The Chronicles of Mystria: Times of Sorrow I

[Metanih]

"From what the Grimoire mentioned, it allows the power of Phasing. A quite helpful power to have when escaping prison." Cherry said, while Mari said,
"Well, that is quite some power." She could sense it. It outmatched her own by quite a bit.

[The Inritus Extraho]

Dar'khan stared at the man, glaring, and whispered harshly, making sure he didn't hear. "If one of you doesn't grab him, I will make a Summons to grab him. And that won't be good. At all."

[Metanih]

Noticing the change in voice, and the glare, Mari turned, and noticed the man, giving a bit too much attention to the group. "One moment." She causally walked over, before grabbing the cheetah man's arm. "What did you hear?" She asked, her tone cold, and cruel.

[Crystal Spires]

I've been made. Oh crap... might as well face the music.

"Do you mean me? I am just working here, but of course. I could say we're all interested in the same person. It's Jabrill isn't it, Jabrill Nascent, the Red Hand? He's a precious friend of mine, and to hear that he's going to be killed like a dog here in Terradin is distressing to say the least... distressing!" the cheetah beastling said as he grappled Mari and sprinted behind Dark'han and whispered, "especially when it's hardly fitting for Jabrill." He sprinted behind Cherry and moved a little to the side "Jabrill is always so soft. Never wants to hurt anyone, always was like that. An idiot. Now he's going to be killed here for it, all over a useless city guard. Pathetic! But we all know if Jabrill isn't killed by them. He'll be killed by us. Let's hope they do it 'eh? " He said while laughing.

[Metanih]

Mari was a bit fed up with the annoying Cheetah, so she pointed for his leg, and shot a weak laser of moonlight for it. "Or perhaps i could end you right now, and free him from the city. Better plan, for sure. I will likely slaughter a lot of people doing it, and one more person who is after him will hardly strain my conscience." Mari said, drawing the sword that wasn't the Duskblade.

[The Inritus Extraho]

Dar'khan nodded. "We could put you out of your... Misery...." he said darkly, implying not death, but a fate worse than it. I hope he doesn't call me on the bluff, I can't really cast here...

[Crystal Spires]

The cheetah beastling dodged the moonlight lazer with his quick speed and smiled, "Whooaaa so you're the one Jabrill likes then? Interesting. You're a spit-fire!" Darreth said as he heard Mari pull out her blade and he quickly drew his flamberge. "And you can fight too, be still my heart. This could make for an interesting thing for me to tell Jabrill before I kill him."

He cast a spell and his speed which was already fast to begin with suddenly became even faster. He ran towards Mari and struck at her blade with his, testing to see how strong her blow was and resistance was.

There would be no use in a 3 against one, but if I can find out what they know, finding Jabrill would be much easier. Darreth thought.

[Metanih]

Subtlety be damned, this one is going to die. Mari thought, pulling out the Duskblade as he came, and using the draw to bash the large sword aside. Her second blade went in for a cut, but she doubted it would have a chance of hitting. Cherry however, reached not for her spear, but for the locket, which was already out of the bag, since the stones were being put in it, and attempted to turn the stone beneath the cheetah's feet to a liquid form.

[The Inritus Extraho]

Dar'khan cursed, the shadows Lengthening as he siphoned the Cheetah-man's life and nutrients, sucking the very will to live from the man, hoping the pain from his withering muscles would drive the man insane. "Die for Zaiden, beastling."

[Crystal Spires]

Darreth could sense that Mari was definitely not one to be trifled with, he noticed that she had more strength than she let on. This made him feel more than a little outclassed, but he realized if he took the time to have the three of them fight him one by one he'd have a chance of actually fighting on even terms.

Looks like Jabrill's got some really strong friends. This could prove difficult....

The Locket had yet to respond to Cherry in the way it was supposed to, because a crucial bit of information was missing to use it to its fullest potential. The Invocation, to Goddess Lirea would be needed to activate the Locket, but few even remember it in these days. The Locket did however release a blast of energy at Darreth causing him to be blown backwards very much like Maven was when he was thrown out the window like a rag doll.

And then he was hit by Dark'han's attack and he was incredibly injured and got to his feet and healed himself with a spell.

(Int is actually very strong on this chara gaiz it's why he's got speed buff and heals)

"I don't have time to play games, so I'm going to have to find Jabrill, so we can have a race to see who finds him first. With his luck, it'll be me who finds him."

[Austington]

Fisk sighed to himself. He was so bored, waiting for the trial to finish. He weaved in and out of the vendors, snatching a bit of bread to feed his hunger. He went down another road and made back for the palace.

[The Inritus Extraho]

Dar'khan stepped forward, as if to hit the man, but threw a single onyx stone, maybe a half-an-inch in diameter, whereupon it slowly drifted to the ground, trailing shadows, and then a circle scribed itself where it landed on the ground, the first stored Arcanghoul hopping up, and slowly spinning a claymore in one hand while the other held a shield. He growled low, and Dar'khan sagged against the wall, concentrating and trying to hide the Unbidden energy while the gate closed.

