King Eliam

King Eliam is the RP Character of Amazhing. He is the King of Norfell.

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RP Background

Entry One

~his last breath~

His body shook with grief, staring at the remains of his late father. Attempting to ignore the grotesque blood pouring out of his body, Prince Eliam wrapped his arms around his body. He buried his head in his chest, and wept. Images flashed through his head -- Images of his father playing, teaching, and embracing his son. Eliam didn't even try to hold back the rush of salty tears that wet his face. “Leave me,” his voice commanded authoritively. The guards hurried out of the room, not wanting to face the new king’s wrath. He turned to see faces haunting him from every corner, peering into his soul, judging him. “Stop!” He cried in anguish. “Leave me!” he cried out, tormented by the ghosts, the phantoms. They circled around him, watching him as he cowered behind his dead father’s body. He glanced around the room madly, screaming in terror. “Leave me with my father! … My dead father …” He lowered his head and began to shudder, plagued by visions of his father. The echoes of King Eliam's cries reverberated within the castle's walls, until they came to an abrupt end.

He Impulsively rushed to his feet, and strode out of the room. After finding the guards outside, he ordered them to place the body within a mahogany coffin. He walked briskly down the corridors of the castle, with purpose. After reaching the throne room, He ordered multiple servants to make preparations for the funeral. "You there, contact the chef, let him know that we are to have a feast in seven days time" "You! I need 5 invitations addressed to the other holds of the kingdom, all are to be invited!" "Get someone who know how to decorate a room properly, please! "I need several banners to be woven, immediately!" The servants all rushed, nodding sympathetically. Finally, there was silence. King Eliam laid down his head for one moment, until he was interrupted.

“Your majesty --” “Please, please don’t call me that.” “Yes … sir” “Thank you, go on.” “The court physician made you this elixir, he said that it would ensure a good nights rest for a weary king.” “Tell Brom that I appreciate it” The door squeaked shut, as the guards footsteps echoed down the hallway, fading into the bustle of his kingdom. King Eliam ignored the food before him, and stared into the distance. King Eliam grasped the potion, and pulled off the cork. He slowly drank the liquid, frowning at the bitter taste. Suddenly, the world around him seemed to fade. He could feel himself being swallowed by the darkness. ..

Entry Two ~The feast of a lifetime~

The glasses of champagne glistened beneath chandeliers, voices rang out in joyous exclamations. What had only a week ago been a naked dining room, was now an elaborately decorated and altogether stunning atmosphere. King Eliam had momentarily forgotten his loss, lost in the happiness of having friends around the table. He glanced at Tyger, who had refused the beer. Those who congregated in Norfell were only the dearest of friends. He could spot Magnus, jotting down a diary entry. King Nelson, drinking much more than his share of beer. Entervine, staggering to his chair ... Eliam suddenly burst into laughter, how peculiar it was to see his friends so drunk! Owl 'Vortamai stood by the window, peering at the sunlight filtering through the trees in the distance. "To my father, King Delwin!" "To Delwin!" the glasses clinked together.

King Eliam glanced around the room. "Who wants a tour of Norfell? I know that Tyger is itching to look at the library!" Proclamations of interest ensued around the room, and Tyger glanced up, suddenly looking very gay. "Come, follow me." King Eliam kept a swift pace, leading the way to the library. "Here, you can see the entire kingdom . . . and here, the brewery . . . and here! Here lies the armory . . . from here, you can barely see the agricultural district . . ." His voice trailed off, as he noticed that only two left standing behind him, Magnus and Tyger. He laughed, and boisterously proclaimed, "Come! We will reach the library soon." After reaching the grand oak doors, he pushed them open in a fluid gesture. "Welcome, to Norfell's library!" Tyger and Magnus were already pursuing genres and encyclopedias within the room. He suddenly remembered when he had done the same, his father standing where he was -- the faces had returned, they circled around King Eliam, sizing him up, imagining the meal he could make. King Eliam screamed, shielding his face. "Leave me! Be gone phantoms!" Disturbed, Tyger and Magnus rushed to his side, both bewildered to what he was possibly imagining...