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Post by Dragonseluna on Oct 3, 2017 0:12:32 GMT
Luna
She cursed under her breath as she heard the guards yell. "It's the Sylvaire! Remember that House Zekera wants her alive!" The guard shouted at his compatriots as they began to move on her.
She knew she wouldn't be fast enough to our Un the guards that were here. She took a deep breath as she unveiled Majestic, one hand on the hilt and another above the cross guard. Her hand ran the length of the blade as she spoke the words. "Dnetxe!" She exclaimed the words proudly as the rapier's blade began to extend further, the metal shortening to compensate the weight of the blade. She held the blade to her side, her left hand now releasing an icy aura that would freeze a man upon contact.
"I don't care how much Alexander paid you lot, but my family has never plotted against the crown!" With that the entire market came to a sudden stop. Whispers were occurring all around her and as the guards neared their target Luna finally noticed the man she was tailing was now after her, and she couldn't tell whether he was aiming for her or the guards.
She didnt even hesitate as she now stared at the man and jerked her head behind her. He would either follow her or kill her,but she wasn't about to let herself be captured by the guards. "Tsim!" In an instant, she grasped Majestic with both hands and thrust it into the air, spraying the air with water and snow. The area of the market she stood in was now cloaked in an icy mist for a ten foot radius. With the seconds counting down she donned her hood and scarf, but not before using her magic to recolor her eyes and hair sky blue. It was painfully quick, but it hurt like hell even as she managed to use the mist to escape to a nearby alley, one she was sure she wouldn't be followed in, at least those that were employed by the Zekera nobles.
Once she stood in the alley, she waited for a few moments to see if the man caught on to her intentions, taking some time to catch her breath and dispell the magic on her rapier. She hid it into her cloak as best she could, but she knew it wouldn't stay long. Her use of magic for the day was depleting more rapidly than she intended.
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Post by shadowknight on Oct 3, 2017 0:47:52 GMT
Galen
The tingle returned at the back of his skull. for a brief moment the world froze over...literally. Galen shielded his eyes with a gauntlet as a chilling blast whipped around him. His eye blinked from the sting and it was gone. The girl in front of him made a quick motion with her head then raised her hand. Galen dove behind a merchants cart as a blast of ice and mist shot past him. 'Serpants spit,' he hissed, rising from the dirt, ' she's a mage.' As he stood he took a quick mental note that the mage had vanished and the guards were in disarray. The blast had disoriented them but they would soon regain their faculties and resume the hunt. He thought back to the girl's gesture, the only thing of note in that direction was an old alleyway. 'Dark and foreboding passage or twenty angry soldiers?' He asked himself rhetorically, putting as much distance as he could between him and them. He knew he made the right choice as he entered the ally and felt eyes on him in the darkness, Ravager held in a defensive posture.
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Post by Lady Ruliya on Oct 3, 2017 1:21:58 GMT
Zaphia
Zaphia followed her directions to the letter and left the package with a small, petite, busty woman in fancy a green and gold gown. she seemed very appreciative that it had arrived in a timely manner and bid Zaphia a fond farewell. She made her way back through the winding corridors and down the steps, letting herself out at the same entrance. She quickly made her way way back across the path to the courtyards large gate, she kept her head forward, but her great Elven ears heard the talk from across the grounds. A group of people now stood around the old woman and the prisoner, who seemed to be being held by two burly guards on either side.
The guy in the fancy armour seemed to be please with the prisoner, and he was asking the old warrior to take care of him. She was nearing the exit as they began moving off.
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Post by Knukails on Oct 3, 2017 1:40:55 GMT
Vokun
The heavily armored men took the boy took the boy to the mess hall first before taking him to his lodging. The looks on their faces showed anger & sadness at the state of this boy who was no older than their oldest sons. "Hey uh, you got a name kid"? the larger guard asked. "Is Vokunrokendov". The boy replied as he sat an a marble table. The smell of delicious food invading his nostrils. "Uhhh". The shorter guard looked to his friend. "How about just Vokun"? he asked. "That is fine" Vokun replied. "Can eat, not hunt"? The guard managed to piece together Vokun's meaning. "Yeah kid, eat your fill". No ones gonna stop ya". Taking that as a solid command Vokun began to devour everything placed upon the table.
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Before Prince Garrett could hear Wassa's reply something caught his eye. "Hold that thought Wassa...is that...". The woman he spied had a lithe frame & walked with an elegance rarely seen outside a royal court. Ofcourse the biggest eye catcher was her high & sharply pointed ears. "Excuse me, Miss Elf". he said loudly. "Would you mind coming over here"? The courtyard guards' body language implied that the Crown Prince's were not an optional request.
