OOC: This is an OPEN thread. PM me if interested before joining. I like discussing ideas before having people jump in :3 Also, please read up on my character Jinai, as this thread will more than likely revolve around her and her misadventures XD
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The ceremony was to be a symbol of the future. The next grand duke to step up and take hold would represent a Connlaoth who was to take action after it's last Grand Duke had been slain. It was to be a man of action, a man with a firm and iron grip on the laws with an unshakable will to eradicate the enemy and invoke change. It had taking months of mud slinging and left winging, but eventually it had been voted upon and declared that the new Grand Duke would be Calent of the duchy of Allar.
He was a quiet man, reserved and well respected for his tact on taxes and running his duchy into something quite prosperous. Where his father before him had already been creating a larger, more established domain, upon his passing, Calent furthered his knowledge of the land, people and taxes, and continued ruling with vigor to ensure it would remain prosperous. All the while sentiments towards mages were brewing in a most soured way, and with so much going on within his life (and he was also a man who was brideless, though when this all came about, it was finally revealed he was to be married, and to a lady Kathryn of the duchy of highheart. So that put to rest any arguments over future heirs (so long as the couple could produce), and kept most of the rumors now focused on 'who was the killer'? and 'Will the new grand duke fix this injustice'.
So all eyes were on the capital on the day the bells were clinging throughout the land, decreeing the ceremony to indoctrinate him into 'office' had begun. It was at this sound of the bells Jinai peered out from her perch upon the roof top of a nearby building, keeping her green eyes upon the palace. The entire city (and the palace being no exception) was on the highest guard it had ever been since the day the former grand duke had been killed. The soldiers were making no exceptions to keep the new Grand Duke safe, so with a smirk, she began to count how many men, and lost count after she'd near one hundred. She shook her head. That was a damn impressive number of soldiers and mordecai roaming about.
Thankfully she had a plan. She needed to get as much information as possible to sneak inside and find out what was the plan. What the grand duke was saying, who was there listening and what were they saying, so she could report it back to Torri of the Free Folk. And, well, to also warn a few friends this might affect. She'd have to be sure to write to her brother about this when the day was over. He'd probably scold her for being in on something so dangerous, but she didn't care. She had procured the right costume this time, she just had to sneak in to where she had stored it. Her first idea was to waltz in wearing her silly, fancy dress, one that she wore now beneath her tattered cloak. SHe could fit in as one of the noble families, a Miss Melissa, who no one would care to check ot make sure her identity was true. But in the alleyway, there was a run down shop, where she had hidden some armor. To sneak in as a guard...
it was a bloody brilliant idea if she did say so herself.
Slipping down the side of the building, she was cautious of the people down below, landing a few blocks away within the street. She adjusted her cloak and walked down the way, her eyes smiling beneath the shadows veil hanging down from her hood.