Editing What if Alvah went left with the sword of woe and glee

Standing on the road. Sword in hand, Random with the Jewel of Judgement, Bleys Benedict and Caine just stepped through. 

A thought crosses Alvah her mind. What are they waiting for... why are they here. </br>
As usual a conflict of thoughts start, </br>

'Are they here for protection. '</br>
~they might but remember the tales of Dalt at the gates of dawn?~</br>
'I am not as important for that, they are here for the sword.'</br>
~Exactly.. they do not care about you... they only care to use you till you have no use left.~</br>
'They are family... Random, Bleys they showed they care.'</br>
~Suuure.. care. They care for you as a cute little puppy. But you've bitten their hands to often already. They're waiting to put you down.~</br></br>

Her eyes glide over to the other way of the road. She could rush for it. Rush ahead Vek said he would follow. </br>
They had caused trouble in Azcala before. Alvah looks down at the sword. </br>
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'If i go i burn alot of bridges. '</br>
~If you don't Azcala will never heal.~</br>
'I am not in the power to heal it fully that takes time even with the sword'</br>
~You will be glorious, blood will flow, flames will devour.~</br>
'What if something bad happens. What if Vek..'</br>
~oh stop it.. Vek.. mighty Vek. He will be a force beside you to achieve your goal.~</br>
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"And now with this in hand. I can put a stop to things." It was only a mere whisper Vek might have heard.</br>
She exhales a deep breath and with a most serene look on her face she looks up at Vek. </br>
They know eachother now. Spend plenty of time together. He nods. </br>
He already said he would follow. </br>
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Alvah doesn't look back to the other side and with Vek they rush over the Jeweled Road. </br>
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Lets burn that place to the ground. </br>
'Blood will flow....'</br>
~Flames will devour....~</br>
~'Azcala will be freed'~</br>
The sword seems lighter in her hands.</br>
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Half expecting to be stopped Alvah keeps her body tensed to defend from attacks behind them. 
Nothing comes. </br>

After a bit, having left the Amberites behind them horses arrive where they are. Or they arrive where horses are and they ride on. </br>

Vek does look at Alvah, is that worry in his eyes? </br>
No he said he would follow. </br>

Again his eyes upon her. Alvah speaks with a certainty she had never felt before. </br>

They ride on in silence. </br>

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The borders of Azcala. 
The sword humms with a power it has picked up on Alvah her wishes on her plan, it agrees. It has tasted blood on their way to Azcala and now it will serve to free her people. </br>
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As Alvah or Avaxala was revered in the realm of Zunala the realm which had belonged to Xolotl. They decide to start there. And indeed is she welcomed by some as the deity which reputation has grown around her. </br>
Avaxala starts her base her together with Vek. It is not much unlike their starting their gladiator school. 
Training people. Getting a trusted base. Having the resources the expand. </br>
Word had reached others. Well perhaps not word perhaps they felt the power of the sword present. </br>
Being ready for Tonacat to snatch it out of her hands Avaxala was surprised to see her mother.


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== Still needs to be worked out from this point ==
 
* Confrontation with Cihalas
* Xozla?
* Aztilios returns and wants to replace Vek
Vek gets hurt, Alvah mad, kills Aztilios or has him killed. 
* Alvah goes of the rails and becomes a feared and cruel ruler.
* Vek trying to sway her back to old ways and is send away by Alvah.
* Gets convinced to wage war against Amber (Tonacat??) 
* start of the war, standing on top of a hill looking down eye to eye at ???? To be decided.


And thus the reign of Goddess-Empress Avaxala starts. 

A vision of herself on a throne the burning glow of a city, the sunset and the home stone all glowing bright. Lighting the mount of bones and skulls her throne rests on. 

Behind Avaxala a figure walks up. Hands placed on her shoulders. 

Tonacat behind his now ruling granddaughter still the ultimate ruler of the realm. 

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With a yell of shock Alvah sits up right. 
She doesn't sweat often but her side of the bed feels wet. 
Looking next to her she sees Vek.... she didn't wake him. Good. He is breathing, not hurt... it was a nightmare.

Sitting up she swings her legs over the side of the bed. And as she does the feeling creeps up... Alvah feels physically sick. It had not happened often that she did... 
Rushing to her chambers bathroom she hurls out all that was in her stomach and more. 

It feels like hours till finally her body settles. 
Feeling drained and confused Alvah doesn't even get up of the cold stone floor. 
The cold helps her stay awake. 

~it was just a dream.~

With legs pulled up and arms over her knees she burries her face huddling up like a little ball. Alvah just starts to cry.

Footsteps near her. Door opening and through tears and lashes she sees Vek. 

((What would he say??))

==xxxx==

Looking to her right she sees Random leaning against a wall in the hallway of the Waymet.  He motions with his finger for silence and for Alvah to follow him.

Walking down stairs to the coming room a single man leans sleeps near the bar.  The hearth is square affair with coals showing its early in the morning.

He pats a seat by the coals, smiles at the sword in her hand.  "Stir the coals.  Put that thing to some good use.  I smelled coffee last night so I'm going to see if any is hot."

She thinks how awkward it would be to stir coals with the huge blade but turning she sees that though the weight in her hand is the same its size has changed.  Now it seemed no more then a long red obsidian blade a foot long.  

Returning with two large tankards, a coffee pot, and loaf of crusty rye bread he sets the coffee to boil.

"You know many things have been said of my reign but it is nearly universally agreed by my siblings that bringing coffee to Amber is a sign that it is my goal to be benevolent to my people.  Can't say I disagree. Oberon, among his many faults, was a tea drinker. By bringing coffee to Amber it has been discovered in uncountable shadows.  Apparently including the one this waymet is in.  I see the sword is being cooperative.  It will do that.  I can sense it trying to woo you with dreams.  The jewel is blocking its attempts to reach out to others of your line but it can stop it contacting you because you hold it.  Its sentience is of a non-verbal kind but my understanding is that it wishes to give pleasure and pain. Hence the name.  I didn't see your dream but the stone tells me the sword is attempting to lure you into taking it to Azcala.    Expect it to play with your head.  "  

He sighs, removing the jewel of judgment.  "Life was simpler when inanimate objects didn't poke around in my head.  I can't get a straight answer from it.  You know i was always a hedonist.  My brothers fought bewtween each other for everything.  Anything one had the otehrs wants.  Eric and Corwin. Osric and Benedict.