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Post by Lady Ruliya on Oct 3, 2017 2:02:17 GMT
Zaphia
Zaphia halted as she heard the words. She took a quick intake of breath before turning to face the man who had spoken. He was a man of tall stature for a human, he had jet black hair and some smattering of a beard. He looked stately, and his armour shone like it had never seen a days hard labour. A Prince no doubt. Humans did like to show off.
She walked slowly up to him, her elegance seemed to charm him judging from his looks at her waist. She reached a comfortable distance from him before stopping and bowing low "Asha'Naral" she said, a customary Elven greeting of warm welcome and good health. She was rather glad that she had left her bow and dual blades behind at Kelaith's shop. She held but a small, unassuming dagger at her waist. No one could fault her for being cautious.
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Post by Zeritia on Oct 3, 2017 2:03:54 GMT
Ben
Ah this was nice, no worries, no monsters he had to hunt, no blood-crazed psychopaths. Just him, his ale and...Captain Jerome? He stifled a groan at seeing the Head Captain and instead put on a small smile. "Ah Captain.....I didn't know you were a patron of this fine tavern as well! Come have a seat and drink with me. We'll drink until we can see the colors of the wind." As usual when they spoke to each other, the Captain scowled at him. "Enough with the jokes Tergum, I hope you haven't had too many drinks because I've got some more work for you." At this point Ben perked up, his smile becoming more playful in nature. "Ah work for me Captain and so soon as well? I think you like to just hear me talk."
Captain Jerome's face couldn't get any redder then it did at the moment "This is no time for games Tergum, I need you to help the city guard in tracking down two individuals of interest. One of them is Luna Sylvaire, and the other is an armored warrior. We'd like your assistance in apprehending them." At this Ben raised an eye-brow "How'd they get away? Your lads getting lazy with their training?" At this the Captain's face eased slightly, seeing as he had Tergum's attention. "No a small mist filled the area and both suspects escaped in the confusion." At this Ben's smile shrunk slightly "Ah so what you're telling me is..." Captain Jerome nodded his head "Yes one of them is a magic user, though we're leading towards Luna Sylvaire being the likely culprit due to previous info we had of her"
At this 'Ben' remained silent for several moments, right before the Captain could speak again 'Ben' spoke up "How much are you willing to pay? Because whatever you're offering...triple it or I'm not biting" At this point Jerome's face calmed down entirely, good he had Tergum's seriously interested though one at first glance couldn't tell because of the soft smile on Tergum's face. "Done, if you bring them in I'll see to it that the payment is tripled." At this Ben's smile widened "Well if that's the case, it looks like I've got some hunting to do"
With that said he picked up Old Reliable and made to move before stopping in place "Oh and while we're here....can you pay for my ale? It'd make me feel alot better" Captain Jerome's scowl returned in full at that statement.
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Post by Knukails on Oct 3, 2017 2:12:02 GMT
Vokun
""Asha'Naral" Prince Garett replied as he returned a slight bow forward. "I apologize if i come of as rather forward but your not the Leatherworker so its quite the surprising to see an elf here". "My name is Jonathan Garett, Crown Prince of Lebrinth & this woman is War Advisor Wassa". "As i see you are a Blood Elf, i would have a proposition for you". The prince seemed to stop slightly, thinking of a possible faux pas. "Ah not in that way of course".
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Post by Lady Ruliya on Oct 3, 2017 2:23:39 GMT
Zaphia
Zaphia held up a hand, "I am accustomed to your human sayings Prince Garett, you need not worry in offending me."
She bowed again, in what she believed to be a human gesture of respect. "It is not many a Human who can recognise Elven crests, let alone differentiate between our clans," She smiled as warmly as she could as she glanced the scene, without taking her eyes off of his own Tell me then, what would you have of me?"
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Post by Dragonseluna on Oct 3, 2017 2:26:08 GMT
Luna
Luna quietly revealed herself from the darkness, staring at 'Raven' with her now cold blue eyes. She lowered her hood and scarf to fully reveal her face to the man. She stood there for a matter of seconds before finally speaking. "I... uh... I apologize for the fanfare.... and following you. My magic won't last forever and I can't bear to pain myself with this horrid look again." She began to mutter to herself as she began to face her head toward the ground and then quickly rose her head. "Oh right! I'm Luna Sylvaire, at your service." She gave the man a curtsy and then gave him a gentle smile. "I'm hoping you're not under Zekera's pay like the rest of the Lebrith." She said calmly. Her hands were to her sides as if to accept her fate should this man be her enemy. She thought back to her classes in swordplay and how her instructors hounded her for being too polite when it came to combat.
