Throne Room

[Neurion]

The throne room was the most elegant and decorative room in all of Dunland, it showed the glory of what it was to be a Dunlander.
The walls were of a soft marble with statues of famous warriors,kings and well known figures of Dunlands history lining the walls.

Neurion stood in the far end of his Throne Room looking east over the dark green forest that extended into the horizon. His gold trimmed black cape whipped around him. A man dressed in black and red light armour with the infamous wolfs head on his chestplate left through the main door letting in a strong breeze. He was one of Neurions personal body guards, they were the best of the best and were one of the most feared unit of warriors on earth. Neurion traced the wolf head on the hilt of his sword. Long had it been quite in the lands of Dunland and his men were growing restless.

[Morwen]

An envoy from Rhun stepped into the Throne Room and thier eyes alighted on Neurion. The smiled slightly at the beutey of the room but did not elt it distract them from thier task. Keeping one warey eye on Neurion's body guard they knelt before him.
The envoy was one of the Hyarmali; an elite group handpicked by the Queen from the already elite group the Rhuzons, the Hyarmali were the spys, assains, confidants and envoys of the Queen. They wore the Rhuzon armour of a black leather halbert and dark blue shirt, indistinguishable from the rest. However as an envoy this one wore a white shirt beneath, plain and functional; even as diplomats they are constantly ready for battle, but to show the status as wealth of Rhun the shirt is gold emboidered at the cuffs, the hair held back by intricate gold laceing.
This particular Hyarmali was called Thinzil, an independant and fearless woman. She held a scroll sealed with the emblem of Rhun to Neurion, her head bowed.

"My Lord Neurion, Mighty King of Dunland; my Queen sends me with greetings and well wishes to your land. Once we were united in alliance, we fought side by side against our enemies. My Queen has been absent from her Throne many years, presumed dead. Yet now she has returned and seeks to renew the alliance that our countries once held. The Queen of Rhun wishes to restore her country and the Dark Powers to the greatness that is there's; and asks for your alliance in this."

[Neurion]

Neurion moved from the window as the messenger entered, he noticed what he was; a Hyarmali before the man even spoke in his strong Rhun accent. Neurion had not heard from Rhun for a long time, walking forward he pulled the man to his feet.
"No one prostrates themselves in front of me I am not a god, i am an equal. Even the poorest man asking a favor knows he doesn't need to bow to me." Neurion said looking the man in the eye as he stood before him.
"Return to your Queen and tell her the alliance still stands and that i look forward to seeing her again. On or off the battlefield."

[Morwen]

(lol, Hyermali are generally women, as is this one lol)

"Queen Morwen will be greatly pleased at your words my Lord; and I venture to guess that it shall be on the Battlefeild." Giveing a low bow she left the room to report back to her mistress.