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An undead citadel created before the cataclysm, Sahova is devoted to all kinds of magical research. The living may visit the island, if they are willing to obey its rules. [Lore]

Scourge of Chaos and Evil (Radiant)

Postby Annalisa Marin on June 17th, 2014, 4:49 am

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82nd of Summer, 514 AV


The Glyphs truly reflected their mistress in most every conceivable way, elegant in some ways but also somewhat plain looking in appearance and somewhat uninspired. It was the meaning behind the Glyphs where strength was drawn from, the thing that made her one of the more potent Glyphers since the fall of an empire so long ago. She stood within a decaying remnant of that empire, the last bastion of its strength and still her talents outstripped most. Plain looking the woman was, this pulser working within one of many laboratories within Sahova but within her was strength beyond the ken of the majority or mortals.

Wizard Annalisa Marin sat where she often did most days, at a desk seemingly shoved into a corner without care and surrounded by scattered pieces of parchment. Each one was filled with various Glyphing diagrams, each one more potent than the last but they had been discarded. Currently her eyes scanned over the parchment before her, visualizing the exact pattern she desired given the previous imperfections. As she did her brush wielding hand glided across the parchment, the world around her already starting to lose substance and form. Grey eyes were intensely focused upon her task, her mind almost becoming single minded upon her craft.

Each Glyph brought forth was a work of art; lesser Glyphers might very well look to the items she could create as being near the pinnacle of creation. Why should they not? Anna’s hand was a flurry of motion across the parchment, the stylized inverted triangle that made up her Focus was brought into existence within a few mere ticks and already she was moving on to a ring of smaller geometric shapes around it. The Barrier was enforced with the tasks of containment and holding whatever was to go within the Focus steady.

This pair of Glyphs was place in the center of the parchment, only the beginning of the sigil that Anna had planned out. Next she arranged another pair of the same Glyphs to the upper right of the central pair, extending a line of geometric shapes to the central Glyph from the Barrier. These were the Path’s and they were to connect the entire affair together in the end. From here Anna placed pair of Foci and Barriers at the upper left, the lower right, and then the lower left. Once completed the sigil looked rather reminiscent to a five side of a die, with Paths connected the outer ones to the central one.

Connected to the four outer ones she created a jumble of stylized geometric shapes nearby, crafting a Trigger Glyph for each one. The sorceress them inscribed common lettering next to each one of the four Triggers, the conditions for the activation being planned out. These normally took some time, but Anna had a number of Trigger conditions that she often used that were all incredibly specific. For this modified scroll sigil she intended for its purpose to be to combine the four elements, to try and create a working model to see what might happen if she tried to combine them all. Ambitious, but Annalisa Marin was nothing if not ambitious.

When I, Annalisa Marin the creator of these Glyphs on the 82nd of Summer 514 AV, shed a drop of my own blood upon the parchment this scroll is inscribed upon the Trigger will activate and lower the Barrier, allowing the magic within the Focus to travel along the Paths.


With this task done Anna created another jumble of stylized geometric shapes, or at least moved to attempt it. In her rush and flurry her hand knocked over a vial of ink and stained the sigil itself with an overflow of ink. The tall sorceress shot up from her seat, cursing loudly as she glared harshly at the ruined work. So many repetitions, and just like that her work was completely and utterly ruined. Anna clenched her fists, allowing her breath to escape her lips in an irritated sigh. She was better than this, that kind of mistake was a rookie Glypher mistake. She was supposed to be among the higher tier of Glyphers.

Perhaps it was the fact she had not slept in over twenty four bells that contributed to her carelessness, the dark circles around her eyes more prominent. Anna sighed softly, massaging her temples in an attempt to push back a slight headache growing in her skull. She needed to sleep, that was what she needed to do before attempting this again. The sorceress was no Nuit, she could not work for days upon end non-stop. She needed to rest her eyes and mind, especially before attempting something so very high risk to begin with. But she had been so close…

The tall dark haired woman shook her head, her bare feet already slapping upon the stone floor towards the room that contained her personal quarters. She was dressed in her work attire today, foregoing her more fanciful robes in favor of something more comfortable. A simple tunic and trousers, which was all she needed really. Ink blotches were visible here and there but overall they looked rather in good condition compared to her more worn clothing. They were her favor clothes really, suiting her rather well for practical reasons.

