The serene silence echoed through out the halls of the Onyx as Indigo moved in a graceful stroll towards her office. In her pale hands a file rested. Her luminous silver blue gaze moving along the words, which drew forth a light shaking of her head. Silvery hair, tipped with blue fluttered, teased by that random, heather scented draft that was always around her. "Ah, and again he walks out on the family I see."
"Beg pardon Lady Indigo?" A nearby mage paused and turned to look towards the elegant Trueblood in confusion.
"Inform your brethren to adjust the wards. The Drow has walked out on the family for the forth time, which was something I had expected. He's never been very loyal. I don't believe he shall be returning again." The soft words drifting with a hint of a melody from her serenely smiling lips, and there was wry humor in those sparkling silver dusted eyes.
A palm press against the heavy oak door of her office followed. Allowing her access to the cool confines within. "The days of "Once a Blood, Always the Blood." Are over. Times do change DeVir." A toss and the file was sent into the magic powered document shredder with another airy laugh.
Settling down at her desk she drew forth a quill and the port of ink and set about writing with those words flowing with perfection upon thick rich vellum. Those smooth lines offering nothing to emotions, for in truth, the lady had none. This had happened before numerous times, so it was pretty much fait accompli. "To the Onyx Guards, This is a notice to inform all of you, that the Drow, Welverin DeVir has departed from the family for the forth time. He shall not be returning again.
With Respect, Dallamariea Ta'Phrain Drailnythra Personal Assistant to Lord Lankyn. "
Calling forth one of the Blood Runners, she sent the boy off with the wax sealed message to the Captain of the Blood Guards. With the more trivial matters taken care of, her attention turned towards the more pressing business at hand. Trouble as always was stirring in a variety of places and required more intent attentions.
"Inform your brethren to adjust the wards. The Drow has walked out on the family for the forth time, which was something I had expected. He's never been very loyal. I don't believe he shall be returning again." The soft words drifting with a hint of a melody from her serenely smiling lips, and there was wry humor in those sparkling silver dusted eyes.
A palm press against the heavy oak door of her office followed. Allowing her access to the cool confines within. "The days of "Once a Blood, Always the Blood." Are over. Times do change DeVir." A toss and the file was sent into the magic powered document shredder with another airy laugh.
Settling down at her desk she drew forth a quill and the port of ink and set about writing with those words flowing with perfection upon thick rich vellum. Those smooth lines offering nothing to emotions, for in truth, the lady had none. This had happened before numerous times, so it was pretty much fait accompli. "To the Onyx Guards, This is a notice to inform all of you, that the Drow, Welverin DeVir has departed from the family for the forth time. He shall not be returning again.
With Respect, Dallamariea Ta'Phrain Drailnythra Personal Assistant to Lord Lankyn. "
Calling forth one of the Blood Runners, she sent the boy off with the wax sealed message to the Captain of the Blood Guards. With the more trivial matters taken care of, her attention turned towards the more pressing business at hand. Trouble as always was stirring in a variety of places and required more intent attentions.