Nemea's chosen

[ValroseEmpire]

So, the armies would begin their march. With this? A word- given from the faeborn Adelina...the scourge of the North. The one who seeks changed the most for her home, the one who seeks the most for the Hives eradication. Notes and letters littered the ground sent out by messengers towards any willing to read them near delphina.

"You were given a choice to choose the righteous path, when those of our kin rose against the hive and rebelled you should have joined them...a message, purely to my kin. For your ignorance, you will know not Nemea's embrace only the cold weltering death of the winter. For once you are in my grasp there will be no escape. I hope you are prepared."


"And to the hive, well...not much needs to be said. You know your fate. For I am Nemea's chosen, I will enact her will...step one? Will be your removal. Not only from my home, but from this plane of existence. There is nothing in this world that can save you from me now. Your end is imminent."

A cold change in the air was growing closer and closer. There was a storm brewing up.

[MothBelle]

A certain Queen's Guard of a moth would wander about Delphina, her gaze spotting a nearby flyer that managed to soar past her.

Snatching it from the air, Kelika would read its contents. Her eyes squinted, before she laughed at the desperate pleas of the traitorous former Delphinian

who pushed for the destruction of her homeland rather than  choosing to defend it as Kelika and her kin had done.

 She would rush to her hive, waving about the flyer to ridicule it in a combined effort of the hivekin and her.
Laughter roared from the underground hive that sat below the Great Tree.
This wasn't real, was it? It couldn't be. Who even was this person?

Kelika had no idea.

She would speak words in response to these accusations and threats: