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 Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 8:45 pm
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 3:17 pm
There was no warning. There wasn't any indication that he was coming. He was just there. Thag appeared out of nowhere. No sound, scent, aura, or trace of magic to announce him. He was just suddenly there, as if he was meant to be. He merely took in his surroundings, and walked foward, not a care in the world. He was still seething, but he had learned not to let emotions rule him completely. He was still working on it though. After all, he had left in absolute anger. Now he arrived in anger. He also arrived a little tipsy. He had consumed copious amounts of alcohol. He wasn't really used to drinking. At all. Now his blood/alcohol was very high. He wasn't walking so much as staggering through the room. He was looking at all the various things, blurily thinking about how to steal them, but not really coming up with a real good plan on how to do so at the moment. He really just wanted to rest. His head felt like a great melon. He found himself near the throne and dropped himself into one, he leaned his head back against the back of it and falling asleep nearly instantly.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 4:44 pm
Amelie came stridding in from the infirmary. She needed a placed to sit and rethink her actions. How could she have been so stupid. Her cheeks were still sticky from her tears and she ran her palms over them leaving a small streak of dirt on both. She looked nothing like a princess should. She wore riding boots and crops her brown hair which normally was curled and pinned adorned with a crown hung about her shoulders and face in a matted mess. Ressurecting the dead was tedious work and she still wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do. She stopped dead in her tracks and looked and the person sitting in one of the throwns. Happy that she didn't look like royalty she walked up to him and poked him in the arm. "Excuse me but if the queen or princess catch you in that chair you're sure to be beheaded." She smiled and leaned back on the balls of her feet.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:05 pm
Sin watched as the little wretch walked away from his prey. "You know if we work together you will be able to take your proper seat on the throne. Your cousin Atta would be your servant, and Invictus would be in your finger tips. Each faction willing to accept you as their queen." Taking a pause, "You have Draka, Grimstone, and no you have my strength residing within you. I can teach you everything you need to know."
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Draka The Solitary Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 10:05 pm
Thag groaned as he awoke to some sort of prattle going on about him being beheaded. "Fine. They can do that if they can catch me." He didn't open his eyes yet. He was sure that he smelled like a distillery by now. He opened a single bloody eye and turned it upon the girl speaking down at him. "You hold yourself like you are important. I also know that those clothes are not to be found on even the wealthiest of commoners. The crop is one such giveaway of that. Commoners don't beat their horses. You must be of nobility. A lady of the crown perhaps? There are no flags adorning the towers that declare other nobles are in the castle other than the royal family. That has narrowed it down quickly." He opened the remaining bloodshot eye and sat up more in the throne. "Then again, you have dirt stains on your hands and clothes. Most nobles wouldn't lower themselves to such depths as to get into the dirt, but one hears rumors about the princess and her affiliation with those of the dead type. So you are either a favorite of the royals or the princess. A further analysis says that you are the princess, as a favorite of the royals wouldn't be in the throne room in that condition, but a royal might view this room as being their own, so why can't they come in however they wish? So Princess Amelie. Why is it that none have tried taking my head yet?" He stood up and held his head as the hangover came upon him. It wasn't a horrible one, but it still made him wish for death. "Not that I would mind it entirely, but I still know the consequences of such a directive." He sometimes wondered why he didn't become a detective sometimes, then he remembered, his fingers tended to hold onto the valuables in the room. He'd more often than not, be tracking himself down.
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 11:44 am
Amelie shrugged. She really wasn't one to care about such little things. She plopped down in her aunts throne and slung her legs over the arm. "Yeah well I don't plan on calling the gaurds. I don't want them finding me either." It had taken her well over 20 minutes to lose them. She was still exhausted from her bout of bringing someone back from the dead. It was hard work and she could care less that some random guy was in her home. More and more these days was she suprised by strangers. She heard as Sin spoke in her mind. He was blocked from all outsiders, she was surprised he even found a way to hide from Grimstone's eyes. "Listen, I know you're a bad guy. You're the one who made Draka the way he is. . . And he is obviously afraid of you." She spoke in her mind and continued to sit in her future thrown leaning her head back. "So why are you in here?" This time she spoke outloud to the man that was sitting in her thrown.
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 3:18 pm
Thag cringed at the question. "Ah, the question that I knew was coming. Well, you see, I was just at the thieves guild and the leader rubbed me the wrong way, placing herself in a position that suggested that she was just another thief, not the leader, and then got all huffy on me. How was I to know that she was the leader? I went off on her and she revealed that she was the thief lord. And then she told me to leave. So I did. I took about half of the alcohol from them as well. And then, in my anger, I decided to drink all of the booze that I had stolen. Then I curiously found myself extremely intoxicated. I found myself in here and decided to sleep off the fuzzy feeling in my head. And now I'm just waiting for someone to remove the white hot iron rod from my brain and I should be good." He sat down again on the floor and laid an ear on the cold flagstones. It took away a good deal of the pain, though not all of it. "Place is quite fancy. I reckon any one of these pieces in someone else's hands would have them set up for life."
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 6:12 pm
Sin wasn't about to give up, "A bad person is a term given to those with power. I have seen your plans to rule this city and I know what lengths you are going to, to do it. Draka doesn't take well to betrayal and sooner or later you will slip that it was you who had him killed in order to have him as your own pet. But not if you allow me to help. I can help you conquer and rule Invictus, as well as protecting you from your devil hound you have just resurrected." Taking what seemed like a rather long pause, he didn't care he had been talking to her while the other conversed with her he held no significance to Sin at the moment, and the fact that he looked like nothing more than emptiness in her mind no one would question if he was really there. "Think about it, my power, your position, Invictus could be yours even before Draka returns to full health in a month or so." Seemingly as he spoke his energy began to envelope her body, he knew about how the dead craved her touch and wanted her life to quell him she would listen and he would stop the power surge.
