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| Roleplay from Valian Stone Daubeny |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Valian gave the guard a withering gaze when he heard Yxevarii cry out in rage.
Valian stepped back and withdrew a horn into which he blew sharply, a loud sound resounded through the square and swiftly 25 men in glistening white armour came out of the Temple, golden shields in hand with long sliver glaives at the ready “Guard, tell your Lady Emilia that she is in Keffa, a holy city, an Obian City and that we will not tolerate a blasphemous ritual in her walls.”
By now the 25 soldiers had come to Valian’s side “Defend the Grand Inquisitor!” Valian ordered as he ran around to Yxevarii, he stepped into front of her rage filled charge “Grand Inquisitor, wait, you are too important to risk right now, let me and my men help you with this.” The last of that sentence was whispered to the Grand Inquisitor’s ear as Valian held his mace arm out defensively to hold her back, he admired her fervour, this was the first time he had seen her shout, but he wouldn’t let her fight alone. “Say the word and we are with you.”
The men in white armour formed around Valian and Yxevarii in a circle, golden shields locking together and glaives sticking out the cracks, ready to impale any who approached. |
| Valian Stone Daubeny (Knight of Ossmat) |
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| Roleplay from Mulki Laraak |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| By Order of the Prelate
She called out to one of the Inquisitorial guard who had been the picture of vigilance since she returned to the city: "Franklin, tell your Mistress to have the Soothsayer Polli hanged from the walls before the wretched woman causes a riot."
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While Inquisitor Franklin makes his way down the seemingly-eternal sets of steps leading down from the Inner Sanctum, dozens of peasants have begun pushing and shoving toward Polli. At this point, Yxevarii's charge has slowed to a sluggish pushing-match as a veritable sea of stinking, unwashed peasants trample the temple square. Makeshift clubs, shivs, stools, and even empty tankards are thus wielded, the fools beating one another about as often as they attempt to overrun the blasphemers' positions. Nearby, the anti-heretical bloodlust has begun to infect unrelated events. Adventurers are accosted and shoved by drunken fools looking for an excuse to fight, Templars drag bloodied peasants to jail by the dozen, and Inquisitors try their best to blend in while struggling to reach their assigned targets - occasionally fighting off peasants who mistake them as foreigners or adventurers themselves. All it took was one bloody word for the entire thrice-damned city to go up in flames. Figures.
Chaos descends as the most fervent of the masses begin pushing against Lady Emilia's warriors, a tsunami of ineffectively-perfumed and often half-drunken partygoers enraged by Polli's blasphemous insult to their faith, holy city, and realm.
Even the Inquisitors and Templars nearby are overwhelmed by the tide. Panting and pushing against the human wave, the Grand Inquisitor sighs angrily. None can hear her comments over the din of screams, thumping of makeshift shields, and clashing of steel.
"DAMN IT! Why'd you have to go and - BY ORDER OF THE, OH F UCK OFF!- say that... Lucky if there's enough - OUT OF MY GODDAMN WAY YOU INBRED CURS! - limbs to piece together a corpse - MOVE YOUR ASSES! - when this is all over..."
Mulki stood there smiling, when a group of uptight peasants sauntered over and began looting one of the wagons. Another three approached from behind intent on manhandling Mulki and Dolores, when suddenly one of them grabbed Mulki herself. Confused, Mulki struggled against her captor while screaming, "HELP! FRANDS! BAD MAN!" |
| Mulki Laraak (Commoner of Obia' Syela) |
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| Roleplay from Yxevarii Auru'in |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| The Riot Guard had come home to roost. Just in time, too.
Shields pushing against the mass of bodies before them, Valian's men pierce that drunken, gelatinous blob of idiocy in time to free the Grand Inquisitor.
"Valian! Bloody f uck, we have to stop this madness! Grab Polli before the damn peasants burn Keffa to the ground, and end up killing a bloody Royal or every damned one of us for that matter!"
Would be surprising if he managed to hear anything more than scattered words, like:
"Bloody... stop... madness... polli.... burn... Keffa... kill.... bloody... royal... damn... us..." |
| Yxevarii Auru'in (Grand Inquisitor of Obia'Syela) |
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| Roleplay from Duncan Blackstone |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Duncan was drunk, not just from the wine but the sheer weight of magic he felt, he walked onto the street and smirked at the crowd assaulting some poor sods in the Temple Square, he heard a shout and looked to his right, he saw two women being manhandled by some ruffian looking fellows.
