the ground. The movement of his pivoting to seek out Darmug, caused his hair to catch the breeze. She pondered only a half second how handsome he looked before she realized he was wearing no helm at all and she fought back a sudden worried panic, until, he too realized he was helmless. The two went head to head, countering each other's movements until finally, Darmug too, fell to the ground. Tarothin spun on his heels to face the young Majikitti. Seeing the look in his eyes, Ditto yelled, but it was unnecessary. He straightened up and relaxed suddenly, saying that he would spare her. He spoke to the teenage lass momentarily before turning to his wife. "Love, are you alright?"

Ditto shook her head, "Nau. I'm na. I got mad."

Examining her as he approached, "It's alright". And he smiled at her.

Still somewhat shaken, Ditto made her way downstairs, to await her husband as he went to see to the matter, now at hand. She stood there quietly, staring at the wall.

Things settled for the night, Tarothin had re-entered and calmed her down with soothing, caring words. Returning to the main house and to thier bedchamber, Ditto sought to use other methods to release her anger and frustration. A method Tarothin gladly accommodated.
Spent and feeling the waves of ecstasy washing over her, Ditto stared up into the darkness at the ceiling and pondered. An ally had been discarded this night, and replaced with a formidable enemy. There would be troubled times ahead for them all.

She rolled over and sought the solace of her husband. Tarothin, as though reading her thoughts, gave her a reassuring look before wrapping his powerful arms around her tiny frame. Ditto cuddled against him listening to the drumming of his heartbeat as it began lulling her gently to sleep.
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The Dark Lady, Ditto Armunn, D|O -(hawk# 232286048 )
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Quote: "Oh Great! First I get stabbed and now I'm bleeding!" - Ditto
[quote="Tarothin Armunn"]I know and I have mood swings like a pregnant woman at times. :/ I'm very random.[/quote]

[Tarothin Armunn]

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Walking into his study, he closes the door behind him and locks it. He then swifty walks over to the maps with the chess pieces on them and knocks over the one by Luna.

I had not realized how foolish and ignorant that lieel man was until this night. He has no idea about me except of foolish assumptions and made up thoughts on who I am, without the slightest bit of credibility.

Balbane has lost the only hope he had to taking that city. Allies. He has pressed to far with my wife and his disrespect to his better's. He was even more of a fool as I was when I was known as Cloudster. A foolish man with petty and self serving ideals. He will learn that his weakness outweighs that which he carries himself with.

He sat down to then write a few messages.

Mave,

The dinner went over, pretty much as expected it would. The pawn has used up his usefullness. Now it is time to do a few more moves. He plays my game as other's do regardless if they wish to or not. For whatever action he takes is something that now I can easily counter. For we are in position to do so. I am declaring him an enemy to the Dark Order and the ...Union of Regulator's. Or we can just call ourselves the Regulator's. Instead of the Bringer's of Unity.

Let us just say that he had a painful return to his territory. Surprisingly though it was Ditto and not Balbanes that made the first move in the scuffle. That was the one thing this night not seen.

I am sure that you find this neew to be that of glad tidings. For I know taht you longed to have wanted Balbanes dead. However you choose to move the guild in regards to them is up to you. Either way will fit in nicely with my plans.

*signed*
Tarothin Armunn

The other letters were the same and went to each leader of the now, Union of Regulator's.

[Mave Gerhart]

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During the dinner, Mave and Hummer were dealing with a housing problem. After this had been resolved, Hummer returned to Mave's Keep to speak with Lia while Mave took a ride around Dark Cove to see that all was well.

Upon returning to his Keep, Mave comes across Ditto running in the same direction.

"What happened at the dinner Ditto?" Mave asks as he leads her inside.

As Ditto relates the story to Mave, Hummer, and Lia, Mave slowly nods to himself as Hummer grows more agitated and angry and decides to leave on a hunt to calm himself.

Suddenly there is a loud pounding on the door...

Opening the door, Mave sees Balbanes at his door with two of his soldiers.

"What do you want?" was the best greeting Mave could afford this filth he saw on his steps...

"You will allow me and my men admittance into your pitiful home now!!" Balbanes stated.

"It grates on me to even allow you on my steps or in my land you vile filth" was Mave's response. "Leave my lands now!!"

As the verbal bantering continued between the Lord of the Dark Order and the Lord of Azeroth, Ditto, being her usual inquisitive self, had stepped out of the Keep directly in between the two Azeroth soldiers.

As soon as Balbanes saw this he gave the order that in Mave's mind, sealed his fate this night...

"Warforks to her throat men!" he shouted. "Attack me if you dare Gerhart, but know that my men will cut Ditto's throat if you do."

Knowing there was only one chance at this point and that he would never allow Ditto to be held by Azeroth, Mave continued to chide Balbanes, trying to keep the attention of the Azeroth soldiers on him while he gave Ditto one quick look he hoped she understood.

Gripping his sword hilt, he waited till he heard the first words of an invisibility spell Gerhart sprung quicky on Balbanes hoping that it would stall the Azeroth's soldiers actions long enough for Ditto to be safe.

Striking at Balbanes with a fury that had been held in check for weeks on end, three quick sword strikes left the Azeroth Lord crumpled on the step.

Quickly going to engage the two soldiers, blade and warforks entertwined. One slight opening though and it was finished, first one, then the other fell.

"As I said, stay off my lands" Mave said as he pulled his sword from the Azeroth's soldiers corpse.

Turning to see Lia and Ditto now outside watching, Mave quickly took them in the Keep.

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Later that night a messanger runs up, knocking on the door and hands Mave a letter. After reading it, Mave sits down and pens a response to Tarothin.


Tarothin,

Balbanes has been a plague to this realm for some time now. I am glad that it is time we dealt with this. I concur with declaring him an enemy to The Dark Order and the Regulators. I will be sending him a letter so as there is no question as to the officiality of the declaration although it is probably not needed at this point. He presumed to disgrace this land and my Keep after the dinner and he was dealt with once again.

We will speak more on him at a later time. Walk in Honor...

*signed*
Mave Gerhart
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Honor is the sword I wield...

"If you have to explain why it makes RP sense, then odds are it doesn't" -Leshok (or his DM)

[01:48] Deathwisp: well I always rub the fuzzy part before I pull it off
[01:48] Mave: ...what?
[01:49] Deathwisp: you know, the fuzzy... nvm