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 Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 4:23 pm
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[ - Enter into the Port and Harbor - ]
By the time Reynard arrived at the port, he was gasping for breath. He’d run headlong, taking every side street and back alley short cut he knew to get to the harbor as fast as he possibly could. Stepping out of a back alley, the sea breeze pressed against his face and ruffled his hair. Taking a moment to scout out the area, he didn’t see Gerot or any of the extremists in the area. Sniffing the air, all he could smell was the ocean and the stink of fish wafting on the breeze. Narrowing his gaze, Rey stepped out and kept to the cover of the buildings and various items strewn on the docks as he made his way toward the Trendelonian Ship.
The sight that greeted him was odd and yet relieving – four City guards stood on the ship. Had someone led a force of guard here after the initial attack? Walking up the gangplank, he watched as the men rounded up wounded Trendelonian soldiers. “Good work men. I am glad to see that someone had the foresight to come straight here to confront the enemy…” Rey's words trailed away as he looked around. The wounded soldiers were all holding their ears, which dripped with blood. As far as he knew, none of his men possessed such a power…
Hearing a commotion, Rey turned his attention toward the Captain’s Quarters. Feeling a bristle of awareness move up his spine, he approached the room with caution. But as he caught sight of Varys standing inside, he felt a small amount of relief come over him. If Varys was here, then all would be well…
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 5:50 pm
𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓥𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓼.................................... ...... 𝓡𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓕𝓾𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓓𝓮'𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓮𝓻...... ………………............𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓾𝓻 𝓓𝓮'𝓕𝓻𝓪𝔂𝓮
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Sitting at the large desk centered in the cabin, Arthur was going over some documents when the ship suddenly violently turned in place, rotating to the right as if the ship was going to capsize. He nearly fell out of his seat as he grasped onto his desk until the waters settled and the ship started to right itself. Its rocking motion was still heavy, and Arthur stood up while starting to head to the door to see what the hell had just happened. Then a loud snap suddenly echoed through the door, muffled a bit but loud enough to make him think they were under attack. Reaching for his sword he started to make for the door. For a brief moment he figured the fighting had reached the Harbor, perhaps an explosion had gone off in the water, causing the rocking of the boat, but then he stopped in place as he thought about it. "Wait, but the ship jolted before the explosion?!" he said to himself as he realized something strange was going on. Not a moment later the door suddenly blasted inwards, knocking him back and sending him flying over his desk. "What in the hells!" He let out as he tried to get to his feet quickly and his eyes came across a Noble stepping into his cabin.
"How dare you attack this ship, do you have any idea what you have…" Arthur started to say before getting completely cut off as Rhysian waved his hand and he was lifted off the ground and sent flying towards the back of the cabin. "Call of the attack…" Rhysian would say in a calm but deadly tone. Arthur caught his breath and stood up then and then without any more words he shot his hands out to his side, bringing his hands up to shift into his animal hybrid form. His body started to fill with the magic energy and shift, his hands starting to turn into giant claws. But before the shift could finish, Rhysian threw a hand up in front of him, palm facing out and again Arthur went flying into the wall. Varys came running into the cabin from the blown door then, and his eyes went wide as he saw De’Fraye trying to get up off the ground. This time, as Arthur tried to regain his footing. Rhysian started to chant something under his breath, the sounds being nearly indecipherable, and when Arthur came to his feet, he tried to complete the shift. But nothing happened, nothing at all.
When he looked back at his hands, they had returned to normal, and nothing happened, nothing... He tried again to shift but was unable to shift at all into his animal form. Looking up at Rhysian then, his eyes went wide with fear as Rhysian continued to chant until Arthur reached for his weapon instead. Stopping the chant, Rhysian pushed his hand forward, and Arthur was pressed up against the wall behind him as if a wall was pushing him hard against it, he found himself suddenly unable to move. Watching as Rhysian handled Arthur like a ragdoll, Varys’s eyes went wide and he bowed his head to Rhysian. "M-My Lord, perhaps this has gone on long enough…?!" Varys said trying to advise Rhysian of the dangers of the possible outcomes this could hold. After all, Rhysian was a Valorian Noble who by rights violated political ambassadorial treaties in place, as the ship they were one was considered Trendelonian lands. While he understood that Arthur was prime suspect number one for being at fault for this attack, violating the peace treaty, they didn’t yet have proof, and thus Rhysian’s actions could have much more severe consequence, but Rhysian heeded him no mind. "Silence Varys…" Was all that would come out of his mouth as he took a step forward. "Y-yes my lord," Varys would say while bowing low to Rhysian just as Reynard entered the Cabin.
