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~The next set of guards were all standing in one area. There were only four guarding this particular area. The two of them posted at one spot, while the other two patrolled the halls. They rotated out once the rovers returned to their post. In all the time that Issildia and Demitri were dealing with the first set, Azrielle had already scouted ahead, and was prepared to strike by the time they arrived. Once they switched patrols, that was when his attack began.

As the two guards began their partol, two demonic hands arose from the shadows, and grabbed the ankles of the two remaining guards, pulling them into their own shadows. Their grunts could be heard, along with the sound of blood spilling on the ground. The rovers heard the grunts and turned to find their comrades missing. One of the guards began to walk towards their post, while the other one watched his back. Once the rover was about three feet away from his partner, Azrielle slipped out of the shadow of the wall behind him, and snatched him into the darkness of the shadow. His scream short by a blade tearing through the skin of his throat. The remaining guard after realizing his partner was now missing, noticed that a small pool of blood was leaking out of the shadow. before he could act, he found his torso impaled with several shuriken, and as he reached up to grab them, his feet were taken out from under him, as Azrielle made a sweeping motion, tripping the guard. In the split second that he was in the air, Azrielle raised his blade, its edge making contact with his waist and tearing right through him, leaving his body severed in two.

Once the body hit the ground, the remains sunk into the shadows, and Azrielle stood normally. His blade dripping with blood, as well as his free hand, he licked the blood off of his claws, and sheathed his blade. He then signalled to the others that the path was clear, but before they could move on, their senses were overwhelmed by the illusion of a young woman sitting under a tree, singing a very peculiar song.~

First Attack, Second Attack, Third Attack lost....
On the Fourth Attack, Papa was kill while looking at the stars....
Fifth Attack, Sixth Attack, Arcanus comes for you...
On the Seventh Attack, Mama went to hell, and that's where you'll go too...

What in the hell was that?

Issildia and Demitri were standing in the corridor only a few yards away from Azrielle when the illusion came upon them. When it ended Issildia had a slightly different reaction than Azrielle's, "This does not bode well," she murmured, then she cursed under her breath before speaking once more , "Come we must get moving"

Already they were close to the throne room, Issildia could sense her father's presence, and no doubt he had sensed her. Their plan was falling apart, little did any in that palace know, they were simply being manipulated by those from afar. So to speak the Ryera's were going to allow others to deal with their enemies, and out of this plan they hope do win more than a victory but a Kingdom as well. But even their carefully laid plans were not concrete...

Issildia, Azrielle and Demitri continued silently through the corridors picking off any and all that happened to cross their path until finally the great doors to the throne room were in sight.

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~Reinsen did not even bother to stand at the entrance of the intruder, "It seems that guests have been making a habit of entering without permission, little time ago a messenger entered unannounced...pity he had little time to speak, I would have liked to have known a bit more about the trinket that he had in his possession . "

It was then that the head of the Valterian messenger was brought into view by one of Lord Reinsen's guards who's hands were covered in blood.

Reinsen then stood, at the same time he uncurled his gloved right hand which held the crystal shard, "But perhaps you would be so kind as to enlighten me as to it's origins and purpose, for it is why you have come is it not? So you must know something of it's...potency..."

(((Oh and did you have any specifications for your RP's title pic, details you wanted and such...maybe a quote?)))

(((Thanks, running all of the NPC's is quite a bit of typing sweatdrop , and I wouldn't ask, if you didn't already know a bit about the character Reinsen and the story. And I will start to look for your posts past Wednesday, I get home from classes at 2:30 eastern on Mon. and Wed. and on Tues. and Thurs. all I have is psychology class in the morning, so I'm home for most of the day, though I have two papers to write, sweatdrop but I am a relatively fast typist so I should get them out of the way soon enough. Anyway thanks, and I will deal with Reinsen until you get back. )))


As soon as the unannounced visitor made the note of mentioning Issildia and her companions, Issildia made her decision, for to long had she waited for this moment, and yet she had decided that this moment would have to wait once again.
"Demitri, Azrielle, I want you to leave, this mission has been compromised..." she said as she slowly stepped towards the threshold that led into the throne room.
"What are you doing?" hissed Demitri as he reached forward do grab her arm, but his hand went though her as though it was moving through thin air. There was a faint flash of light as he pulled his hand away.
It was not often that Issildia called upon her Anierien powers for she only used them in the most dire of situations.
"Don't do this Issildia..."Demitri whispered, "You father will not think twice about killing you!"

