The+Hall+of+Oaths

The weather in Myth Coramanth had already begun to cool, the leaves had begun to change to the yellows, reds and golds of autumn. When the air near the front gate began to shimmer with magic... a bright light and a slightly audible pop... Wren, Kale, Shri and Erevin arrived... Erevin's arrival rarely goes without notice and so after their business with Shri's sister, the group made its way to the palace. Streamers and pennants waved in the wind atop the lean white spires of the city, guardsman bowed and greeted the company of heroes with familiar tones and smiles.

Once in side the palace, a number of people had gathered to see the collected heroes and the young Prince. They stood and received their well wishes and salutations... and returned them with thanks and well wishes of their own. Lady Lionspaw watched with an appreciative eye... he was becoming a fine young Elven man. One with a love of his people and culture... she nodded to herself... "The People love him."

On the far end of the great hall three young elves made their way to the front to better see the assembled group of heroes as the crowd had began to disperse and Erevin and company made to move away. One of the children a young girl stepped rightly forward... and called out." Lord Erevin", her small voice lost in the shuffle of the moving crowd... and the prince moving further down the hall... she called out again... "Lord Erevin" her voice loud and high pitched, pierced the shuffling noise... the crowd stopped moving... the Prince stopped and slowly began to turn his eyes scanning the room for the source of the call, Shri felt her Ranger stop and she too slowly began to turn with him... The crowd began to separate... creating an opening between the child and Erevin. Now everyone in the great hall stood staring at the little girl. Erevin recognized her immediately... he had rescued her and her two friends from the Drow stronghold earlier that year. He bowed to her... "Miss Y'reial, how good it is to see you" his smile was genuine and his blue eyes, made her heart pound. She gathered her composer and again stepped rightly forward... and bowed. " My Lord Erevin," her every move was formal and she had been well schooled in the court... Erevin recognized this and despite wanting to wave the formalities... he allowed her to continue... and she did... " We... that is ... I wanted to formally thank you...you and your company for saving us. Your bravery is exemplar... all warriors should strive for this... to be like you... I mean my own people of The Grey Cloak Hills no insult, but I watched them during the attack and they were swept from the field like dead leaves by the winter winds. But... you and yours ... never turned to run... never thought of your own well being... Fought through dragons... giants... and an entire city of Drow... not just a raiding party but a proper city of Drow...she shook her head as if in disbelief. If I have a choice, and I believe we all do. I would be like you.. I must be a part of this...I will be a part of this Lord Lionspaw... she threw her arms wide gesturing at the hall and its people, again she stepped forward and announced "My name is Y'reial al' Shanon and I swear by my life and blood, to serve Myth Cormanth and the House of Lionspaw." She bowed, knelt and placed her fist to her chest... a small tremor could be felt by all in the hall, and the slight sound of thunder echoed through the chamber... Erevin felt the ground shiver beneath his feet... he closed his eyes in recognition and regret... she was to young to swear such an oath...and in of all places, here in The Hall of Oaths. He opened his eyes... and looked upon her small form...and smiled... "Lady al' Shanon," sweeping his cloak aside in a formal bow, " that promise should not be lightly spoken". She rose to meet his gaze.."It wasn't my Lord... I meant every word " she replied without pause. He smiled again. "We of House Lionspaw welcome you..." the crowd erupted in cheers and shouts for the little girl...and then suddenly fell silent when Lady Lionspaw's maled hand rose into the air calling for order... " Step forward" she called... "Know this... Myth Cormanth's enemies are many... old foes will rise again and new ones await in every shadow... you have much to learn. Erevin... explain." and she returned to her place at the throne. Erevin approached and knelt in front of young Y'reial. " Its true... hone your skills... master your craft... surround your self with like minded people, those you can trust beyond a shadow of a doubt. I'll see to it that you receive whatever training, and equipment you require... come... dine with us."