King Artemis

The lands of the Dark World seemed to be at a low silence. The sounds of wind and storm casting over the darkened purple sky, providing a sort of calm ambiance. Upon the tallest mountain within this word, a being stood overlooking the dark lands below from a castle balcony. This figure was one as dark as a shadow. It had no detail appearance. It's appearance was shaped like a Alicorn sized dragon, though no mouth or eyes were seen on the figure in dark. Only physical features the resembled a dragon face cast into darkness.  "Ah, so this is where you were. I should've expected you to be here. Had I considered it first, I would've arrived sooner." A voice would speak towards the dragon figure. The voice belonged to a male griffon. One with white feathers, wearing blue robes. Despite his appearance, one thing that stood out was his wings. Damaged, crippled, and beyond normal healings. "So? I assume King Artemis has left once more to the world of the living? Away from this lavish Arcane Land of Limbo?" The figure spoke, having a voice that echoed almost like a fragile female. "Five others with him, Arcana? Not the Queen or the Princess?" "Sounds like quite the guests. Hopefully the training went well. I'm unsure of what issues or challenges The King faces in the living world. But to bring five of his guards here to train? It must be serious or urgent." "I still can't believe you allowed Arcane from this world to seep into their world. As well as build Arcane towers in major cities? Almost like Watchtowers it seems. What is with that?" "What of Somber?" ".....How long do you think the King has before he begins to notice Somber's influence?" "Have you warned the Queen?" "So then the living world will be doomed. Somber will fully take over Artemis, having Artemis as nothing more then a husk. A puppet to his will. gods and deities above. I don't envy them..." "Alternative? Such as what?" "And that would be what, Arcana?"