"Call off the Attack…" Rhysian said again this time more forceful. "N-No," Arthur said defiantly as he forced his gaze towards Rhysian. Annoyed, Rhysian suddenly brought his hand back as if he was grasping and pulling something in front of him, and Arthur was yanked off of the wall and brought directly into Rhysian’s firm grip, held up off of the ground by his neck. "Do you think this a game, mortal.." He would say in anger as he held Arthur up with one arm, his hand cupping and wrapping around the Trendelonian Nobles neck as he dangled in the air before him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 6:14 pm
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⦕ 𝓟𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓪 ⦖
⦕ 𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓿 ⦖
-- -- -- -- -- -- ⟣–––----- - - - - - ~ Philia entered Port and Harbour ~
Philia reached the Port alongside Richard and his men which he had gathered as they hurried over... For a split second the only thing out of the ordinary was Lord Rhysian moving through the sky, but then again that was normal to her at this stage. But shortly after he decended Philia would watch with awe as an enormous wave, far from natural, would rise and crash down on top of one ship in particular as well as several armed men who appeared to be guarding it. "What in the world..." It's like each passing second this one man was bringing more and more questions, questions the Enhancer was set to find answers for.
By the time the group of soldiers and the Professor reached the ship in question, the Court Mage was already gone, more than likely forcing his way onto the ship. Making her way on board as well, Philia watched as the guards were quickly rushing around to apprehend the many men that seemed to try and regain their composure and fend them off all while she hurried with Varys into the Captains Quarters. There she was greeted with the sight of Rhysian holding his hand out towards another noble to was held in the air against the wall. She listened in silence for a short time up until the Valor Noble started to grip the helpless man by the throat. Her eyes focused on the victim and she would approach Lord Rhysian before kneeling down and speaking. "If I may..." She paused so she could wait for the Noble's full attention, regardless if he gave it or not she would speak once more. "Perhaps it would be safer for the City as a whole if we kept the man alive." If things were to escalate much further, the results in the near future may be far worse... But should the Lord respond negatively to her words she would keep her judgement to herself. - - - - - -----–––⟢ OoC:
Feeling: Mildly conflicted
Company: Rhysian, Richard, Arthur
Wearing: [Her Favourite]
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 6:30 pm
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That feeling of relief vanished from Reynard’s body as he took in the scene before him. Varys, the Lord Marshal of Eoana, was bowing down to a man whom was openly attacking Lord De’fraye! He couldn’t believe what he was seeing…Silently, he moved into the room, his gaze taking in everything, the way Lord De’Fraye struggled to fight back and couldn’t, the way Varys and Professor Maksimov seemed to be taking orders from the mysterious Noble, and the way the man held himself and spoke as if each and every one of them were beneath him.
‘This is him! This is the man that has been pulling Varys’s strings! The weapons, the commissions all around the City, it makes sense! But WHY!?’ He thought, taking a step closer. But as he breathed in, a familiar scent caught his attention and made his eyes go wide. ‘It can’t be…!’
As his gaze moved to the Nobleman’s cloak, he caught sight of the white fur that was lined in – white fur that was pure as snow, now dotted with black spots for a pop of flair. But even still, he knew that scent and that fur! He’d caressed that fur, buried his face in it so many times to know that it was Otsanda’s fur - that this man wore as part of his coat! Chest heaving with panting breaths, he thought back to all that Yukira had told him about Otsanda’s death – how a man had held his hand out and she had seemingly fallen to the ground, dead at his feet. Looking now, this Nobleman made much the same gesture as he held Lord De’Fraye in place…
There were too many coincidences! Too many pieces that snapped together, clicking into place. This was the man that was responsible for everything! He was the plague in Eoana, the rot that was slowly taking root! Chest heaving, he looked to Varys, kneeling at the Nobelman’s feet like some obedient dog. How could Varys have let this happen?! Teeth clenching, Rey’s calm rational quickly disappeared as he thought of his beloved Diane. If this man could take Otsanda away from him then he could take Diane too!
