Faction Integration and an ascension (Diarchy)

[Diarch Reign]

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Location: Bastion | High Council Chambers
Tags: Laphisto @Any Diarchy member

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After many long talks, and shared conflict, the day had finally come for the Lilaste Order and the Diarchy to become one.

Reign had summoned his first ally to the High Council chambers on Bastion to discuss the final terms and official finalization of the merger.

But the Diarch had another surprise for his friend, and a great honor to bestow upon him. Summoning the high council, he ensured a new seat was present within the chamber.

As the Diarch waited, he though of the hard fought victories and bonds of friendship forged between the Lilaste and the Diarchy.

“This is long overdue”
he said to the empty room

 

[Zara Saga]

Tags: Diarch Reign | Laphisto​

Zara's boots thumped lightly on the polished stone floor as she entered the High Council chamber, her long blonde hair a shimmering waterfall in the filtered light. She moved with the easy grace of someone born to command, a confidence that belied her relatively new position as Archon of Light. While she had yet to fully grasp the intricate nuances of council politics, she approached her duties with a fierce dedication, determined to learn and excel. The whispers about this Lilaste Order hadn't given her much to go on, but if Reign, a figure she respected, saw value in their inclusion, then it was good enough for her.

A brief, respectful bow to Reign acknowledged his presence before she claimed her seat at the sprawling table. With a nonchalant air, she kicked her boots up, the leather creaking softly, and flashed a smile in the Diarch's direction. She was admittedly still working on building rapport. His wife, was far easier to talk to, having forged a deep bond with her. Hopefully, that would change with time, now that she had a more official position on the council.

An attendant, almost silent in his approach, paused by her side. Zara inclined her head slightly and whispered her request for a cup of hot tea, her voice a light melody in the large room. He nodded and retreated as swiftly and quietly as he came. A moment of hushed anticipation hung in the air before the attendant reappeared, a steaming cup on a silver tray. Zara took a delicate sip, the warm liquid a welcome comfort.

She settled back into her chair, her gaze falling on Reign. He seemed lost in thought, the silence in the chamber growing weighty. A small frown creased her brow as she regarded his serious expression. "Come on now, it's not a funeral." she thought, as she sent another smile his way, hoping to chase away the seriousness. She noted the newly added seat at the table, a clear indication that this merger was indeed moving forward. The air was charged with a sense of momentous occasion, and Zara was eager to see how this new alliance would unfold. She took another sip of tea, her blue eyes now fixed on the entrance, waiting for the arrival of their new ally and fellow council members.