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Post by shadowknight on Oct 3, 2017 2:51:42 GMT
Galen
Galen eyed the girl cautiously. Sir. Raven-more had recounted plenty of tales where he and his old mercenary band had battled mages. The tales, if true, were horrifying to his child self. Now, face to face with a real mage, all he felt was confusion. Before him stood a woman roughly his age who looked no more threatening than one of the many noble girls sipping their fine wines. Still, he saw a portion of what she could do and was sure she could have killed him at any time. Instead of attacking from the shadows she chose to reveal herself and talk. Slowly he shiethed Ravager and shook his head.
"Never heard of him." He said honestly, "all I wanted from you is information. How do you know Graff?"
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Post by Knukails on Oct 3, 2017 2:53:41 GMT
Vokun
"Im putting together a company of sorts, primarily of extraordinary persons". The prince looks to Wassa. "I've been meaning to bring this up to you so this is the perfect time". "My idea is to put together a company capable of fighting the Shadow army in unconventional ways & in rapid brutal strikes". "For example, i have tracked down & acquired a Child of the Abyss". He smiles pridefully. "In fact, he may just be one of the last of his kind".
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Post by Zeritia on Oct 3, 2017 3:13:23 GMT
Ben
Ben took a deep breath and exhaled "Ah, this will give me a definite headache before this is all said and done." Captain Jerome grunted at the statement "We haven't even started and you're already complaining" Ben shrugged his shoulders at that, before the duo plus a dozen other guards returned to the scene where they were most recently spotted. "I'd suggest we start searching for any possible means of tracking them." Ben gave a hum of affirmation before his eyes started to search the area, thinking on all the areas they'd probably try to escape through. He kept his gaze focused as he gestured two fingers down several alleyways. "Send two of your boys each down these alleys, and call for the rest of the guards in the neighboring districts to keep one or two guards positioned in the alleyways. As for me Captain...I think I'll take...a stroll down the street. See if they've doubled back." Though abit taken aback by the fact Tergum was giving orders Captain Jerome followed through with them. Barking said orders before giving the spreading order to secure the surrounding districts alleyways.
Ben in the meantime after the guards left...decided to walk down the alleyway that none of the guards decided to head into, he didn't need anyone hanging over his shoulder while he began this little...hunt.
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Post by Lady Ruliya on Oct 3, 2017 3:28:16 GMT
Zaphia
She studied his face, at six foot three, he stood almost as tall as she did, not many humans managed to look her in the eyes as he did. She studied his words for a moment, thinking them over. The Shadow Army had cut deep into the Elven Kingdom of Nem'Raitel. Only a few stronghold City Trees remained untainted. Many of the clansmen had died in battle against them, and she had fought more than her fair share already. The battle of Silpha was still fresh in her mind, though it was now five years past. For someone of Zaphia's age that could have been last week. She had lost many friends and allies. They had managed to push the Shadow Army back, but it would only be a matter of time before the regrouped and tried again.
Ignoring his boastful statements, she simply said, "I could be interested in hearing more of this company and your plans, Prince Garett," again she gave a customary Human bow of respect.
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Post by Dragonseluna on Oct 3, 2017 9:37:47 GMT
Luna
She perked up a little when he mentioned Graff. She kind of jerked her head to the side as she made sure she had the details straight before even saying a word. "The man who was leading that caravan, yes? When I entered the city I saw him pick a fight with an old woman who proceeded to execute his men in front of him. He then proceeded to beg and plead for the boy he was transporting to fight and kill her for him. To my surprise, the boy killed Graff in an instant and then went after the warrior lady. I obviously wasn't going to just let this boy slaughter an unsuspecting fighter so I warned her of the danger and created a small wall of ice to keep the boy from reaching her instantly. After that, he was knocked unconscious and I left the area." She sighed deeply as her hair and eyes began to reset to their original color, slowly but surely. She smiled at the man and then proceeded to go on. "It was shortly after I entered the tavern and heard your conversation with your friend, which made me curious enough to follow you. I assumed you could have information suited for me, but you might not in reality." Her face became a little saddened and then she placed her rapier back on her hip. "You may be an accomplice of mine now. I'm deeply sorry for involving you." She'd bow her head in an apologetic way. "We may want to get moving, they won't give up the search for me that easily."
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Oct 3, 2017 15:29:32 GMT
Wassa
She lightly bowed her head to greet the elven maiden the prince had called over. "Asha'Naral".
She stood at attention silently listening to the conversation, until the prince mentioned a company of exceptional fighters he was assembling.
"You want to send me roaming about instead of overseeing Lebrinth's defenses ?"
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