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It was an idea- and it happened upon whispers in the shadows. The men were unseen, their goal kept secret- but their target was the presumed dead lady- a certain Attalia Arrant. She had been the subject of experiments within the chuch; those of which hadn't quite gone as planned, and a certain incident- a dangerous flooding in the south was hard to keep hushed over when her reaction to this had gone awry.
But they were seeking a cure and a reason behind the trigger- Why had the woman suddenly been a power house of power- and a magnet to water? And when it began apparent... it was too late. She was gone now- either dead or stolen, and a certain man believed it was the latter. And he had good reasons to believe her brother might have been to blame.

So he would fall- along with the most unfortunate possibility that so would the Duke of Allar; a very close friend to the Grand Duke. And that's precisely what this man had wanted. Flood the capital in Allar, flood it's castle- kill thousands- and blame it on a mage (or several...). The idea was to sacrifice those lives for a greater cause- for the Grand Duke to push the laws to the next level; genocide.

Mage camps were one thing- but the outward proclamation to eradicate the mage population seemed to be what these shadows hungered for. And once they sniffed out where their little 'flood princess' was- Attalia Arrant's fate was sealed.

She wasn't sure how it happened, but she was taken from her safe home and rendered unconscious. And now, as she groggily awoke- she did not recognize the windy tower inside the Allarrian Castle nor the cloaked figures standing over her. It was a blur really- her mind in a whirl, but the voices sounded familiar- and then the second the man pulled back his cloak, her stomach turned to ice.

ANd as the plan was revealed- what they were condemning her to do- to kill the entire population of the Allarian capital- those in the castle included, and her brother- who would be well on his way to join the soon to be deceased when he tried to rescue her.... it was precisely her emotional response they were counting on- and as the tears and anger came out-


So did the flood.


Moments earlier... on the outskirts of the Allarian Capital...
The hooves of his horse thundered into the ground as Leif Arrant speared his way North. He hadn't much time. Attie was in trouble- that much was evident in the letter. There was no time to warn Audric- the masked mordecai would come- and it would be in broad daylight.
But Attie needed to be saved- and he knew they would expect the Duke- but not his masked persona. He had to be discrete, he had to be quick, before not only his sister would die, but everyone in Allar's capital.

What sort of horrors were in store, he hadn't a clue, but as his horse thundered through the capital; he cared not what crowd he drew- he had to get to the castle, he had to warn Audric, to find Attie- before it was too late.
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Ivory

Although not of noble blood, Audric's sisters were, nevertheless, the blood relatives of the Duke of Allar, and, as such, afforded some measure of protection.  Besides, they were wealthy women in their own respects, with each bearing a claim to a successful shipping company that had only become more-so with Audric's elevation to Duke.  Palace guards and city guards kept an eye on the ladies and their families, and they had their own security besides...and a few off-the-record eyes and ears employed by the Shrouded Swordsman.

And so it was not long before Audric was notified in some fashion that there was suspicious activity near his sister's home.  He was concerned for his sister and her family, of course, but likewise concerned for Attie, who had taken up residence there as a beloved nanny to the children.

It was rare for the Shrouded Swordsman to be present in daylight.  Audric had better things to do during the day than prowl the shadows of Allar -- and, besides, most criminals came out at night, more comfortable in the darkness than in the light.  Today, however, was an exception, as the man lurking around his sister's home was often seen during the day performing a particular routine.  The Swordsman hoped to catch him in that routine...and find out what, exactly, he wanted.

As Audric neared the house, however, a shadow caught his eye.  In this district, the rooftops were sharp and distanced too far for even the Masked Mordecai to jump successfully from one onto the next.  It was a richer district, with plenty of lawn and space for the well-to-do Allarians to enjoy and to flaunt.  It was little wonder the Swordsman's sometimes-partner was sneaking about on the ground.

In spite of the gravity of his mission, a grin stretched across his lips, and the Swordsman dashed after the other masked man, catching up to him as his friend reached a tall, brick wall that would have to be either scaled or avoided altogether...

"Probably not a good idea to go over," he observed pointedly.  "They keep three dogs.  Rottweilers.  Best to go around the corner, through the hedge, and up the wall across the old Colonel's lawn.  His backyard's so over-grown and his eyesight so bad, you could hide a whole army in there."

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"Audric," Leif scoffed, his voice a hushed and harsh whisper.
"Did you get a letter to?" There was no need for hellos here, he was frantic, panicked and beyond concerned.
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Ivory

Audric blinked, then gave his head a slight shake.  "No.  What letter?"

He gestured for Leif to follow him, taking the route he had prescribed only a moment ago.

"But I'm glad you're here.  I was thinking of writing you myself...  Was the letter from Attie?"