Anna came to the metal door that led to her quarters, pushing it open slowly and groaning as she did. Her free hand was already pulling her high ponytail out of its normal bound state, long black locks falling freely about her head. She did fear sleep to some degree, her nightmares still a frequent occurrence unfortunately enough. However if she did not sleep Anna expected that she’d probably just drop dead from eye strain and exhaustion.
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Postby Radiant on June 17th, 2014, 6:07 am

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The Chaon Wizard was just doing her usual duties, researching into magic, drawing masterful glyphs, and once drowsiness has grasped her mind, she decided to rest... It looked like going to be another restless sleep filled with nightmares. However, on this particular day, fate played would its hand, and a chain of events that would shake the foundation of Sahova itself would occur, now where would our Chaon Sorceress find herself amidst the on-coming calamity? We shall see.

Anna would hear someone knocking on the metal door that lead to her personal quarters in her labs, once the drowsy sorceress opened it, she would find a hooded man, a Nuit most likely, his features sickly pale and wrinkled, with the distinct black-tongue of the undeads, "Wizard Marin, I have a message from the Council..." He spoke with the usual placid and emotionless tone of Nuits, despite his apparent calmness, his words alone contained great weight, he was sent by the Council itself, "You are to assist three visitors to see Warden Riyanna Sterder, the Council expects your presence near the gates of the Courtyard, immediately." Once he had delivered his message, the Nuit would promptly leave without another word.

.........

Whether Anna departed immediately or not, as she walked through the halls of the Gug Andjak, another Nuit would approach her, this one was in a female body with blond hair and pale green eyes, she would look pretty if not for the Nuit-like traits on her body, "Pardon me, Wizard Marin, please... come with me, Mistress Amaryllis wishes to see you." This particular Nuit looked cleaner and 'healthier' than most, marking her as one of Amaryllis' helpers, the Chief Embalmer always want to keep her subjects properly representing the expertise of the Palsa Hydrasa after all.

"Wizard Marin, please, Mistress Amaryllis requested your presence, now." The female Nuit repeated, urging. It was clear that time was not a luxury at the moment.

Now, Anna found herself at a crossroad... two very important figure in Sahova requested her presence in two different places at the same time.
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Postby Annalisa Marin on June 17th, 2014, 6:56 am

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Anna sighed as she had settled onto the hay mattress, closing her eyes almost immediately to get some manner of shut eye. These same grey eyes shot wide at the sound of a knock at the door to her personal quarters, narrowing immediately into a glare that would be defined as near murderous. If it was one of her slaves she was most certainly going to show them the meaning of the word ‘punishment’, deprived by sleep as she was the sorceress was lacking for mercy. Still she did get to her feet and shuffle to the door, swinging it open and glaring down her nose at the one beyond.

She was surprised to find an unknown Nuit as her greeter, looking as dead as the majority she had met upon the island. Anna held her glare regardless, making it clear through her body language that if he did not deliver his message quickly then he would be getting an earful. Fortunately the undead wasted no time in delivering his message, which drew a sigh from her lips as her shoulders were allowed to slump ever so. It seemed that even though she was a living upon Sahova she was still subjected to the timeless Nuit. Judging from the wording at the end of that sentence, refusal was not an option.

Anna waved away the messenger and cursed under her breath, a flare of indignation of being ordered around like some dog. She looked about for her sandals and slipped them on, locating her concealed dagger as well and placing it in the pocket of her trousers easily. With that task complete Anna took up her waterskin and took a long drought, wiping her lips clean before heading out of her quarters. The tall woman strode out of her lab ticks later, her face carefully composed though in her mind she was preparing an especially cruel curse for Riyanna for this.

As she walked through the Gug Andjak, turning down a hallway and preparing to mount a flight of stairs, she was accosted by yet another Nuit. Judging from the state of her body this Nuit looked to be one of Amaryllis’, a pity she was a walking corpse and not a flesh and blood woman. Anna halted her advance towards the stairs, opting to give this one a chance to speak and holding back a glare. Amaryllis was not one she wanted to anger; crossing one of her servants delivering a message would be unwise so she took the diplomatic route.

The message made Anna wish to groan aloud; in fact she did indicate her visible displeasure by messaging her temples. The Council orders one thing, Amaryllis orders another, what a lovely little spot Anna was in at the moment. On the one hand she had the ruling body of the Citadel commanding her to do one thing, and the woman that knew her every dirty secret and who could destroy her in a moment commanding another on the opposite hand. It was very much a case of being damned either way, having to deal with either party’s displeasure was not a good thing.

