Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Two weeks spent doing nothing but ruling and signing off on projects had Rezar feeling the symptoms of wanderlust again, his but literally itched just from the thought of sitting down and signing off on any other projects, or making estimated economic plans and growths for the kingdom. He hated that the most as numbers weren't really his strong suit, but none the less he had to be here and be his people's king, and all that entailed dealing with numbers no matter how much he hated them. never the less the respite he was waiting for finally came one cold Monday morning, winter was on the horizon and the weather was quite chilly even for himself, it was just like any other Monday, until…...

"Your Majesty I'm sorry to interrupt but there a delegate from the snow elves in the throne room, they're requesting your audience your majesty." Alistair said as he walked into Rezar's office, however the first thing Rezar could say was.

"I have a throne room? Since when?" Alistair blinked twice for a few moments before sighing in exasperation.

"Yes you do have a throne room your majesty, and you've had it ever since your residence had upgraded to a king's castle, which should be right around the time the Rejuvenation had happened. But you've been sleeping in the caves of the storm dragon's island since the Rejuvenation you've not had a chance to inspect it or live in it as you should."

Rezar got the feeling that Alistair was actually upset about him not having even visited his own home since the rejuvenation, and when Rezar thought about it, it was actually quite stupid. What has he been doing all this time.

He didn't say anything and just let Alistair lead him out of what had become his official duty building. As soon as he was out Alistair led him out where an actual honest to god car was waiting for him. He looked from the car and then back to Alistair and from the back and back again. Alistair had a smug look on his face as the flustered expression Rezar had on his face, and Rezar honestly found it really annoying. The melv was enjoying himself a little too much and he wasn't sure he really liked that, but then again there was nothing much to be said about this, Rezar wasn't someone that could be surprised easily, he could give the bloody Muriel elf this win and go ahead like the good king he was.

"Let's get this done with Alistair, and when we're done how about you stay the night and finish up with the proposals and plans for the underground railway line through the entire kingdom, that should keep you up for let's say a few hours to a year?" and then Rezar went into the car with a smug look on his face while Alistair looked like he had just swallowed a bug. But there was nothing he could do about it, the king had spoken and he had no other choice but to comply.

The drive from the King's tower to the King's palace wasn't too long, the distance between both locations wasn't too far, however he did have a good ten minutes to look around and appreciate his home. There was hardly anything fantasy like in sight anymore, except for the occasional display of magic, everything here was a technological age as advanced as what the earth is…...or rather was. The King's palace was actually to the west and just like before the Rejuvenation it stood on a tall hill that overlooked the entire city. The hill still led up to a plateau where the castle itself was placed looking as majestic as the city below. It did however still hold the same aesthetic design you would see in medieval castles.

But it was huge, there were four towers having the highest points of the entire building and each was placed in a cardinal direction. The towers were a good 30 to 40 stories tall, extremely massive as it was conjoined with an equally impressive main building that was about 15 to 20 floors tall. The lawn was still as beautiful as it was when Rezar first saw it, a peaceful field of green filled with flowers of every exotic species imaginable and smelling like it was summer all the time. There was a fountain in the m idle of a main path that split left and right to other buildings in the distance, there were also tall trees lining the main path, and a fence made of actual steel surrounding the entire castle estate.

The car came to a stop in front of the building as Rezar happily bounced out with a smile on his face, thankfully he was well dressed today. He felt the white suite with a red tie and red shoes were overkill, but he was the king. Looking good was not a choice, it was a duty! Rezar went on ahead, passing by a couple of orcish guards who bowed with extremely large smiles on their faces. It seems they were now extremely happy to not be guarding a house where it's master has been indefinitely absent.

The doors swung outward and he walked into a small foyer where an entire squad of guards were placed with rifles and really ferocious looking broadswords that could divide a man in half with one strike. Rezar recognized the emblem of a sun behind a black skull, these were the sons of dawn, his kings guard. Guess taking care of his home would be up to them. they bowed giving Rezar a happy feeling before the door to the foyer was pushed in, but this time the door actually required a magical signature from one of the guards before it swung open. Rezar looked at Alistair, giving the elf a look that promised a session of interrogation so that Rezar could know just what sort of home he now had.

Rezar ignored the group of people who were currently gathered around Gynaika, discussing God knows what.

Guess there was no need to be surprised that she was here already, but after their last talk Rezar didn't think she would be trying anything again, or at least not any time soon. Those who recognize him quickly got into a positioned respect as they bowed when he passed them by, Gynaika included. He went and sat his butt on the massive throne made of actual bones at the end of the massive hall he now found himself in. he turned to snow elves and then said.

"What do you want?"