Time: mid afternoon
Location: Main palace of AmKelosh

Yurko stands on a balcony looking out over the grassy areas and other palaces of AmKelosh. He's on the second floor of the main palace. The same floor that Lark, Nick, Zelda, and Conie live on among a few others. There are no Amazons around Yurko, though any that pass by might glance his way. One or two on rover duty roaming the halls are aware of where Yurko is. They make themselves aware of where everyone is in case something goes wrong and all royalty must be evacuated. Yurko stands rather ridgid, with good posture, his hands as his sides. The cool breeze plays with his long silver hair whipping it around this way and then that like waves on the rocks of a shore. He is dressed in white loose cotton, common to men of Kelosh.

Lark Sandstone this day was like most days, things were indeed working out better then she had thought or dreamed of them being. She sat upon a bench. Just staring at the sky, a smile upon her face. surprising to even herself. why it was easier to be someone else then to be....well herself. She chuckled at her simple yet complex thoughts. her hand slipped over the edge of her left knee and then up to stretch above her head and out behind her. she closed her eyes and leaned back her blond locks flowing back behind her slender yet narrow shoulders. she sighs and then opens her eyes to spy someone above, upon the balcony. She can not make out just who it is at first since she is looking upside down at the person. She smirked and then chuckled at the wave of curiousity that swept over her.

Yurko glances down about the time Lark is looking up. She doesn't see that the ball the children were playing with near by is zooming stright for her head. Yurko lets a small frown cross his lips. It's very slight, he doesn't make much expressions. In a move too fast for the human eye to keep up with, Yurko has leaped over the balancy and landed on the ground between Lark and the incoming ball. He reaches out with one hand to catch it. He is calm the entire time and doesn't speak much, no word of warning or cry to be careful. A child runs up with a huge smile, not at all daunted by Yurkos calm and cold exterior. She holds her delicate hands up and Yurko drops the ball in them. After then child turns to run off without a thanks or an apology, Yurko turns to look at the woman on the bench. Yurko is said to be the son that most resembles his father. Yurko has strange marks on his checks much like Kayos. He has the same narrow type of tyes and pointed ears. Yurko even has talons on the end of his fingers instead of finger nails. Only Yurko's talons are a natural color, not blood red. His eyes are yellow and he has the mark of the Kelosh empire on his forehead. A strange place indead.

Lark Sandstone blinks and then turned as if to feel a strong breeze move past her. She straightened up and turned to to the child then the man that stood there next to her. Strange she first thought then unsettling at the appearance. she cleared her throat and quickly rose. At first thinking that it was Kayos. Untill she saw he fully with her mind and her eyes. She stood silent and waited for him to turn. "thanks..." was all that came from her

Yurko reguards Lark, much the same way Kayos reguards people with that same cold stare. He looks the woman up and down and then without another word at all he heads for the doors to the main palace. Yurko is a quite the strange one. it was rumored he was dead for a long time and now those that know him best say he has some issues. Like he doesn't always know what is what. He keeps to himself more than Nick ever did though, so it's hard to tell. Only Kayos knows for sure what is going on with Yurko and why Yurko was called back to AmKelosh.