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Draka The Solitary Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 5:28 pm
Ulric held steady on a ledge, nearly fifty feet above the ground. He wasn't in a good position, he knew, for his line of work. He was illuminated from behind by the stained glass window, which shouldn't have had a door in it, but for some reason did, and he had entered through that. Now he was making a quick check around the throne room to make sure that he wouldn't have any unwanted eyes looking about, and for the moment, he was relying entirely upon his hood's enchantment to keep eyes from straying to him. A few passes over the throne room said that there wasn't anyone, but he couldn't get a very good view of the throne from here, it's high back removing from view anyone that might be sitting in it.
He would have to be satisfied for the moment, however, and he dropped down, catching the ledge with his finger tips, to bring himself closer to the ground before letting himself drop. Halfway down, he kicked off of the wall, upwards and away from the wall, both killing his downward momentum and sending him away from the wall to a clear space of floor. He landed, rolling on his shoulder to break momentum and spread it over his entire body instead of breaking his legs. The drop might not have been as far as the beginning height, but it still hit him like a twenty-five foot drop.
The entrance done, he sneaked into the room, behind the throne. Using the palm of his hand, he ran it over the throne's back, checking to see if it was bowing out. Nothing. The throne was empty. Good. He peered around the throne, barely letting his head pass by the edge, to catch one last look around the throne room. His hood, he knew, would make all eyes avert from him, making it hard to tell that he was there, but there was no sense in taking any chances. Still no one. He slipped around the edge and stood in front of the throne.
Cushy. A plush red seat rimmed with gold, with a high back seat of the same coloring. Gaudy. It showed the wealth of the royal family, those who took taxes for waging wars. And they called the poor thieves. He laid the note upon the throne and then made his way to the edge of the room. There weren't any particularly good shadows which he could hide himself in, but the arches and pillars stood high and had a decent amount of shadows. He was soon climbing the pillar, and hid himself in the shadows of the arch. There he would stay until someone arrived to receive the note.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 10:43 am
 Relaltze ran into the throne room followed by her younger sister. They were the fastest couriers in the city thanks to the demon inside of them, which caused them to be very busy when it came to delivering packages, but today was special today they were assigned a task to deliver a envelope at the Royal Palace where they were now. Relaltze came to a sliding stop right in front of the throne and quickly bowed to one knee. waiting to be acknowledged.  Calintz ran quickly behind her sister, her sister was faster than her but if Calintz was to transform she would leave anything behind in her dust. Calintz almost ran into her older sister Relaltze when she stopped and bowed. Calintz looked down at Relaltze and sighed she hated the noble's for the way they treated the minorities but she bowed for the respect of the position or the queen.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 1:53 pm
š¯•¾ravelord š¯•¹ito š¯•æheir was something foul in the air, ominous presence. Sitting the the throne with his feet up was a skeleton like figure with a mask and black robes. Every childs nightmare come to life. The figure smirked as he saw the two girl bow before him. "For me? You shouldn't have..." The corpse like figure teleported down the stairs of the throne just above the girl smirking behind his mask one and outstretched The evil one had returned to his kingdom for another round of chaos but at his own will.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 2:03 pm
Relaltze stood instantly and had her hand on her sword handle before anyone could see her move "Who are you and where is the queen?" he voice was evidence of her anger 'this job was supposed to be easy now I have to deal with some freak' Relaltze looked at her younger sister who was about to pull out her sword "Prepare don't act" she told her making sure that no weapons were drawn until they had to be. Calintz stood up immediately and felt the demon begin to fight inside of her for release Calintz smiled as she began to draw her sword 'this is gonna be fun' Calintz stopped when her sister told her no actions and growled angrily, Calintz loved to fight she was an expert at it even better then her sister. Calintz had learned to fight using both sides of her the human side that had mastered the sword and the demon side, the dangerous fire that roared in her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 2:16 pm
š¯•¾ravelord š¯•¹itoš¯•æhe masked man looked at the girls and began to chuckle softly while swords could kill him they could never fully destroy him. "You know It's common courtesy to give your own name first before asking someone for theirs? My my two beautiful young girls I'm sure you wouldn't want to associate yourself with me." The Masked Man said as he watched both girl placed their hands on their weapons as a caution little did they now their weapons along could never defeat what was already dead.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 2:32 pm
Relaltze stood watching the cloaked man "My name is Relaltze Truekter, now tell me what I want to know" She stood proud "where is The Queen and what is your name?" Calintz stood absolutely still no muscle moving at all, she scanned this man and could tell that he was not completely human 'Why cant we just kill this guy and find the Queen it would be so much easier' Calintz began to be bored and could feel the demon almost breaking loose 'oh this could become fun' she thought as she stood there hand on her sword
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 3:53 pm
š¯•¾ravelord š¯•¹itoš¯•´ am the great Gravelord Nito First of the Dead, all that was once living and has passed from the world it now mine for all eternity. Nito said as he opened his palm black magic expelled from it rocketing both women several feet back. "Come now unleash what you've been hiding." Nito said as his cloak opened he was now engaged in combat.
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