The Arcanghoul stepped in between the shopkeep and the main street, the massive tower shield filling fully half of the alley, while the claymore dominated the other side.

((OOC: Going to celebrate the Day of the Dead, Spires can control the Arcanghoul. Its missive is to prevent the shopkeeper from escaping the alley or the trio. It won't make any offensive actions unless the shopkeep runs away, when he will follow, or if the shopkeep moves closer, the ghoul will shield bash and cleave him to bits.))

[Crystal Spires]

High Council Building S-B floor, Caltris

Silas Urdok spotted Amalia as she and Dariken went down the set of stairs coming close to the more restricted areas in the High Council build. Silas watched her and Dariken going through the halls.

"Hey are you two lost? This is for personnel only.What are you looking for in our High Council building? Maybe I can help you find what you're looking for." Silas said as he looked up at Dariken. He was a dwarf with a very regal appearance wearing a suit and glasses with a long black beard. He looked at Amalia and Dariken and grimaced and then cleared his throat. "What are you looking for?"

[Servoth]

High Council Building S-B floor, Caltris

Silas Urdok spotted Amalia as she and Dariken went down the set of stairs coming close to the more restricted areas in the High Council build. Silas watched her and Dariken going through the halls.

"Hey are you two lost? This is for personnel only.What are you looking for in our High Council building? Maybe I can help you find what you're looking for." Silas said as he looked up at Dariken. He was a dwarf with a very regal appearance wearing a suit and glasses with a long black beard. He looked at Amalia and Dariken and grimaced and then cleared his throat. "What are you looking for?"

"Uh, we are looking for a man in a bright green hat, he has a purple beard too. Have you seen him?" Dariken said jokingly, his head turned to Amalia, and he winked at her. Dariken turned his attention back to Silas, "Children, have you ever seen the boogeyman before? Why no, of course you haven't, your much to good I'm sure. Don't you be afriad of him if he should visit you, he's a great big coward so I'll tell you what to do. Hush, hush, hush, here comes the boogeyman, don't let him come too close to you he'll catch you if he can." Dariken began to back up at little, and gave Amalia the signal to run as he let a smoke bomb slip into to his hand out from under his cloak sleeve.

[Crystal Spires]

Dyrisal, the Beastling states

Carleth cleared away the snow that had fallen from his door. It was cold as the wind blew the softer snow into the wind stinging his face. He felt his hands with the numbing feeling which meant that he had been spending too much time in the snow. It would be time for him to go inside. It was then that he saw it. His pupils dilated in horror as he saw the approaching horde of unbidden coming to the village. He ran into his home and screamed as the people just watched in horror, but it was strange. The unbidden did not seem to be drawing weapons. Not drawing blood. Carleth looked through his window and after warming his hands he did notice that the unbidden had still not attacked.

What is going on out there?

The village chief approached Nirdasil and spoke without a note of fear in his voice.

"Who goes there and what do you desire of our people?" He said as he looked up at Nirdasil.

[Crystal Spires]

" Dariken began to back up at little, and gave Amalia the signal to run as he let a smoke bomb slip into to his hand out from under his cloak sleeve.

Amalia laughed as she escaped behind the smoke bomb hearing Silas cough as he called for security.

"We better hurry. Where is Maven?" She asked as she followed close behind Dariken.

It seemed the High Council building was so big that finding Maven would be like finding a needle in a haystack, and Amalia didn't know how long they would have before the security swarms the whole area.

Where could Maven be? If I wanted to hide a prisoner in a big building, where would I hide him?

[Yesopalitha]

Dyrisal, the Beastling states

Carleth cleared away the snow that had fallen from his door. It was cold as the wind blew the softer snow into the wind stinging his face. He felt his hands with the numbing feeling which meant that he had been spending too much time in the snow. It would be time for him to go inside. It was then that he saw it. His pupils dilated in horror as he saw the approaching horde of unbidden coming to the village. He ran into his home and screamed as the people just watched in horror, but it was strange. The unbidden did not seem to be drawing weapons. Not drawing blood. Carleth looked through his window and after warming his hands he did notice that the unbidden had still not attacked.

What is going on out there?

The village chief approached Nirdasil and spoke without a note of fear in his voice.

"Who goes there and what do you desire of our people?" He said as he looked up at Nirdasil.

"My name is Nirdasil, and I am the leader of the Chosen of Zaiden. We have come because we require food... we have money and goods to barter with," Nirdasil said calmly, showing him some coins and spare weapons/armor., "Any help you could give us on our journey would be appreciated, kind sir."

[Servoth]

Amalia laughed as she escaped behind the smoke bomb hearing Silas cough as he called for security.

"We better hurry. Where is Maven?" She asked as she followed close behind Dariken.

It seemed the High Council building was so big that finding Maven would be like finding a needle in a haystack, and Amalia didn't know how long they would have before the security swarms the whole area.

