Tempest Family/Luna/Aggravating-Aila-Storme

Personal Letters

Letter from Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

(Personal message to Aila Storme) Lady Strome You might find it odd to receive a letter from myself but I just had to contact you. I originally hail from the continent of Beluaterra where I new a girl by the name of Svari Strome. I wanted to know if there was any relation between you and herself. I'm always trying to learn anything of Beluaterra since my own departure from the continent. Best Regards,

Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

Letter from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Personal message to Luna Tempest) A letter is returned with rushed, but readable handwriting. It is evidently from the hand of Aila herself, and not a scribe due to the deep scars in the parchment caused by her angrily used quill. You have much nerve contacting me at all, Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale, Dame of Evora Marshal of the Shadow Legion. My men have bled on the field fighting your kingdom. Well, luckily I am of a good nature this day. The Beluaterra branch of the family is not one the rest of us acknowledge, my removed cousin Kerrigan Storme begat the Bastard Svari and shipped himself off with her off to pass as nobility, so in short there is no relation. The whole situation is a source of much shame, i'd appreciate if you kept it close to the chest but know it is no bother to me if you intend to use the information against me. Luckily for the bastard the roots of our family have been put to rest with the retirement of our Uncle Ross, save me there is no one left to challenge her claims for what very little they are worth now. I pray the Beluaterra "Stormes" meet a similar fate as the rest of us. It seems we are a dying breed across the board i'd rather the bastards line not be the one to survive it all.

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Letter from Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

(Personal message to Aila Storme) Lady Aila Well you are certainly something aren't you. We might be enemies but we can still be civilized. I have regular correspondence with your fellow countrymen. Also despite your attitude you are quite forthcoming with personal family secrets. I must admit I find you an enigma, quite hard to read indeed. I never knew this of Svari though I did not know her overly well. This is an interesting fact I could hold over her and possibly my sister should I ever see her again in the future so thank you for that. Either way I was gauging your interest in a possible personal rapport between us. It seems I might have to just pester you instead. In the Shadow,

Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

Letter from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Personal message to Luna Tempest) A family secret it is not, the whole family knows of their folly and I will sing of it to anyone who will listen, enemy or not. I wonder how our king would feel to know a viper such as yourself has correspondence with his men? It worried that there are those among me who would do such a hing. What goal would you have opening a rapport with me? I suppose we are in fact enigmas to eachother.

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Letter from Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

(Personal message to Aila Storme) Lady Aila Storme Once again you prove yourself quite unique. I would think most would try to hide such a fact of their kin, but you proudly sing it for all to hear. Very interesting. The impression I get from King Kay is he would not mind as I have written letters to him in the past. As well correspondence with other Perdanese nobles has showed me most are accepting and open regardless of being an enemies. What goal would I have opening a rapport with you? Well the hope was we could be civilized and perhaps discuss cultures and customs so that we as the younger nobles could possibly bridge the divide between our realms. I see now that might have been a mistake. Instead I shall continue to write you because I quite enjoy it. Trying to figure you out is now a quest of knowledge if anything. What makes you tick, what makes you feel, what do you love if anything. However if for nothing else writing you letters seems to annoy you which I find quite humorous. Sincerely yours,

Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

Letter from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Personal message to Luna Tempest) This is the last time I will say this, that bastard is not my kin and I care not what you do with the information as spreading it would only aid in her downfall.You Shadowdale soldiers are all alike you treat us as if we're some strange foreign body to riddle out when we are no different then you aside from your ridiculous titles. Well "Grey Exarch" time the only custom you should concern yourself is our custom of crushing Shadowdale whelps, for that is what I love. If the king entertains your foolishness it is not my place to question or help it just know going after the youth of his army for information will get you nowhere when it comes to the true blooded nobles of house Storme.