Anna pondered over this situation, thinking over whom she could afford to push to the back in favor of the other. The Council of Five were the leaders of Sahova, disobeying a direct order from them was tantamount to outright political suicide. However, Amaryllis held quite the chain over her as well though she could technically afford to be a little disobedient there. The Chief Embalmer was powerful, but if she killed Anna over a minor slight then more the fool was she really. The Council came first, their word was law. However… it was Amaryllis, who knew why the embalmer might have need of her? Gods why couldn’t she just flip a petching Miza on this one?

“...Very well, take me to Amaryllis. This had best not be a waste of my time and it had best be quick, otherwise it will be the Chief Embalmer to explain what was so important she had to drag me aside from a Council summons, not me.” Anna growled at the Nuit, gesturing for the female undead to lead on.
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Postby Radiant on June 17th, 2014, 7:06 am

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The female Nuit nodded as Anna chose to go to Amaryllis instead, of course, it would be in the Palsa Hydrasa, specifically, Ama's office. "Right this way, Mistress." The Nuit said politely and emotionlessly as she shifted her feet, walking to the Palsa in a brisk pace with Anna close behind her. From the speed of the Nuit's walk, Anna could deduce that this was not an usual order, Nuits usually didn't walk this fast, they had all the time in the world after all.

In just a manner of few chimes, Anna finally arrived in the office of the Chief Embalmer, the Palsa looked as stunning and beautiful as ever, and behind the desk, the sorceress could find the familiar beautiful feature of the Chief Embalmer, Amaryllis was wearing her usual elegant peacock dress, complete with the cosmetics beautifully placed, she really paid attention to her appearance for it would mean between success and failure in the convoluted political world of Sahova, "Welcome, Anna." Ama said as she gestured for the Chaon to come hither, "Take a seat." She seemed to deliberately ignore that Anna had a direct order from the Council and was in a hurry, the Chief Embalmer took her time instead.

"You look awful, Anna." Ama was idly writing on a parchment as she commented about Anna's appearance, "You must be wondering on why I called you here, yes, I know you have direct orders from the council," She then looked up, her face turning serious, "And this is exactly why I called you."

Procuring another parchment, Ama wrote on them again, idly asking the Sorceress, "What do you know about..." She stopped for a moment, "Syliras, Anna?"
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Postby Annalisa Marin on June 17th, 2014, 7:47 am

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Anna was not normally one to jump when told to jump, however when it came down to it she trusted her gut over her mind most of the time. It had saved her hide so far, no reason to start doubting the feeling that Amaryllis was a better option at the moment. However something did not feel right about this, it was far too… convenient that she had been summoned by the Chief Embalmer mere chimes after receiving her Council summons. The thought might have seemed paranoid to some, but paranoia kept one breathing on Sahova or at least it kept one existing.

They walked through the halls of the Citadel, Anna easily navigating the corridors and passageways that had become so very familiar to her. The tall dark haired woman kept just behind her Nuit escort and to the right of her, grey eyes subtly flicking to the undead every now and then. Perhaps Maelstrom was right to trust the voices in his head over those around him; at least they were likely his voices. Everyone around her could very well be a liar, a trait she was normally fine with but not when it was directed at her. She had assumed that this Nuit was indeed who she said she was, but what if she was not?

Anna shook her head slightly; she would drive herself completely and utterly insane if she started to suspect everyone was out to get her. Next thing she would start to think the walls and stones themselves were plotting to rise up and attack her. No, likely this Nuit was exactly whom she said she was and she was concerned over nothing. Sahova had made her paranoid with the best of them, it seemed. Yet another reason to hate this petching place from the darkest pits of her soul.

Their steps did indeed lead them to the Palsa Hydrasa, the Pre-Valterrian Alahean architecture always a marvel to behold. Though at the moment Anna did not have time for idle sightseeing, instead favoring getting to exactly what the Chief Embalmer wanted so she could hopefully get back to her task from the Council. Her absence might have already been noted as far as she knew, and that most certainly was not a good thing. As such she increased her pace, brushing past the escort towards the office with long and quick strides. She pushed open the door with little ceremony and looked towards the desk where Amaryllis usually sat.

There she was indeed today as well, clad as always in her peacock adorned robes and with various cosmetics used to make her appear almost lifelike. This was indeed her mentor, the undead that had trained her to be what she was today. Her outward appearance masked a heart of stone and ice, a thing that would never beat again. Anna wondered how much that must vex the Nuit, to know that her fate was always to decay while others kept their grace and beauty for years to come. Some small and spiteful part of her hoped that the Embalmer feared it every moment.