"Exactly" Issildia whispered before she suddenly vanished in a blinding flash of silvery light.

~"Hello Father" spoke an icy voice from the second level of the throne room.
Issildia stood on the black stone railing that edged the secondary level of the room, normally on this level of the throne room an assortment of nobles would be watching the happenings of the court, but today the room was vacant except for Reinsen, Akurei, and Issildia.
Issildia suddenly stepped off the edge of the second level of the room to land on the carpeted floor that covered the main section of the throne room. She landed as though she had only landed from nothing more than a three feet fall instead of one that measured in the range of thirty feet or so. As she stood, the ringing sound of a blade being drawn from a sheath reverberated throughout the room. Calmly without any sign of emotion Issildia slowly strode towards her father Reinsen Nevar. "You don't look all that happy to see me Father, how long has it been, six, perhaps seven years?

Reinsen's icy eyes that mirrored the color of Issildia's flared slightly, but even so he made no move of showing that he was affected by her words.
"It has been to long, daughter..." he said with a malicious edge in his voice. He then slowly began to stride forward. "to long have you committed unspeakable crimes against your own line...crimes that should have been met with unspeakable punishment." The room then darkened as the gilded torches that adorned the walls began to die down one by one until they were nothing more that smoldering embers.
"How many did I slay Father?" Issildia said with venom, playing at his emotions... "I came for Marcus and Ilderian your own sons and heirs...and now Father...I have come for you..."

"--Ignoring the mandates, going into Anierian territory alone with an artifact, wearing the enemies colors!?" Sasarai turned on his heels to look at Lazirisk. Lazirisk was in an outpost near Eradon now, he had made it far into the
wilderness when he came upon a battle between his forces and Anierians. Lazirisk would be taken in if Sasarai saw him on the battlefield but he could not bear to see his bretheren die and not lift a finger. Thus he had charged into battle, a battle they had barely won and were now near Eradon to recuperate. Lazirisk looked up at Sasarai with a look of bored lethargy, a look Sasarai did not take kindly. He breathed out and furrowed his brow "I have enough reason to turn you in for punishment Lazirisk, but if you tell me what I want to know you will be released." Both men in the room turned their eyes to the book, Lazirisk continued to stare at it while Sasarai spoke, "Where did you find the book?" Lazirisk looked at the ground "I found it." Sasarai flared "Bullshit!--" he broke off and started to pace the room, trying to regain composure. "So you can read it, then?" Lazirisk was confused, he looked up at Sasarai "Can't you read it?" Sasarai flung out his arms "Of course I can't read it, no one in the whole department can read it!" Lazirisk looked to the book with his eyes open. Sasarai looked at Lazarisk's expression for a moment to decipher it, "Don't get any ideas in your head now! It's the nature of such a book, only the first to open it after completion can read it; do you honestly think a dirty half-breed like you could possibly hold some ancient power that would match our lord Reinsen!?" Lazirisk tried to hide his emotions, if he let off his true intentions they would surely take the book from him, but being called a half-breed by Sasarai.. It all flashed through his head, all the taunts and jeers; Lazirisk reached over and cluthed the book to his chest, his bottom lip trembling "I-I am no traitor Sasarai, I fight for our master Reinsen in await for the coming glory of the Celtarie." Sasarai flung his cape "You'd do best not to forget that Lazirisk, for your sake...and mine;
don't leave the premises, with the development of the book, the elders believe you may prove useful yet."
Sasarai took a last look at Lazirisk "I didn't mean it soldier, I swore an oath on your mother's grave and on your grandfather's honor, I am not to let you die."