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Letter from Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

(Personal message to Aila Storme) Lady Aila I fail to see how asking about your cultures and customs is trying to gain strategic information. Is this your casual attempt to offer some? Your love is crushing Shadowdale whelps? Well then your life must be quite boring. I personally love reading a good book, or a walk amongts the buildings of any great city. You can't be such a one dimensional person I simply refuse to believe as such. Either way do as you must. Myself and my ridiculous titles will continue to do what I must. Oh Aila, so filled with malice and hate, A simple friendship I wish to create, But it seems only on a battlefield, That our fate will truly be revealed. In the Shadow,

Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

Roleplay from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Roleplay to all Nobles of Perdan) A scribe shudders timidly while reading a small verse of poetry in front of Dame Aila, who listed with a grasp on her goblet so tight the scribe could stare at the blood draining from her fingers as he continued on. "Oh Aila, so filled with malice and hate, A simple friendship I wish to create, But it seems only on a battlefield, That our fate will truly be revealed. " "A POEM!?" Aila's goblet cracked upon impact with the ground as she commanded the scribe to write, grimacing as he fumbled to uncover his ink and find a quill. Once ready she began a rant that kept him scribbling so fast half the words landed on the writing desk he used- he would have to re-write it before sending. "​Are the council members of Shadowdale so idle that all they have to do is pester knights in neighboring realms? Away with you Tempest! The fact that our names are synonyms grows more embarrassing by the letter. Do I have many interests? Aye but none of them could be shared by a Shadow creeping do-nothing such as yourself. A good days work, Exarch, is my love- learning that activity would do you well. I've half a mind to march over there and duel you myself just for the audacity of wasting so much of my time, but alas snipping the head of the Shadow king's slug of a commander would be such a favor I fear it would be traitorous toward Perdan! You've single handed-ly ruined poetry! Forget my name! END THERE SEND IT!" Sweating, the scribe looked down at what he had created "...M'milady... are you sure you want to send this to the enemy general?" "AAAAARGH!!!!" "Right away!"

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Letter from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Personal message to Luna Tempest) Are the council members of Shadowdale so idle that all they have to do is pester knights in neighboring realms? Away with you Tempest! The fact that our names are synonyms grows more embarrassing by the letter. Do I have many interests? Aye but none of them could be shared by a Shadow creeping do-nothing such as yourself. A good days work, Exarch, is my love- learning that activity would do you well. I've half a mind to march over there and duel you myself just for the audacity of wasting so much of my time, but alas snipping the head of the Shadow king's slug of a commander would be such a favor I fear it would be traitorous toward Perdan! You've single handed-ly ruined poetry! Forget my name!

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Letter from Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

(Personal message to Aila Storme) Fair Lady Aila Are our names synonymous? I hadn't noticed and the fact that you did shows maybe we are meant to be. "Exarch, is my love-" Is this another subtle hint of your affection towards me? I must say I am flattered but we should progress our relationship more casually. That said I am very open to you marching on over here for a "dual." I might have a few new techniques to teach you. As for me getting a good days work you need not worry. I am more then capable of handling my General duties with plenty of time to write my fair lady. That said I will away... until my next letter. Much affection,

Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

Letter from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Personal message to Luna Tempest) Tempest Stop with this far reaching romance talk, any man of Perdan is worth 100 shadowdale generals. Your affections go unreturned and shall remain unreturned. As for teaching me you would have to learn something worth knowing first! How many times must I tell you to leave me be? I have important things to attend and your consistent drabble is nothing more the a nuisance! You will not have such nerve once I find you at our next battle and have you answer for your disrespect towards house Storme.