Anna clenched her jaw at being ordered to sit, the Nuit working as ever at her own leisurely pace as though the world itself would slow to accommodate her. The tall woman was most certainly making every intension of making her displeasure at this slow pace known to Amaryllis. Her grey eyes were narrowed at the Chief Embalmer as she moved to sit down before the Nuit, crossing her arms under her breasts. When she spoke her voice still bore the quality of her normal sweet honey, but there was a tangible undercurrent of frost to be found there.

“I suppose I do rather look dreadful. You will have to instruct me of the proper method to worry over my appearance, especially when the Council calls for my services immediately and yet here I sit.” Anna offered in response.

Naturally the Nuit continued on with her own thoughts, her words might as well have been mere air to the peacock clad undead. Her words earned a raised eyebrow from Anna at first, a bit surprised that she would actually summon her when she knew the Council of Five had summoned her. As such her brows only rose higher when all of a sudden and from the left field a question about Syliras was flung her way. A rather unexpected question to say the very least, completely out of place in Anna’s mind though still she wracked her memory for her limited knowledge of the city.

“Very little, if you must know. I know where to find it on a map if presented with on and I know it is a Fortress City guarded by an order of Knights I likely would not see eye to eye with. Beyond that, I know a few others with… bad experiences with the city’s defenders. It sounds a rather oppressive and disgusting city honestly. I fail to see how this pertains to the Council’s command, Chief Embalmer.” Anna answered as best she could, her knowledge of the actual working of the city limited to books and second hand stories.
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Postby Radiant on June 17th, 2014, 8:20 am

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"I see," Amaryllis gave an 'oh' like response and tone at Anna's explanations, it was as if the Embalmer already knew what Anna was going to say, the Nuit then batted her eyelashes at Anna, smirking knowingly, "It is a city ruled by the militant order of Syliran Knights, and as their name suggests, they are under the patronage of Sylir, the God of Peace and Civilization... along with his allies, Yahal, and a few other gods." Amaryllis seemed to be giving irrelevant information again and again even though Anna's time was ticking, the few precious chimes could mean between life and death for the Sorceress.

"Who did you ask? Oh wait," Amaryllis, folded a parchment then put both of her hands to the table, "One of your slaves, or..." She then leaned in as she strands of hair behind her ear with her right hand, "Your 'daughter', the specter? I heard she arrived here from Syliras, and she took back one of the slaves back to her 'homeland', Kriemhild, I think was her name, I gave her a replacement body months ago." Amaryllis sighed as she shook her head, "You should keep your family in check, dear Anna, or bad things might happen, involving the old hag who guards the Courtyard. "And you must be wondering and squirming on why does the Chief Embalmer keep holding you back, no? Hmmm, rest assured, dear Wizard, this is for your own good." Amaryllis leaned back into her seat as she idly took a filled parchment then read it, "Did you know..." She paused for a dramatic effect then flicked her eyes at Anna.

"That the three visitors you are going to escort are Syliran Knights?"
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Postby Annalisa Marin on June 17th, 2014, 8:51 am

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Anna was near the end of her patience with the endless drawing out of the situation, she was actually beginning to envy Maelstrom’s ability to just not give a petch. However she remained where she was sitting and simply held her gaze towards the Chief Embalmer, narrowed grey eyes watching the Nuit carefully. Some of the information was interesting, such as the domain of Sylir and the obvious fact that Anna’s beliefs likely conflicted with the Knights. The sorceress did not know who Yahal was, but if he also opposed Rhysol’s glory then more the fool he was. His Chaos would consume all, one way or another Anna was certain.

The tall woman bristled visibly when Amaryllis started to intrude on matters that most certain were not her business, involving her daughter. The thinly veiled threat that escaped the embalmer’s lips was enough for Anna’s lips to set into a line, visibly further displeased. The embalmer was reminding Anna very much why she both respected and despised her, for while she had saved her in some ways Amaryllis was simply using her. She was a tool for the Nuit and she seemed to delight in making Anna very aware of that fact, reveling in her own power. Oh, how the sorceress longed to take her power from her…

“Holding me back is certainly not for my own-.” Anna started, the words freezing in her throat.