Duncan swigged the last of his wine and marched over, “Oi, ya f uckeads piss off and leave the girls alone.”
The three men laughed and continued their disgusting handling, Duncan drew his shortsword and hand crossbow, he levelled the crossbow and fired, causing the one who was holding Mulki to fall back dead with an arrow in his eye, Duncan breathed in deeply, his eyes beginning to glow a bright red, he felt the alcohol leave his system, his head was clear and Duncan smiled cruelly “Leave or I will slit you two from balls to brains.”
The two ruffians backed up, one pulled out a cudgel and charged Duncan, who just dodged to the side and with a swipe of his shortsword left the ruffian headless as his ugly head rolled across the floor, that was enough for the last to run off, Duncan thought about firing his crossbow again but didn’t bother, not worth the energy, he walked over to Mulki and Dolores “Evening Ladies, you two alright?” |
| Duncan Blackstone (Commoner of Thalmarkin) |
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| Roleplay from Valian Stone Daubeny |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Valian nodded, getting the gist of Yxevarii’s orders, he turned to Captain Tomasa and Lieutenant Haydrian “Get Yxevarii our of here, find Vivian and Elizabeth and get them all to the Temple, NOW!”
Valian and his remaining 23 men broke from their shield circle and began to push their way towards Polli.
Tomasa and Haydrian ushered Yxevarii back and out of the square “Sorry Mistress but we have to keep you safe, we must find Vivian and Elizabeth, and get you and them to the temple.”
Valian swing his mace at any who got in his way, he could almost see the Vordulians and Polli, his men were with his, lashing out with glaives it maxes of their own. |
| Valian Stone Daubeny (Knight of Ossmat) |
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| Roleplay from Emilia Delamoire |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Shadow's Blight, the armed regiment of archers that surrounded Polli and Lady Emilia tightened shoulder to shoulder.
"HOLD!" Emilia commanded.
"Do not let them through, but do not land the first blow!"
Though all thoughts went to unleashing the rain of arrows Emilia knew that the first blood drawn would erupt into more chaos, and one her small unit would not fair well in.
The large figure of Captain Brictilda came into view with her large shield raised to protect Lady Emilia.
Emilia shouted backwards at Polli,
"I'm not sure what you are doing but whatever it is, do it quick!" The young Lady Emilia urged the woman.
If Polli's intent was to get them all killed, she was doing a great job so far. |
| Emilia Delamoire (Dame of Pel Mark) |
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| Letter from Saoirse MacArbin |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Luto,
I have no quarrel with any being here in Keffa at this time, so long as they respect that this is, foremost, a rite of the Heralds of Obeah. |
| Saoirse MacArbin (Grandmistress of Obia'Syela, Duchess of Amen Obeah) |
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| Roleplay from Gustav Kuriga |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| The Guard of the Golden Feather would begin their march on the city, attempting to breach it or find a way in, in an attempt to stop all the rituals and destroy the portal stones currently in use. They are outnumbered, but will fight with a zealotry of men who die to destroy a threat to the entire continent. |
| Gustav Kuriga (Ambassador of Vordul Sanguinis) |
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| Roleplay from Viviane |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Viviane nodded to Valian, "Yes, that is where the column emanates from, that is where I must go. I would appreciate your continued protection."
A turtle sauntered down the road.
Hearing conflict in the square, Viviane yet again retreated to shelter with Elizabeth, this time finding a coffeehouse down the road in which to wait out the hostilities. Even so, animals that had followed Viviane from Ossmat, Mekoter, and Zwering mingled around Viviane, inside and outside the coffeehouse. |
| Viviane (Adventurer) |
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| Letter from Training Match |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Valian Stone Daubeny, Knight of Ossmat meets his challenger Yxevarii Auru'in, Grand Inquisitor of Obia'Syela, Royal of Obia'Syela, Margravine of Ossmat, Priestess of Heralds of Obeah for the agreed training match.
Both participants are using the 'defensive' strategy, so that neither has an advantage.
