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Your eyes open suddenly, as easily as blinking. Energy fills you, willing your body to rise from its resting place. The colors of your chamber are vibrantly visible, as if sunlight filled every corner. The dreamscape clarifies and the lucidity of your world is far too real to ignore. You can feel your hastened heart beat against your chest, completely in sync with the distant and familiar - or unfamiliar - sound of bells. Perhaps you’ve experienced this before?

You do not stop to question it. In moments, your will and motivation causes your legs to carry you forward, pushing through doors and down corridors until you’ve broken past all solid barrier and stand beneath the perfect morning sky. The only senses are sudden, joyful anxiety and the now deafening call of ringing bells.

Your feet leave the ground as the weightless flight begins; you know your destination already, somehow. The countryside of your home passes quickly beneath you and any fear of height is suddenly expelled from your conscious. In what feels like an instant, you can already see the destination.

Nestled upon foothills was a mount. On the mount was constructed a magnificent and ferocious castle that seemed wrought from some lode of black steel and stone. Impenetrable. Walls of pikes and dark robes lined the walls' battlements and patrolled the grounds.

'Home,' you thought, as you were gently tossed earthbound to the entrance of the keep. You land heavily, falling onto the soil; brief confusion takes over you in what seemed like an undeniably real feeling of substance. It takes a moment before you shift to pick yourself up, feeling the cold topsoil on your fingertips as you do so.
KANDAR VICTA

Axel Vekon, the Eternal Emperor, the Archmage, the Lichslayer, of the Holy Kandarin Empire.

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18-Jul-2017 03:54:05 - Last edited on 18-Jul-2017 03:54:54 by Vekon

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The bells have.. Quieted, somewhat. Seeming distant once more, but its rhythmic lure is replaced with a honeyed, welcoming voice of a man.. Or perhaps a woman? The imposing keep doors open before you as you carry yourself forward. It now feels like you are being pulled down passageways and up staircases as you traverse an unknown - or perhaps familiar path.

The halls of the keep are not empty. The dark statue-like figures that bear pikes stand guard over every doorway, over every long, empty stretch of hallway. There is no sign of your kin, though. "We are all here, waiting for you," the aforementioned voice responds timely in your mind.

Finally, you descend the final flight of stairs and come to a closed door. Your destination. However no matter how hard you try, the door does not open. Happy whispers and conversation can be heard from the other side. The will to enter fills you before the voice fills your senses once more.

"Vekonii Lasauir," it calls, "you are summoned."


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This is a call, telepathically to whatever Vekon character hiding or lost across Gielinor, and those that aren’t already in House Vekon’s fief of Dragonstone Keep, so long as said character possesses a quarter, or more, of Vekon blood. Regardless of the character’s current situation, the dream beckons you with the most tempting and sincere of scenes, and lingers in your thoughts throughout the day. Simply to get the family back together.

If you’re someone who is without a Vekon character, and have never been directly associated with the family through playing a Vectori, Vekon knight/servant/wizard/worshipper/etc, but the idea of getting involved interests you, you can post here and/or contact me in game or on Discord. Feel free to ask about the lore and history of the family as well as their current standings.
KANDAR VICTA

Axel Vekon, the Eternal Emperor, the Archmage, the Lichslayer, of the Holy Kandarin Empire.

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Vekon II
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Viven woke from a cold sweat in her chambers in Ardougne. The dream? Or perhaps vision replaying through her mind. She knew what she had to do.

Packing her things and dressing in her armor, the Vekonic cousin disappeared in a small burst of mist during the dead of night.

Appearing leagues away at the base of Dragonstone Keep, Viven's eyes leveled upwards to the ancient home of the House. Forging the usual carriage ride up to the main hall, Viven went on it on foot, needing the time to clear her mind for what was to come.

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18-Jul-2017 04:07:29 - Last edited on 18-Jul-2017 04:17:34 by Vekon II

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Emeric had been dancing wildly throughout the night in one of Ardougne's finest tavern's, his tankard full of ale as he and a brown eyed, brunette lass, moved in sync and rhythm. His eyes caught onto her very briefly as she spun. His gaze unwavering from the beauty of her curly brown hair. However, once her back had faced him, he felt nothing next but the planks of the wooden floor.

He awoke in the tavern mildly shaking and covered in cold sweats, eyes beating left and right in search of the visions he received in this dream. The patrons of the lively pub were each standing around him, gazing down in disbelief at the violent trembles they had witnessed from him. Most believed him dead.

Emeric rose, finding help in those around him as he still looked around in disbelief and visible shock.

"I must go," he whispered coldly, sweat still beading his forehead, "My kinship calls."
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Violet's hand trembled with exhaustion as she hurried to record the day's findings in her field journal. Her study's light was fading as the candles were reaching the end of their wicks.

Just one... more... word...

She later awoke with her head in her journal. Her heart was still racing. Violet sat up and leaned back in her seat with a sigh.

"Haven't had that dream in some time. We're due for a reunion now are we?"
Kandar Victa

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