Seeing red, heart clenching, Rey drew Aldaine’s sword, Radiance, and let out a roaring battle cry as he charged toward the Nobleman who had caused him and so many others such pain. “It was you! You b*****d! I’LL KILL YOU!”
═══════════════════╝ Captain of the Eoana City Guard || Reynard Balgaire
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The_littlest_dragonfly Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 7:03 pm
𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓥𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓼.................................... ...... 𝓡𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓕𝓾𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓓𝓮'𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓮𝓻...... ………………............𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓾𝓻 𝓓𝓮'𝓕𝓻𝓪𝔂𝓮
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Gripping the Trendel Noble’s neck firmly in his grasp, Rhysian pulled his face close as his eyes narrowed. He was about to finalize his threat when another that had come into the room suddenly yelled out at him, causing him to turn his gaze. Looking upon the Captain of the Guard, Rhysian’s eyes stiffly narrowed as he charged forward in a rage. He was about to bring his free and up when Varys suddenly jumped in front of him, a barrier of sorts between Rey and Rhysian as he suddenly thrust his spear forward, right into Rey’s stomach as he raged forward. The spear nearly went through him, and Varys’s expression turned to one of horror as he looked upon his oldest friend with fear. ~ What have you done… ~ Varys mouthed silently to Rey before clenching his teeth tightly and reluctantly pulling his spear back, pulling Rey closer to him before spinning about and kicking Rey hard, sending him flying back to the front wall.
Bringing his spear up to his side and letting it clank against the ground. Varys stood his ground in between Rhysian and Rey as Rhysian lowered his hand and brought his attention back to Arthur. Eyes narrowing once more, giving thought to the words heeded by both Varys, and Philia, Rhysian pulled him in close once more. "If you will do nothing but adamantly refuse, then I will take care of your men myself," He said firmly as Arthur’s eyes went wide, wondering just what this man could do. "G-Gerot…" He would let out weakly just before Rhysian slammed the man into the ground, knocking him unconscious almost immediately. Lifting him back up, Rhysian the tossed him aside before looking back at Philia and Varys. "Perhaps you are right, he has after all unwittingly forwarded my plans, perhaps I can make further use of him after all, take him…" Rhysian would say as he started towards the door. "And T-this one, My Lord?" Varys asked, tension and concern in his voice. Looking down at Rey then, Rhysian narrowed his eyes and only said two words. "Kill him…!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 7:33 pm
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His gaze a red haze, all Rey could see was the man that had taken so much from him, the man that deserved to die at his hand. But as he came upon him, just as he raised Radiance to slice at the man, Varys, one of his oldest and dearest friends and allies moved into his path. Caught off guard by the action, Rey hesitated and as he did, Varys’s spear pierced through his light armor and into his torso, pressing deep. Eyes wide, a look of abject astonishment upon his face, he looked upon his friend with a look of such deep hurt, that tears came to his eyes.
As Varys wrenched his spear out, Rey tasted blood on his tongue. Looking down at his chest, he couldn’t comprehend what had happened or what he was feeling. Before any other thoughts could come to mind, Varys’s boot connected with his stomach, knocking the air from his lungs and sending him slamming into the far wall. Landing in a heap on the floor, he slumped forward, his free hand pressing against the wound as he tried to staunch the blood flow, his other hand still gripping Aldaine’s precious sword.
The talk around him was meaningless to him, his focus was on his wound and the pain that laced through him with every breath. As the Nobleman walked past, he tilted his head back and sneered at the b*****d. The feeling seemed mutual as the man ordered his death, bidding his best friend – or former at this rate – to kill him.
Even as the Nobleman stepped out, Rey struggled to his feet. There was no way he was going down without a fight. Hand pressed to his torso, the other gripping the hilt of Radiance, he faced off against Varys, his back toward the door as he stood between Varys and his Master. “Don’t do this, Varys…” He croaked, his voice cracking from the pain he held at bay. Raising his sword, he took a fighting stance, but prayed that his friend turned and joined him to face off against the man that had taken everything from them.
═══════════════════╝ Captain of the Eoana City Guard || Reynard Balgaire
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The_littlest_dragonfly Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 7:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 7:55 pm
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Varys’s words, while holding a tone of regret, meant nothing to him as his friend lifted his shield and charged forward. Dashing to the side as quickly as he could despite his injury, he dodged the attack and slashed at Varys with his sword, cutting the air and barely catching on the Lord Marshal’s cloak. It seemed that his wound was slowing down his reflexes exponentially.