Syliran Knights upon Sahova? Now that was an interesting little tidbit of information offered her way, enough to cause her to sit back in her chair an recline somewhat. Long pale fingers drummed upon her chin as the gears of her thoughts started spinning anew, this development rather significant. A group of three Syliran Knights upon Sahova, what an odd concept as this place was rather opposite what their group could call home. The island of Sahova was hardly peaceful and civilized only in name, the vicious and cut throat world it was.

Yet, apparently they were here for a purpose though what that purpose was; Anna could only begin to guess at though it obviously involved Riyanna in some way. Why would they need to meet with the Warden of the Prairie, more to the point, why would the Council send a freshly promoted Wizard as their guide? Surely there were a number of others to do the work; golems even most likely could accomplish such a simple task. Yet instead they had asked for her to guide them to Riyanna, a curious thing to be sure.

Anna crossed and uncrossed her legs, her eyes focusing on the woman before her intently. Then there was Amaryllis to consider, was she merely protecting an investment or was there something more to this whole affair? The sorceress was starting to suspect that this was in actuality, something far more complicated than a routine escort. Amaryllis might have liked to toy with her, but she was not fool and likely would not have summoned one of her more involved investments at such a moment without cause. A lot of faith to put in the Chief Embalmer, but while Anna did not trust her in any real form she trusted that she was smart enough not to throw away a potentially powerful wizard like her.

“Interesting, though that begs the question why they would be going to see Riyanna Sterder. Or why the Council would send one of its newest wizards to escort these knights to her. Has the good Warden done something to gain the ire or interest of their order, Amaryllis?” Anna said at length, her words a little more drawn out.
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Postby Radiant on June 17th, 2014, 9:07 am

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Amaryllis merely clasped her fingers together as she put both of her elbows to the table, her lips just behind it through her eyes peered at the Sorceress, "Yes, of course," She knew Anna would ask those questions, it was logical, it didn't take a genius to predict that, "I have done some digging... regarding the Council, your daughter, and... Riyanna. It seemed... you might find this interesting." Amaryllis then took out a parchment as she handed it over to Anna, words in Common were written on the parchment, slightly torn and worn from wear,

"Peyton Morothon here, I am once again, in need of the help of the wonderful people in Syliras. There is a being in our city, a cursed child, a poison to us all. I, myself have never had to deal with this filth, but people that I know have. Important people with business' to run, who don't need ghost interrupting and scaring off their customers. So I am offering a 300gm reward for the capture of one Fubuki Kouri. Whether you do it in a group or one person, you will be rewarded."


"One of my contacts sent it to me, does the name sound familiar to you, Anna?" Amaryllis gave the Chaon a serious look, "Your daughter is wanted, now one can wonder why the Knights would come here, yes?" Of course, it should be simple, right? Knights coming to search for the wanted specter who caused so much trouble in the Fortress City of Peace, "However, while it is a possibility, that might not be the case, because you see..." This time Amaryllis lowered her voice into a whisper, just for Anna could hear even though they seemed alone in the room, "Last year, Sahova also sent powerful artifacts to various cities, Syliras included... I think this is a decision made by the Council, this is also another possibility on the Knight's arrival here, but these two possibilities still doesn't explain on why they were looking for Riyanna specifically, no? Well, you will want to hear this," Amaryllis motioned for Anna to lean her body forward, putting her lips near the Chaon's ear, the Embalmer spoke,

"Warden Riyanna, she is a deserter of the Syliran Knights, perhaps she was a betrayer or something forced her to leave? I do not know the details, this is what I could gather." She leaned back then closed her eyes, "Why do they send a newest wizard to do this seemingly 'simple' work? Well the answer is also simple, dear Anna," Amaryllis opened her eyes slowly, her look becoming sharp and urgent, "You are a pulser, wizard or no, you are still a pulser in the end. Sending a pulser to deal with the matters of fellow pulsers is the most simple thing to do, and remember that... you are considered expendable, Anna." Amaryllis then rang a small bell as she called one of her servants, the same blond Nuit, to come into the office, "Wizard Marin will be leaving, she has urgent matters to attend to, and Anna," Amaryllis gave a small nod, mouthing, 'be careful' to the Chaon.

Once again, the servant would lead Anna out of the Palsa and into the Courtyard, specifically at the gates to meet with her 'associates' for the day.
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Postby Annalisa Marin on June 17th, 2014, 9:36 am

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Anna took a look at the aged parchment offered to her, stroking her chin as she looked upon what was right before her eyes. Kouri had mentioned the Knights hurting her and hunting her, but had not elaborated onto the exact details. This little tidbit of information was most certainly useful to know, it would aid in further manipulating the child. The tall sorceress placed the writing back on the desk, raising her eyebrow as though to prompt Amaryllis to continue. A 300 GM award could certainly not have brought the knights all the way to this forsaken place, if it had then Anna had an idea of what she would need to do to these knights.

