Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Sillomere was cold, but that much was understandable, it was a city built on the peak of the highest mountain within an extremely high mountain range. Cold had no choice but to be the norm here. It's streets were extremely clean, and it's citizens were even cleaner. The snow elf had their own brand of architecture and fashion, it was an entirely different civilization that looked technologically advanced, but have magic as the crud of their foundation. The delegate rode what was a small weird looking dragon, or rather it would be better to call it a draig.

Draig were species of lesser dragons or rather the very species that's called a lesser dragon, they're massive, growing as tall as two meters and as long as four. It led the way while they followed behind with their cars, and that alone was enough to draw all of the attention within the city to them. It wasn't everyday you would see a car in Elysium, of batter yet it would be easier to say that there has never been a car in Elysium, as up until now, it had just been a purely fantasy like world with little traces of technology.

There were steam engines that ran on magical circuits, but this was the first time a fully modern designed and realized vehicle was on full display, even if the cars themselves were a few centuries out of date in the real world. Their streets weren't built normally, sure there was a proper process of town planning involved, but the entire city was actually built like a spiral! And Rezar suspected if he was to look at it from above, it would probably look like some sort of flower, or a stack of dominos about to come crashing down. Beautiful as this place might be, the idea of all of it coming down put a smile on the face of the young King, should that day come he hoped he was the one responsible.

They came to a stop in front of a massive building that twisted upwards in an extremely elegant but weird manner. It was like an ice cream cone, or rather two ice cream cones. With one going up until it tapered to a point, and the other pointing downwards, the tip of the ice creams touching each other in the middle, with a massive platform to serve as a balance and then going upwards to the bottom of the cone that now had a crown like platform on it. And that's when it hit Rezar.

The spirals weren't synonymous with any kind of flower or snowflake or something else, as annoying as it sounds this might actually be the most accurate truth about the snow elves architecture. Is colorfully and beautifully patterned after ice cream, and in more ways than one. Just after realizing what it was, Rezar could see the influence of ice cream on the rest of the buildings. It was shocking enough that he didn't Know whether to opened his mouth in awe and respect, or just laugh at the sheer absurdity of it all. Either way, this was weird but still a welcome experience. Should a day come when he has to end the snow elves, he'd try his best to keep their buildings intact….. they're cool.

In front of the building and outside of it a crowd had been gathered, and it was quite significant in size and diversity. It stood confession get evening this was the snow elf capital city, or rather their only city seeing how massive it was, and the fact t that snow elf population was just about a million and a half or there about. And this population was inclusive of the other races that lived with them, but then again this was demographics from before the Rejuvenation. With the advent of new uploads escaping the end of the earth, their population should have seen an extreme surge, in much the same way Morte Bianca's did.

The delegate got off his Draig and took a knee in front of an exquisitely dressed woman, the silver crown that shimmered like ice and crystals was more then enough proof that she was queen of the snow elves. And it looks like they were making a big event out of his arrival, with the people gathered outside the vicinity of the building and those gathered in front of it. But then again it wouldn't do for the Queen to have someone else welcome a visiting monarch, that was grounds for disrespect and from what he's seen so far he came to a simple conclusion.

"Your Majesty it seems the snow elves love to put on a show" Francis said from his position in the driver's seat. Rezar laughed as he incline his head prompting the half orc/Half demon to walk out and open his door, flanked by Screet, Kitagawa, and a couple of other sons of dawn. And all of them were led by a woman who hated being in the dress she was just forced into.

"Introducing! The King of war, the King of Fire and the King of will! The Bone King of the Biancan Horde! The son of death himself! King Rezar DeathWind of Morte Bianca! And one of his brides to be The first General of Morte Bianca, the Queen of Hellfire and Heavenly Lightning! Queen in Waiting! Lenore DeathWind!"

"Damn that guy has some lungs on him." Rezar cursed out loud as Alistair took it upon himself to introduce them. Rezar shrugged and stepped out of the limo, followed quickly by Lenore who had been with him the entire time but had been silent due to her annoyance at being forced to wear a dress. Unlike the snow elves with their white apparel and exquisite taste, the Biancans did come here making a statement. They weren't bright and sunny, they were dark and dangerous.

Lenore had on dark blue almost black dress that hugged her figure and exposed her exquisite legs with a slit that had it's edges trimmed with a red material that looked like stained blood. From the slit to the edges of the dress as it dragged on the ground behind, the blood like highlights seemed to flow, matching well with her red hair that was tied up in an elaborate bun. Her make up was as goth as it could get, but there was just such an elegance and beauty to it. Sure if Gynaika was here she would have shadowed Lenore with just how devastating a beauty she was. However Lenore looked elegant, but her true beauty came from one simple fact...she looked dangerous! And it was proven all the more by the sheathed rapier she held in her hands, and no amount of begging would have her drop it.

Rezar took a deep breath of the crisp and cold air, his equally dark blue suit and the obsidian black sheaths of Vita Gratia on both sides of his thigh gave him and edge. His white hair was tied up in a pony tail with a single lock hanging over his left eye. The tattoos that were on his body had stretched to cover his neck and it was on full display, the red shirt and black tie he had on made him look like the most dangerous of crime lords. And all of this was topped off with the white crown on his forehead, it was made from extremely polished bones that were then coated with a material that made it shine and made it twice as hard as steel.

The exquisite symbols on it were synonymous with the tattoos on Rezar's body, and we're studded with jewels made with magic and technology that would have a nasty surprise for those who feel they can attack the king of make up with the crown. Rezar was all too set, and as he gave his arm to Lenore, he raised his gaze to meet with that of the snow elf queen, and then he smiled, his fangs bare for the whole world to see.

"Hi!"