The two circled one another until the found their original positions once more, facing off yet again. Coughing, blood dribbled from his mouth. He knew that he didn’t stand a chance – with Varys in front of him and the Nobleman and Philia at his back, he was outnumbered and out matched. Gripping the hilt of the sword, he assessed his friend’s stance and dashed forward, but his movements were too slow. The charge he meant to make, to strike and slash was in vain…
═══════════════════╝ Captain of the Eoana City Guard || Reynard Balgaire
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The_littlest_dragonfly Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 8:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 8:33 pm
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‘How could this have happened?’ Looking down, at the spear that went through him, Rey could only look on in bewilderment. Raising his head up, he looked at his friend, his expression one of pain, sadness, anger and resignation. There was no coming back from this. With one hand gripping the spear and the other holding onto Aldaine’s sword, he looked Varys in the eye. Seeing his tears, Rey felt a twinge of sympathy, but that was all. But as Varys mouthed those words…his gaze narrowed slightly.
From there, it was all a haze of pain. Gripping the spear, Reynard screamed out in agony as Varys lifted him from the floor. “Ahhhhh! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” His screams echoed through the cabin. As he disconnected from the end, the head of the spear ripped from his chest, leaving behind a gaping, bloodied hole. He flew a short distance only to feel his back crash through the glass of the windows, the crinkling of the shards almost like music in his ears.
For a few precious seconds, he seemed to float through the air, weightless. But then, his body met the water, the resounding splash disturbing the surface for a mere moment before calming again. Surrounded by cold, his armor weighing him down, Rey watched as the light above him began to become enveloped in darkness. Still clutching Aldaine’s sword, he thought of those he was leaving behind and felt deep regret. His Brother and His Love – he prayed they didn’t blame themselves. As the darkness swallowed him, couldn’t find peace, not when danger surrounded those he loved – but what was he to do? His last hope was that the ones he loved didn’t meet the same fate…
═══════════════════╝ Captain of the Eoana City Guard || Reynard Balgaire
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The_littlest_dragonfly Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2018 1:58 pm
𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓥𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓼.................................... ...... 𝓡𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓕𝓾𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓓𝓮'𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓮𝓻...... ………………............𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓾𝓻 𝓓𝓮'𝓕𝓻𝓪𝔂𝓮
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Watching with eyes narrowed, Rhysian took in a short breath as the Captain of the Guard was launched through the glass barrier and sent flying into the waters. Shaking his head lightly at the loss, Rhysian grunted and turned to exit the cabin as Varys stared out over the open waters, his eyes wide and scorned. Taking a moment as he continued to breathe and catch his breath, he lifted his head as he continued to stare out into the waters and tossed his spear aside in anger. "Lord Varys calls," Rhysian said just as soon as stepped outside, looking at some of the guards that were standing at the ready. Two of them quickly ran inside at their lord’s beckon and came across Varys still staring out over the waters. "My L-lord," The guard said while stepping forward in concern. Looking back at his guard then, he hesitated for a moment, and then looked down and shook his head before stepping back towards the center of the room. "Yes," Varys said before letting out a short breath and then recomposing himself. "Arrest this man, for the death of C-Captain Reynard… Balgaire, and breaking the peace treaty of Eoana," He said with spite before shaking his head once more and stomping out of the cabin as well. The men couldn’t believe their ears. "What did he just say?" The other guard asked while looking at the first. "The Captain… is dead?" He continued on before looking down at Arthur with both surprise and anger, hesitating for a moment before reaching down and taking hold of the man, tying him up with chains and rope and then dragging him out of the cabin by his feet.
Stepping down the Gangplank, Rhysian stopped at the edge of the pier and turned about, looking up at the Trendelonian ship in all its glory. His annoyance at what had transpired built up within him and he brought his hands up his palms facing the sky, and he took a deep powerful breath. "Cubr Nult Malja Vaci Ichebaharstis…" Rhysian would let out slow and powerful as he outstretched his fingers as if he was grasping something in each hand. Suddenly at the center of the ship, a small black sphere formed no larger than a pea, and the ship suddenly started to warp and pull and break as it sucked in and was pulled towards the black sphere indiscriminately. Varys and the guards quickly ran through the gangplank as Rhysian continued on, pushing his hands together as if he was trying to crush something between them. They all looked back at the ship with fear in their eyes as they watched it crush and pull and crack and pinch, folding in on itself like an accordion. "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Rhysian would let out slowly at first and then louder and louder until he reached a full grunted shout as he pushed his hands even closer together. At that moment, the ship cracked and bent and pulled into several pieces as the sphere at its center pulled and warped the entire ship into a massive crushed pile of wood crashing and sinking into the harbor.