Who else would have sent Leif a letter?

visualspice

Leif followed closely, but his eyes grew wild at the mention of his sister.
"Attie? No," his breath came out in a harsh sigh. Shaking his head, he growled. "No." His eyes narrowed. "The letter I received had no name or signature- but it was obvious their intent. Someone knows about Attie- and they said they were going to come for her."
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Ivory

Leif's explanation made Audric frown deeply.  Why would someone warn Leif about Attie?  Unless it was a trap...  "Was it addressed to you or to the Masked Mordecai?" he asked.  Perhaps someone had sniffed out Leif's identity and wanted to trap him...and Attie both. 

"Through here," he added, holding open an old gate that should have squeaked in protest.  It whispered open, however, in spite of its condition.  "Straight through that alley, and we'll be there.  Attie usually has the kids outside in the yard at this time of day."

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Leif shot a glare Audric's way.
"No one knows of this persona." But then he paused to add through a growl, "Except for you."
Though it was possible- after several years of dawning a masked persona- someone could have figured out who he was, Leif quelled that doubt the moment he informed him- "No. It was addressed to Lord Arrant."
ANd he pulled out the letter and stuffed it into Audric's hand.
"And that calligraphy is too fancy. So it's either another lord I've angered and trying to pull my chain- or.." well, the last part was obvious. It really only left someone from the church. But if that was the case- then the masked mordecai's cover was already blown.
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Ivory

Audric paused to look down at the paper, eyes swiftly moving over the words it contained.  As Leif said, it was fancy handwriting -- far fancier than his own, for, in spite of his upbringing, he had a soldier's hand.  There was also, however, a distinctly masculine shape to the letters...

"You're right.  Someone practiced in the art of letter-writing.  Left-handed, obviously."  He fingered a smudge of ink thoughtfully.  Probably from a sleeve grazing the paper as the writer reached over the paper...  A left-handed writer wearing longish sleeves and trained in the art of letters.

Any other mysteries the letter held would have to wait as his sister's house came into view.  Audric held the letter out to Leif and crept forward towards the alley.  "I've had complaints of a man sighted near the house.  Usually in the mouth of this very alley at this time every day."  No doubt watching Attie and the children at play.  "I was planning to interrogate him today, but...  He doesn't seem to be around.  Figures."

Rather than move out into the open, he knocked twice on a doorway practically hidden by ivy.  There was no answer, which resulted in a frown.  Rather than knock again, however, he pulled the iron door open with a soft sound of exertion, then disappeared inside.

The interior of the room was spartan with a very high ceiling -- and was starkly decorated with a corpse and a single ladder leading upwards.  There was a bang, and the former soldier's voice drifted out a moment later...because there was a problem.

"My informant is dead."  Killed from behind.  That meant there was at least two of them, then -- and they weren't amateurs if they could get the drop on the security Audric had placed there...  He was beginning to like this less and less.

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Leif had rarely visited Attie here. He knew it would be too dangerous- and would start rumors Audric's sisters hardly needed, nor did his wife. But when the knock came unanswered, he was breathing hot curse words between his teeth.

"Something doesn't seem right." He said, growing antsy from where he stood- but Audric only confirmed that when Leif saw the corpse. He hissed. "Someone's been here. Let's check every room. Maybe Attie and the children are-" But as he moved to storm away, he paused to observe- a single note hanging on a door frame. Leif yanked it off the nail and his expression turned grave.

"They've got her." And that was all the letter said.
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Ivory

"What do you mea--"

That was all the further Audric got before there was a second bang, followed by the cranking of gears and the screech of metal-on-metal...

...And, just like that, the door to the small room slammed shut in Leif's face!

On the other side of the door, Audric swore as he tried to pry the door open again -- but it was no good.  The door was stuck -- really, really stuck.  Well, nevermind, there was still the ladder...  Audric was only two rungs up, however, before there was a crack, and the entire thing gave way beneath his weight!

"Son of a pox-ridden whore!" he announced with a scowl, picking himself up and banging on the door with a fist.  "Cai!  Are you still there?"

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Leif whirled around, his expression furrowing as he heard the mechanism go off. Hesitantly, he approached the door, but jumped at the sound of Audric's shouting from within.

"Yeah, I'm still here!" he called through the door and studied it. "Seems like you set off a trap." He swore. Great, this was NOT what he had expected.
"Is there anything in there that you can see to get it open? Any sort of gears or an ax? We could cut it open if we had to!"
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Ivory

"I can't see a thing," Audric muttered sullenly as he looked around the room.  A bit of light came in from above, but all it did was create a gloom near the door; the rest of the room was plunged into darkness.  "I'll see what I can find!" he called back through the door.

He had only been inside a moment before the door had slammed behind him, but he had a vague idea of where everything lay.  He had seen a lantern, he thought, set in the corner...  But would the dead man have any matches he could use?