After a series of blows, Valian Stone wins the training match. |
| Training Match (Event) |
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| Letter from Fiorina Margaretener |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| The former Steward of Wudenkin and Marshal of the Golden Southern Legion ordered her handful of guards to take aim on the one-armed historian only, her former Liege. She held no grudge against him, even liked the man, but for the sake of the current hour it was her arrow that wounded the Disciple of Xlair Silverblade. |
| Fiorina Margaretener (Dame of Zwering) |
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| Roleplay from Jecht Tideweaver |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Several scores of heavily armed soldiers from the Shattered Vales now protect the square where Emperor Jecht and Dolores are performing their ritual. This includes the Emperor's personal royal guard. None but Dolores' procession, adventurers, soldiers, and nobles of Obia'Syela, and the Shattered Vales are being permitted access. Those who did not fall into one of these categories have been escorted away from the square. |
| Jecht Tideweaver (Emperor of Shattered Vales) |
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| Roleplay from Valian Stone Daubeny |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Valian had reached the Vordulian soldiers, he and his men were close they formed shields around their commander, forcing the rioting peasants back “Lady Emilia, stop this madness, surrender the blasphemer or me and my men will attack.”
Valian did not get a response before armed men rushed into the square swinging wildly, Valian turned his men and they rushed to hold thee new foes back.
Elizabeth had hidden in the old coffeehouse with Vivian, she could feel it, the fighting, the magic, all of it, conflicting tunes that turned melody to cacophony and she began to cry, she felt something in her veins burn, like the hot metal that left her left arm scarred from her first wound.
She didn’t notice that her eyes were no longer the teal they were before but shining golden orbs, her sobs echoed as if another voice cried within her.
Without warning golden energy arced from Elizabeth’s back, reaching out like lightning, striking glass and animal, a bolt brushed against Vivian.
Elizabeth felt it all swirling in her, the cacophony, the chaos, it hurt her head and heart, her soul wretched in pain and she screamed.
The scream was loud, it cracked and in some cases broke the glass in the coffeehouse, even to those outside the coffeehouse and even in the temple square itself could feel the shockwave of energy that resonated from the girl.
Elizabeth shook on her feet as the energy stopped spewing from her, she stumbled and then fell towards the floor, blacking out. |
| Valian Stone Daubeny (Knight of Ossmat) |
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| Roleplay from Yao Ling Pryde |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| "I will always be ready to fight the Daimons," Yao Ling said with a smile.
Then a procession of cats crossed in front of her and she turned to follow, intent of where they intended to lead her.
And what exactly the voices from the light were saying. |
| Yao Ling Pryde (Sophos of Nothoi) |
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| Roleplay from Saoirse MacArbin |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Saoirse had been spending her time deep in the temple, where the ritual had taken place. Pacing, going through her sword forms, anything to occupy her body so her mind was free to think. Her troops had been patrolling the city, and Tayla had been reading her correspondence to her in between her meditations, but for the most part she had been trying to understand what was happening. And, unfortunately, failing.
So when she received word that the army of the Vales was arriving, and Jecht wanted to meet, she gave word to bring him to the temple happily. Some good news was a welcome distraction, and maybe Jecht had more information to help untangle all of this.
She grinned at his approach, and gave him a quick embrace, rapping her knuckles on the back of his armour before taking a step back.
"Fruit indeed! And it is good to see you, and the rest of your people. I think we will need all of them before this is over, one way or another."
Her grin turned wicked.
"And I would hope that it had to be resized! There are a few differences between how armour fits us, which I think we should explore this evening once you have settled in."
She held his eyes confidently. Soon, they would both have many and urgent duties to attend to, but for now...They might well die in the days ahead, and she would seize this moment. |
| Saoirse MacArbin (Grandmistress of Obia'Syela, Duchess of Amen Obeah) |
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| Roleplay from Yao Ling Pryde |
| Message sent to Everyone in Keffa |
| Yao Ling had lost track of the penguins when the light from the tower turned black. But the polar bear walking down the street had been impossible to miss.
The voices emanating from the light had whispered louder at that moment, and Yao Ling followed the creature as it meandered through the market square.
She eventually ran into the new arrival Luto, who always seemed to know more about what was going on than was proper.
Luto leaned in and said, "Sophos Yao Ling Pryde,
"We must decide. Are we to begin the ritualistic work to welcome It to Nothoi or are we to kill the Others to stop them from completing the rituals before we have done so? We need at least Two Others alive to complete the rituals.
"For Nothoi."
Yao Ling cocked her head to the side and examined Luto for a long time. "What is It? Who are the Others? And why should we kill anyone here?"
She waved her hand at the polar bear who had stopped to eat some food someone had left. "Even the wild animals are friendly. Surely that means nothing but goodness and light comes from this event, yes?" |
| Yao Ling Pryde (Sophos of Nothoi) |
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