Just as soon as he released the spell, Rhysian took a deep breath and regained his composure as the tiny sphere disappeared, leaving the broken crushed ship sinking into the waters and falling apart. The large main mast suddenly cracked and tilted, falling over and hitting the end of the dock wall, the very tip striking at the face of the fish market. Varys was about to complain, seeing as he had barely gotten off of the ship and could have easily been caught up in all of… that. But as his men followed him with Arthur in tow, Varys didn’t want to off put his own men by pissing Rhysian off further in front of them and breaking the ruse of who was in charge. To his men, and everyone else in the area. Varys was the Highest Lord in Eoana, and Rhysian was simply assisting them as a high Noble of the City and Court Mage of the Academy. Looking back at his men, he took a breath and proceeded to take the lead. "Take him to the Hall, eyes on him at all times!" Varys ordered before starting to head back off the harbor. "The Hall? Not the HQ Cells?" The guard questioned momentarily and Varys turned around and looked at him with annoyance. "I said the Hall, place him in the dungeon, chain him, neck arms and legs, and watch him," Varys said while stomping through the pier and back onto land before leading them all towards the City Square. "Gather the rest of the troops, hunt down the rest!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2018 3:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2018 3:32 pm
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“Take him…!!!” That was what Aldaine heard as he began to wake up. Feeling himself be passed onto someone’s shoulder, Aldaine soon has clear vision, He made sure not to make any movement or sound as he woke, so as to make the enemy ignorant of his now conscious presence. With the angle he had, he was able to glance at his father’s now burning ship. He couldn’t help but widen his eyes at the destruction before him. A loud cry echoed through the harbour as the ship was contorted and crushed. How?! How had this come to be?! Who caused this?! For now, it didn’t matter, it took Gerot and the extremists off guard, which gave Aldaine a chance. No rushing in blindly this time. He needed a plan. Waiting until Gerot and the others left, he Glanced at the back of the soldier’s head, he closed his eyes, readying himself. Eyelids shooting open, Aldaine brought his around the Soldier’s neck, latching it on in a vice like grip. Next, he would shift his weight to the front of the soldier, intent on bringing the two of them to the ground, the soldier head first.
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[OOC:] Ta-Da!
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2018 10:24 pm
𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓥𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓼.................................... .......𝓡𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓕𝓾𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓓𝓮'𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓮𝓻...... ........................................... 𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓽
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Following Varys off the pier, Rhysian followed along with his lead, letting him take up his role as he played the supportive Noble. However, as they walked, none of them could have expected what came next. As Rhysian followed Varys, all of a sudden his eyes went wide and he swiftly took a single step to the side, shifting his position by mere inches before a blade suddenly went into his back. Rhysian grunted loudly as his body pushed forward lightly from the pressure of Gerots blade as he thrust I all the way to the hilt. At that moment, however, Rhysian narrowed his eyes and an angry expression covered his face as he suddenly thrust his hand backward while turning his body, and grabbed the culprit behind him by his neck. Gerot’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. "I-im… poss… ible…" Gerot would let out brokenly as his throat was grasped tightly. Rhysian then pulled Gerot in front of him, holding him off of the ground as Gerot looked into his eyes. Gerot quickly reached for a second hidden blade, but before he could draw it, Rhysian brought his hand up and swiped it past Gerot’s right shoulder, and suddenly a pain unlike anything Gerot had ever felt before rushed through him, and he was unable to move his right arm. "AA…AHHg….gggHHH.!" He screamed out brokenly as he tried to move his arm, it wouldn’t move at all and Gerot’s eyes went wide with surprise as he realized that whatever this man had done completely immobilized his arm.