At an achingly slow pace, Audric felt his way across the room until his foot brushed against the body.  Fumbling, he slowly began to pat the body down, searching for a set of matches he might be able to use...

And, in the meantime, Leif would wait in silence on the other side of the door.

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Leif was a ball of nerves. He was pacing, moving around- unable to keep still as the weight of the world felt as if it were suffocating him. Finally, he moved closer to the door, but was hesitant to get too near towards it- just incase there was a second trap.

"Audric," he hissed, dark cape whirling as he came to a halt near the door's wooden frame. "Find anything yet?
It would be up to Abigail that the other masked man would take his sweet old time! All the while the kidnappers were getting away with Attie! Gods.. to think of all the horrors the church wanted to do with her-
They had both seen the remains; and it wasn't pretty.

But how could either have known? That this was the perfect death trap for them both?
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Ivory

A match struck against the stone wall produced a sputtering flame, which Audric soon applied to the lantern.  The lantern, however, had been over-turned, and it was low on oil -- but it was just enough to see by.

Holding up the lantern, the room was awash in its dim light.  There was the useless ladder, the corpse, a puddle...  Audric leaned forward curiously as something else caught his eye he had missed at first glance -- a piece of paper crumpled in the dead man's hand.

"Patience, Cai!  There's something here..."  He pried the paper out of the man's hand and squinted at it in the light.  The dead man must have pulled it away from his killer, and, with a sinking sensation, Audric realized he recognized the tiny hand-drawn symbols: it was a map of his home.

With some irritation, he stepped a little further back from the dead man as he realized he was standing in the puddle.  "I think I know where they took her..."

There was something of a groan, then, followed by a rushing sound, and Audric glanced downwards to find the puddle had grown yet again – and now, he could see the broiling, bubbling surface, half-hidden beneath the corpse, where the water was rushing in.  He scooted backwards towards the door as water began to fill the room.

"Cai, I've changed my mind about that patience thing...  There's water coming in from somewhere -- and it's coming in fast!"

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Leif had grown quiet- perhaps too quiet as a noise from outside caught his attention. He furrowed his brow- hearing something ominous and unfamiliar.

"Audric.. wait right here."
NOt that the man was going anywhere!
Stepping outside, he furrowed his brow, realizing the ground was soggy and foamy- and things distinctively smelled like the sea. But it was odd- there was no rain- was something flooding? And the way the water gushed..
His eyes followed it's direction towards the castle- but he hadn't quite yet put two and two together. Moving back inside, his boots were now sloshing through an inch deep of water.

"Just how far in do these tides come from the ocean?" Leif asked through the door. What a bloody good time to get caught- rght in the middle of ahigh tide!
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

Ivory

"Are you really asking if our town floods on a daily basis??" Audric's voice came back after a brief pause, as though he couldn't quite believe he had heard Leif correctly.

Because only an idiot would live in a town that flooded every single day...and, of course, Audric had no way of knowing how bad things were outside of his little shack...

(OOC: Short post, lawls.)

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Leif went silent to realize his foolishness and then he cursed.
"Attie.."
He looked down at the waters. Somehow, he had a sinking sensation this was because of her.
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The Never King- a king erased from history because of his dabblings in dark magic (among other things...) suddenly because a present day problem when an unlikely group of adventurers 'awakens' him from the grave. You can read more about the event on the plotting page here and information page here!

I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

Ivory

Audric strained his ears, but he couldn't quite make out what it was Leif had said.  The water inside the shack, however, had already covered the floor and was beginning to creep up Audric's calves.

"What was that?" he called back, scarcely waiting for clarification as he added, "Leif, there's nothing in here I can use to break myself out.  You're going to have to knock down the door from your side!"

Hopefully, before Audric drowned...

visualspice

This was no time to panic- but it was the perfect time to panic. Leif's mind was in a whirl, but he had to remain calm- for both himself, and Audric.

Turning around and around in circles, Leif grew frantic before yelling, "My blades will do nothing on this door! Do you know if there would be an ax somewhere?" God help them if they didn't.
CHECK OUT MY LATEST SITE EVENT!
The Never King- a king erased from history because of his dabblings in dark magic (among other things...) suddenly because a present day problem when an unlikely group of adventurers 'awakens' him from the grave. You can read more about the event on the plotting page here and information page here!

I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

Ivory

"There's a gardening shed behind my sister's house," Audric called back, making a disgusted face as the body, now floating, brushed past his leg.  Just wonderful.  "There's got to be something in there!"

Probably not a woodcutter's axe or anything so useful...  But a hatchet, maybe.  With enough blows in the right places, it would do the trick.

"I'll just, you know, wait for you here!"

Like he had a choice.