“An artifact you say? Most intriguing.” Anna said, leaning forward with interest.

The fact these items had been sent out to every city in the region was of some interest to her, she had to wonder exactly what kind of artifact it was though the Chief Embalmer either did not know or did not want to elaborate. Anna accepted this with a mental shrug, wondering over why this artifact might bring them back to Sahova then. The tall dark haired woman did lean forward further when Amaryllis bid, genuinely interested in learning whatever secret the Embalmer knew.

Dark brows shot up high, of all the things she might have said that was probably the last the woman had expected to hear. Riyanna was many things, but Anna could not see her as a traitor. She was simply too… honorable, her greatest weakness in the sorceress’ opinion. However if this was true then the knights could very well be here to make Riyanna answer for her crimes. Whatever the case was, Anna was starting to see a golden opportunity being presented before her eyes. A chance to remove two potential threats at once, both the Warden and the Knights.

Riyanna had never forgiven her for what happened to Celeste, meaning she would become an enemy at some point. The Knights could very well be seeking to remove an asset of hers from her grip, meaning she would have to protect what belonged rightfully to her. If she used both threats to remove each other than it would solve both of her problems, since they were so called ‘pulser affairs’ it was doubtful the Council would look too deeply into it. However if Anna wanted to seize upon this possible golden opportunity, she would need to work very fast now that she was armed with knowledge.

“I thank you Amaryllis, I will be off to handle this affair then.” The sorceress said, offering an slight incline of her head as she was led out of the Palsa Hydrasa.

As they walked Anna could not stop thinking about this situation and the possible scenarios that could very well play out. Was this overly ambitious of her then, to seek to remove the Warden of the Prairie and the cadre of knight appeared upon Sahova? Taking out just one would be a victory, but if the chance presented itself to deal with both then she would seize it with both hands. She needed to play this correctly, the first thing to do was to assess the lesser known party, these knights. They had been sent to Sahova for a reason, discovering that reason would allow her to better know how to twist this thing to her benefit.

She would walk along the path to their destination; if the Defiler was merciful then hopefully her detour would not have resulted in them leaving without her. That might very well put a damper in her machinations.
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Postby Radiant on June 17th, 2014, 1:50 pm

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As Anna walked through the Citadel halls, the undead fortress looked the same as ever, stuck in ancient times with the walking corpses endlessly researching to achieve a quite impossible goal in most things considered. After a while, the Sorceress and the Nuit guide came upon the gates of the Courtyard, the ominous graveyard looming before them, but... in front of those gates were three humanoid figures, two male and one female, all of them looked healthy and fit, they were wearing identical light armor, similar to the Syliran Knight's light armor, only bearing no insignia nor symbols, they didn't want to attract attention after all.

With a bow, the blond Nuit left them wordlessly after they arrived before the three figures, leaving Anna to deal with them, pulsers to pulsers. From here, Anna could see that the first one was a tall male, truly tall and wide, defeating Anna by about three inches, a greatsword was strapped to his back, his brown hair and light gray eyes nodding in greeting at the Wizard, but he kept silent. The second male was a rather short one, only about 5 foot and a half tall, but from his build, he looked lithe and swift, he carried a composite shortbow along with its quiver and arrows on his back, on his hips were stationed two daggers, he also nodded in greeting at Anna, but like the first one, he kept silent.

"Greetings," It was the third - and only female - figure in the group who greeted Anna, a woman in her early forties, of average height, but looked short due to Anna's height, she had dark hair and calm blue eyes that spoke of years of experiences and wisdom, she respectfully bowed slightly at the Wizard, "We are travelers from Syliras, I am Isabella," She gestured to herself, then to the tall man, "This is Lance, and," She gestured to the short man with the bow, "This is Brimholt," The woman called Isabella then glanced back at Anna, "We are here to see Warden Riyanna, we have... businesses with her, the authorities here informed us that you will be leading us, and for that, we offer you our thanks, may we have the honor of knowing your name, Madame?" Isabella asked respectfully, despite her age, it was clear the years haven't caught up to her, she still looked rather pretty and youthful, her form was fit, the mark of a warrior, she was carrying the most stereotypical weapon of Knights, a longsword coupled with a shield on her back.
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