In the distance, his men waited for Gerot to make his mark, as soon as he drove his dagger into the back of the mage, they moved forward to make their move, but all of them froze in place when Gerot was suddenly grasped, and brought in front of the mage like a ragdoll. The Grey Hooded Archer quickly nocked an explosive arrow, and fired it straight away towards the small group of men, hoping it would give Gerot enough of a distraction to free himself. Varys was completely surprised by the entire ordeal, but when he suddenly saw a lit arrow flying towards them, he put his hands up defensively, unconsciously, even though there wouldn’t have been much he could do at that moment. However, Rhysian suddenly looked up at the arrow and tossed Gerot directly in the path of the arrow, using the old man like a makeshift shield as the explosion sounded in the air just a few yards away. Gerot fell to the ground hard, tumbling and rolling on the ground and right off of the harbor, landing in the waters below. The rest of the soldiers that had seen what had just transpired pulled their weapons ready to charge forward, but then Rhysian suddenly reached up and grasped something in the air before bringing his hand down in a forceful manner just in front of him, and a large lightning bolt suddenly formed in the skies and crashed down on the Red Cloaked Soldier. Eyes wide and completely full of fear, the remaining men scattered, retreating back towards the warehouses and shops as they ran for their lives, disappearing from view. Rhysian stormed over to the Soldier he struck with a lightning bolt. The Soldier groaned as his charred body sizzled as he tried to move. Looking down upon the man, Rhysian put his hand out, palm facing the man and suddenly the man started to scream as his body shook violently until it simply stopped moving altogether. At that moment, the wound on Rhysian’s back started to clot and close slowly, and Rhysian rotated his shoulder annoyedly before looking back at Varys.
Varys quickly stepped over to Rhysian then, looking him over. "Are you alright?" He asked plainly, and Rhysian nodded his head while looking back at Varys’s men. "I’m fine, let us go and end this," Rhysian would say while looking back out towards the Main Road, and Varys nodded and took the lead, charging through the Main Road to the City Square as his men took Arthur down the side road to City Hall.
[~ @Aldaine ~]
Holding onto the guard, the Black Cloaked Soldier was completely taken by surprised when Aldaine woke and attacked, using his body like a fulcrum. He went smashing into the ground face first, and stumbled on the ground afterward, Aldaine completely out of his grasp now, and rolling away from him. When he regained his footing, he was about to charge at Aldaine, but out of the corner of his eye he suddenly saw an explosion in the distance, and Gerot their leader go flying off into the waters of the harbor. The Soldier was taken aback by the sight, but what really caused him to freeze was when a sudden bolt of lightning came down and struck one of his comrades, he couldn't believe his eyes, and when the rest of the remaining squadron started to run, he too turned and tried to run to escape the scene before him.
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Aldaine was ready for a fight when he executed his manoeuvre on the soldier, however, that was before the two of them bared witness to a man in the distance combating Gerot and the squadron as if they were flies. Aldaine’s eyes were filled with disbelief as he saw Gerot go flying into the Harbour’s deep waters. Upon closer inspection, Aldaine’s gaze closed in on the man, who managed to summon a lightning bolt, shocking one of the troops and sending the rest running for their lives, the soldier facing Aldaine included.
Aldaine couldn’t believe who is was that was holding back these extremists all by him self with such little effort…it was the one from the opening ceremony at the academy, the Valorian Royal Court Mage…Rhysian Fuerlain De’Valaer. Seeing that Aldaine was in the clear in terms of enemies, he rushed his way over to Rhysian, who was also accompanied by the lord marshal and a young woman. All the while, he could smell Reynard’s scent, and yet, there was no sign of him. Where was he? Upon arriving, he completely forgot to bend a knee in his somewhat panicked state, simply bowing his head before saying “Lord Marshal Varys, Lord De’Valaer…” Looking at the two, and seeing the guardsmen behind them arresting Trendelonian soldiers, he looked at Varys. He understood that the Lord Marshal may have a lot of questions for him, if he knew who Aldaine was, which Aldaine was prepared to accept. However, Reynard’s absence from the scene was somewhat unnerving, prompting him to ask…
“Where is Captain Balgaire…?”
-Aldaine exits for Day Flip/Time Skip-
═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ Eoana City Guard || Aldaine De'Fraye[Where:] Harbour [With:] Varys, Rhysian [Feeling:] Confused, unnerved [Outfit:] Casual Clothes Regular
[OOC:] Ta-Da!
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