Where could Maven be? If I wanted to hide a prisoner in a big building, where would I hide him?

"I don't know! Maybe where the most guards are, he is Maven it would take alot of man power to stop him." Dariken explained to Amalia, as he pulled the cloak off his horns tearing part of it as they got caught in the cloth. "Help with this I'm stuck!" he yelled as he went sliding across the floor and into a wall.

[Crystal Spires]

"Any help you could give us on our journey would be appreciated, kind sir."

"You wish the trade, and not bring harm upon us?" He asked baffled as he approached Nirdasil and examined the coins. They didn't seem to be stolen and as far as he knew there was no blood caked on the weapons of the unbidden.

"We have Shaei fruit and shortstalk that will help give you enough provisions to make it as far as Anherc, but where are you going if it is not rude of me to ask?" The village chief asked with a sense of suspicion. "I hope you're not going to be starting any trouble..."

[Crystal Spires]

"I don't know! Maybe where the most guards are, he is Maven it would take alot of man power to stop him." Dariken explained to Amalia, as he pulled the cloak off his horns tearing part of it as they got caught in the cloth. "Help with this I'm stuck!" he yelled as he went sliding across the floor and into a wall.

Amalia helped pull the cloak off and she gasped as she drew her sword and blocked a strike meant for Dariken with her sword and struck a guard across his neck. He fell down bleeding as she pulled Dariken away from the spiked mace. That blow would likely have killed Dariken had it connected, but Amalia was quick on her feet.

"There's more of them coming. We have to move." She said as she followed Dariken.

[Yesopalitha]

"We have Shaei fruit and shortstalk that will help give you enough provisions to make it as far as Anherc, but where are you going if it is not rude of me to ask?" The village chief asked with a sense of suspicion. "I hope you're not going to be starting any trouble..."

"Nay, we don't wish any trouble. I intend to take my people to Caltris, where we will ask to speak with the High Chancellor, Maven Auryn. And we will gladly take any Shaei fruit and shortstalk you may have, Sir. Thank you for your kindness," Nirdasil said, and curtsied to the man.

[Servoth]

Amalia helped pull the cloak off and she gasped as she drew her sword and blocked a strike meant for Dariken with her sword and struck a guard across his neck. He fell down bleeding as she pulled Dariken away from the spiked mace. That blow would likely have killed Dariken had it connected, but Amalia was quick on her feet.

"There's more of them coming. We have to move." She said as she followed Dariken.

"At least we know we are moving in the right direction!" Dariken commented, as he stabbed another guard in the stomach. "Maven! You near!" Dariken yelled trying to see if Maven would respond, and give the pair a better idea of where he was.

[Crystal Spires]

High Council Third floor dungeons

Maven sat in the dungeons freezing and his right wing completely weakened. He waited and watched as he hummed to himself a song he remembered from a land far away sang in a language he didn't understand at first, but then with the patience he took he learned the meaning of the words and smiled as he sang the song to himself.

♪ ♫ ♩ ♬ Abre sendas por los cerros,
deja su huella en el viento,
el águila le da el vuelo
y lo cobija el silencio.
Nunca se quejó del frío,
nunca se quejó del sueño,
el pobre siente su paso
y lo sigue como ciego.

correlé, correlé, correlá,
correlé que te van a matar,
correlé, correlé, correlá.

Hijo de la rebeldía
lo siguen veinte más veinte,
porque regala su vida
ellos le quieren dar muerte.
♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

He opens the trails through the hills,
Leaving his mark on the wind,
The eagle takes flight,
blanketing the world in silence.

He never complained about the cold,
Never complained about sleep,
The poor feel his passing,
and follow led like the blind.

Run away, run away, run away!
Run away, they come to kill you.
Run away, run away, run away!


Son of the rebellion,
They follow him 20 and 20 more,
because he selflessly gives them his life,
They want to kill him.

He listened to the wind blow through the bars as he cast a small divine judgment specter to warm his cell. He was still catching deep sickness from the sheer depth of the cold.

[Servoth]

An hour later....
"This is getting ridiculous. We been at this for an entire hour! Where the hell is Maven, where can they hide just one person?" Complained Dariken, as he sitting down on a dead guard with a notepad and pen trying to figure out the number of dead guards, if only to pass the time. "Any suggestions, Amalia?" he asked her.

[Crystal Spires]

"We could try not killing the next 24th guard and ask them where they're keeping Maven but there's a problem." Amalia said as she sat on a dead man digging through his pockets for a clue. "Well I don't know how not to kill a guard when they're trying to kill me. I don't have it in me. I am taught how to kill cleanly and mercifully. This means not to cause unnecessary pain and suffering. This means I don't give them a chance to feel it, so I don't really know how not to do that. Plus we don't know that they'll just tell us. Moreover how big can this stupid building be?! How is it that we're lost in a building?! Why do the beastlings have to be so obsessed with bureaucracy?!" Amalia said exasperatedly as she punched the ground in frustration.