At the top of the highest building in Reajh, Oblivia walked the dark hallways casually, every once in awhile diving behind cover when a guard would pass. This particular building was said to hold a number of retrieved artifacts of magical origin, created thousands of years ago by mages long before her. To let the Connlaothians lock the items away in a vain attempt at rewriting the past would be an insult to not only the creators of the artifacts, but to her as well. Besides, being able to search this place meant that she would be closer to finding a way to reverse her steady hollowing.
With this, she ascended the master staircase, sneaking through the halls and silently passing through each room as she thoroughly searched for any magical artifacts worth salvaging. Security was tight however, and her invisibility potion had long worn off by the time she had reached the top of the building. She was lucky to have worn black during this mission of hers, as the building was not lit with any lanterns, candles, and especially not magical orbs. This wasn't Serendipity, after all.
She found it quite hard to simply avoid the massive amounts of guards that patrolled the halls and stood in open doorways, so she was forced to... Deal with them a bit more harshly. This usually involved sucking the life from their bodies just enough to make them take a nice, long nap. In any other combat situation, she would be perfectly fine with raising some skeletons and simply killing the bastards, but she was just looking to spy. Death wasn't necessary here. Perhaps Tri had rubbed off on her in recent months... In any case, she'd hate for him to hear that she had slaughtered all the guards in the building and scold her for it the next time he visited.
As she approached a pair of huge, iron doors, a grin spread across her face. It looked important, mainly due to the two guards who were heavily armored, wielding massive halberds that looked sharp enough to dice through thick steel. It was a long, empty hallway and there was no real way around them, so it looked like she was going to have to break her record of not killing anyone so she could get by. She stood behind a pillar, just out of view before snapping her fingers and causing three purple circles of light to appear on the floor in front of the guards. "What the...?" One asked, both readying themselves as tall, horned skeletons wielding axes rose up from the floor.
As she passed by, the guards clashed with the monsters, both of them seeming to hold their own. She faced the double doors, trying to open them only to realize that they were both locked. Wonderful. She looked back at the battle ensuing between the guards and the skeletons, which seemed to be in full force, except two of the three had been slain by them, and the last one wasn't holding up so well. Biting her lip nervously, she immediately remembered a transformation spell which hadn't been too useful except for now. Taking a deep breath, she turned herself into a cloud of thick smoke, slipping between the small space between the doors and entering the room. Turning herself back into a human, it was only then that she realized how dark the room actually was.
She narrowed her eyes, unable to see anything whatsoever. The room was unusually cold, no windows in sight or anything. It was simply pitch black. Waving her hand around the end of her staff, it lit up a bright blue color, illuminating the darkness. All around her, mountains of magical artifacts of all kinds could be seen. A laugh of victory escaped her lips, the woman kneeling and picking them up as she studied them. From effigies to enchanted books, from magical alchemy ingredients to wands and staffs... It was all here. Now she just had to store as much as she could in her satchel before-
"Intruder! Stop right there!" She turned sharply at the deep, booming voice, seeing both guards walking towards her with the doors wide open. "Oh, come now... Do you think those cute little words are enough to make me submit?" She stood, smirking. "It'll take a lot more than that, boys." With that, she swung her staff upwards, a wave of dark purple energy flying forward and hitting them head-on. As they were tossed backwards, she sprinted from the room and down the hallway, beginning to make her escape. As she rounded the corner and began her descent down the staircase, racing past guards who immediately chased after her, her escape had just begun.
It didn't take long for the alarm to be sounded, Oblivia racing down another hallway closer to the bottom of the building, seeing that the staircase had been blocked by more guards. She slowly began to panic as she noticed the hall ended at a window. She looked behind her for a split second, seeing at least a dozen guards in hot pursuit. She bit her lip, letting out a grunt as she smashed the window with a grunt before taking a leap of faith. Luckily, right below rested a cart of hay, which managed to break her fall. Climbing out, spitting out wads of hay and shaking the stray pieces from her dress, she immediately took off into a sprint once again as guards began to charge out of the front doors of the building to catch her.
She could almost laugh out loud at how she had managed to somehow survive a fall that would have killed most people. If the hay wasn't there, she'd likely be crippled, or... Well, dead. It wasn't long before she and the guards were near the market. Great... Lots of places where she could evade capture. As soon as she was in, the first thing that caught her eye were two cabbage vendors right across from each other. She'd normally ask why, but she had no time as of now. She acted on instinct. And instinct told her that cabbage cart = weapon. Leaping over the first man's cart, her boot landing right in the cabbages, she quickly turned and used another wave of energy to propel the cart right at her pursuers, knocking them down like dominoes. "So sorry, sir!!!" She exclaimed at the man, blowing somewhat of a mock kiss at John before being lost in the crowd of people deeper into the market.