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Letter from Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

(Personal message to Aila Storme) Oh Lady Aila Storme Again you bring up romance. You must have it stuck on your mind as I only ever wanted a personal rapport as I stated in my early letters. Once again I am very flattered but the temper is a little unbecoming. It does have its charms I won't deny but some might think it unladylike. You say any man of Perdan is worth 100 Shadowdale generals. I would think not. Any man's value is that of a single man regardless of his realm. I find men typical, boring and oh so predictable. Give me any woman form Perdan, Shadowdale, anywhere over any man period. I don't see how I have disrespected house Storme but it matters not. My armies scouts have proven your threat idle. I would have loved to meet you once again on the battlefield my fair lady but alas unless you can somehow grow wings and fly to the coming battlefield it is not meant to be. For one lecturing myself about duties while being late herself is quite amusing. Anyway in lieu of meeting on the battlefield know that you can write me anytime any day and I will respond. Thinking of next time we meet, (Scout Report Bursa, fresh)

Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

The Fields of Ar Mosul

Roleplay from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Message sent to everyone in Ar Mosul) Her hasty departure from the lists had continued on to a hasty ride back to the front. Tempest's last letter had been equally obnoxious to her previous yet there was a darker intent behind this one sent on the eve of their battle. Among the ashes of the battle Aila held the handwritten message crumpled in her hand as she stared across the muddy battlefield at the enemy force's retinues mobilizing to carry out new orders. I was too late. The shame of it all was becoming too much for her, while she occupied herself with games Luna commanded a winning battle... Her stare turned to a grimace and Aila felt tears threaten to spring into her eyes the more she thought about it. The clash of steel ringing in a nearby village jolted her from her wallowing in regret and instead gave her an idea... A peasant mob would be the perfect way to put herself back in a position to take on to teach the world what it meant to antagonize a lady of house Storme. In a snap decision her archers joined with enemy forces Aila marched her retinue of archers right beside Shadowdale soldiers and to her surprise no one either noticed or cared that she was there. Whichever the case it put her in the perfect position to spy out the Tempest banners and as a result the generals tacticians tent. Her Archers were commanded to continue on following the Marshals orders after the skirmish while Aila took on her one banner and stayed behind, alone. Driving the pole that bore the crest of house Storme into the muddy earth fifty meters from Luna's bannermen Aila drew her bow and knocked an arrow, taking careful aim. This could either go very well or very badly but Aila had made up her mind what needed to be done the minute she saw the scout report attached to that letter. This ends today on pain of death or not, house Storme would suffer no further insult from Shadowdales court while she still drew breath. She loosed an arrow toward the camp accurately enough to alert her soldiers without hitting anyone, in an attempt to be clear that she was only there for one person. Lady Storme continued stubbornly launching arrows in Luna's direction one after another this lone archer made it clear she was looking for her attention and if that wasn't obvious enough she would even call across the field at her in a long antagonizing sing-song "Luuuuuuna" while carefully watching baffled soldiers no doubt try and make the decision to just kill her themselves or get Luna.

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Roleplay from Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

(Message sent to everyone in Ar Mosul) The Grey Exarch has retired to her tent for the evening hoping to conclude some business before much needed rest when one of Luna's lieutenants can be heard outside, "Um my Lady, there is some women outside taking poorly aimed shots in our direction" Lady Tempest thinks for a moment before replying, "What the hell, who would that be." "She is standing next to a banner my Exarch; a sable, a per bend sinister azure, over all a falcon argent" "Oh? OH!" Luna exclaims, "Very interesting I am surprised Lady Aila came all this way. I must have aggravated her quite something with my last letter. Excellent! Lieutenant Sebastian take a few men and go collect Lady Storme and bring her to my tent. If she refuses, drag her here but do not harm Aila." A few moments later Luna's soldiers bring in a very beautiful young slender blonde woman who is very clearly irate with her arms crossed and her brow furrowed. Before Aila could say anything Lady Tempest speaks first to her lieutenant, "Sebastian, relieve the lady with the murderous stare of her weapons please and then wait outside." Both women stare each other down, Aila wearing a frown glaring daggers at a smirking Luna while Lady Storme begrudgingly handed over her bow then unlatched the sword from her belt before handing them off to be taken from her outside of the tent. "Well well well," the Grey Exarch starts speaking boastfully, "Lady Aila I presume. You must truly be smitten with me to come all this way just to meet me. I'll say when I first wrote you on account of your family name I never imagined I would gain an admirer who would cross mountains, fail to meet on the battlefield on time, come the day after alone marching among a 1000 enemy soldiers to just outside my tent crying out my name longingly." Lady Luna Tempest sits at her strategy table, everything still laid out bare for Lady Storme to see and kicks her boots up on the table. The Grey Exarch continues "I am extremely flattered and you are very adorable but as I wrote you earlier we should first develop a friendship before we take this any further." Holding down a chuckle Luna inquires "So fair Lady Aila, what would you say to change my mind and gain my affection?"

Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

Roleplay from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Message sent to everyone in Ar Mosul) Every word Luna spoke caused the pounding of blood in Aila's heart to quicken with the anger growing within her. On the table that separated them she saw plans, formations, the tactics that her allies had gone up again left out carelessly as if to brag. She continued on with her taunts, her accusations, the way Luna twisted words so readily in her letters she did just as well in person. The second the word affection came from her mouth Aila swung, not at the Grey Exarch but at her desk sending the papers, quills, tiny squad markers clattering to the ground and leaving the work top clear for her fist to slam down onto it in an explosive show of rage. "SMITTEN?! YOU KNOW NOTHING OF SMITTEN LUNA TEMPEST YOU KNOW NOTHING OF JUST HOW SMITTEN I AM WITH YOU I WOULD SING IN FRONT OF A THOUSAND ARMIES TO SUMMON YOU, HOW SMITTEN I AM AYE!SMITTEN WITH THE THOUGHT OF CUTTING OPEN YOUR GUTS TO FEED THE CROWS YOU B*!" The blonde woman reeled back from the desk, continuing to roar threats at the enemy loud enough for every man for a mile to hear, pausing only as she was out of breath from shouting with teeth bared at Luna like an animal "THIS ENDS NOW! You will die with a sword in hand FIGHT ME!"

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Letter from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Duel Request) Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix has challenged you to a duel of honour till death. You have 3 days to answer the challenge. In order to resolve the duel, both of you have to be in the same region. Her challenge was accompanied by these words: House Storme demands satisfaction! "THIS ENDS NOW! You will die with a sword in hand FIGHT ME!"

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Roleplay from Lord Maccio Aurelle, Margrave of Akesh Temple

(Message sent to everyone in Ar Mosul) - "A'ight fellas, we arrived late but 'ere we are! After this warmup we'll march onwards to Perdan fer our share o' lootin' n' some southern wench booty! Ah hah!" - "My lord, a letter from Lady Luna. Our orders." - "A'ight, lemme see." Maccio opened the envelope with haste and little care, almost tearing it apart in the process, and unfolded the message. It was short - very. But not many words are needed to enrage this man. - "Concluded my arse! I ain't come down 'ere to return with nothin'! What about the gold those mutts must be hidin' in their regions far away from the frontier? Aren't we goin' after it? Aren't we goin' to burn, sack and pillage their villages until they starve!? Why did we come 'ere in the first place!?" - "My lord, you should ca-" - "I'M TELLIN' HER. N' I WANT VENISON FOR DINNER, SO YE GO GET SOME." - "A-as you wish, my lord..." Lord Maccio stormed out of his tent and headed towards Luna's. Her servants and guards tried to stop him since she was busy with an unexpected - and murderous - visitor, but he entered anyways. There, he saw Luna sitting with her feet on top of a table, a smug grin on her face, as a second lady professed her love for her. Maccio's anger turned into confusion, and quietly left the tent, looking left and right with his eyes wide open. - "Well, that was unexpected." - Maccio muttered to himself - "Maybe she really did like the wenches I offered her, all the way back in Akesh. And now, it seems she's become quite the seducer... My, how quick they grow up... I'm so proud..."

Lord Maccio Aurelle, Margrave of Akesh Temple

Roleplay from Ser Jaques Talos, Knight of Braga

(Message sent to everyone in Ar Mosul) As Jaques sat cleaning his sword he heard the shouting, first a woman, then a man and then a woman again. He Smiled and called his messenger. 'Something interesting is happening?, wait there.' He quickly penned a letter 'Take this to marshal Tempest, and this one to Lord Aurelle, and get some Venison.' The messenger left as Jacques got some men to set up seats outside the tent facing the marshals encampment, and some wine with two goblets.

Ser Jaques Talos, Knight of Braga

Letter from Ser Jaques Talos, Knight of Braga

(Personal Message to Luna Tempest) My Lady Marshal, If you do not wish to get your hands dirty i could fight this upstart? I am not fully confident in my skills with the sword, but could be good fun. if you decide to do it yourself, please feel free to join me for some wine after to quench your thirst. Humbly yours

Ser Jaques Talos, Knight of Braga

Roleplay from Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

(Message sent to everyone in Ar Mosul) Lady Tempest continued to sit in her chair amused with herself as Lady Storme's anger turned into a full fledged outburst as Aila scattered everything on the table before Luna all over her tent. The young lady might have been slender and petite looking but her voice was as booming as a full grown bear's while Lady Storme unleashed the insults that culminated in Aila blurting out a duel request. Aila was so loud and busy screaming she didn't even notice that another Lord had entered Luna's tent in time for Margrave Aurelle to hear how smitten she was with the Grey Exarch. Luna just gave Maccio a glance as he left the tent almost immediately looking somewhat bewildered. Luna stood up before replying much more calmly than the rage filled Lady, "There you did it again, just as you do in your letters. You said smitten a whole five times. How am I to take these advances? Clearly you have something in your subconscious and obviously you want me to pick up on it." The Grey Exarch eyed the five foot something stack of rage across the table from her before continuing, "As for the duel I think not. If you wanted to fight me to the death perhaps you should not have been late for the battle. What was it you said to me, oh yes A good days work, Exarch, is my love- learning that activity would do you well It seems if you practiced what you preach you would have had ample opportunity earlier this very day."

Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

Roleplay from Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

(Message sent to everyone in Ar Mosul) The ease with which she spouted insult after insult at Aila offended every sensibility the young noble had. The audacity, the nerve, the cheek, the gall and to reject her duel after all of it was salt in the wounds. The smug, satisfied look on the enemy before he was enough to make her physically ill as Luna continued on to make assumptions about her attendance or lackthereof, Aila stood overtaken by a maddening mix of anger and deep regret- She desperately wished she could've fought that battle, win or loss. Aila was shouted out, words failed her, with her duel rejected and Tempest showing no sign of letting up on her assault the Lady Storme took fate into her own hands and struck at Luna with all her might from across the desk using her full reach to drive a fist straight at Luna's nose.

Lady Aila Storme, Dame of Aix

Roleplay from Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale

(Message sent to everyone in Ar Mosul) Lady Aila could not take anymore taunts from Luna and lunged across the table to assault the Grey Exarch. With a simple fist flying across the table with almost no thought on Aila's part Lady Tempest practically sighed as she grabbed Storme's extended arm and used Aila's own momentum against her flipping her clear over the desk and on to the mat behind. Leaving the angry Aila on the mat Luna walked towards the entrance of her tent while saying, "Go home Aila." As Lady Storme picked herself up off the floor Lady Tempest addressed lieutenant Sebastian still standing outside, "Lieutenant, see that Lady Aila Storme is returned safely to her armies lines and don't dare let anyone harm her or it will be your head Sebastian." Sebastian parted the tent entrance as Aila approached him to collect her effects and leave. Just before Lady Storme parted Luna had to make one last whispered quip, "I'll be sure to write you as soon as I'm home my dear." Lady Aila leaves quietly with some of the Tempest Rangers in tow leaving Luna to realize Aila is leaving not angry but dejected which quickly wiped the smirk off the Grey Exarch's face.

Lady Luna Tempest, Grey Exarch of Shadowdale