The Kindom in Chaos....

[LadyRozes]

Narration and the Female possy

In a matter or a few moments the entire ship plunged into chaos. The slaves that were freed fought the guards and slowly were beginning to take over the ship. The dinner hall, was completely destroyed all that could be hear from with the walls were sounds of metal clashing against each other, as well as wood breaking. Surprisingly the fight never left the cabin.

The merc that fought decided that the money they recived was not worth their life and began to back off, they knew that all they were was a distraction, so the real fighters could get what the master wanted. The two guards beelined for the open door way and headed fro their charges, Leaving the others to deal with the mercs.

A gressy man slipped below deck to collect his payments from his benifactor. He closed the door of his cabin and went to uncover his mirror..."My men are getting the princess ... what did you want me to do with them???..."

Meanwhile.... within the lowe levels of the ship.

Liliana, Anya, Relissa, and Tenora.. had their hands full with the fighters.. they were very easy. The one the Anya tagged, just happened to be in teh right spot. Slowly they tried as they might to fight off the rest With Tenora and Anya in the front, the fighters couldnt get to the princess.

Relissa grabbed the Princess and slammed the door as one of the fighters attempted to get to Liliy, just as Relissa shut the door, Lan managing to slow down the fighter, the girl that was with him, attempted to finished them off. Two of the larger more experienced fighters, had not been engaging in battle, They were there to watch in case ... their companions were unsuccessful

One saw Lan approaching and stepped in his path. "YOU" he cried out. "Fight with me..." He was large man, and didnt carry any weapons. Dressed in simple clothes. He looked like a sailor, however, appearences tend to be decieving. Lan attempting to run him threw raised his sword against him.

The man moved so quickly, that Lan missed him entirely. ... Reassesing, Lan quickly stepped back giving him more room to manover his sword.


The other fighter, blocked the stairwell, so any distractions were supposed to go through him should their be any...

Anya and Tenora, managed to get themselves cornered. Tenora called out "get me some time.. a few moments"

She stepped behind Anya, who frantically said, "WHAT?! WHy?! ... OH shit!!" one of the fighters, managed to tag Anya in side. Reacting ANya flicked her wrist and the dagger she held, flew into the neck, having one less fighter to deal with. Grabbing her other dagger, she managed to block The other fighter from getting to Tenora.

Tenora who had stepped back closed her eyes. She slowly casted, and her body took ona slight sheen. then she told Anya, "Get behind me, they wont be able to get through this.."

Anya slowly losing blood on the side, had gotten hit once more against her shoulder. Grunted she absorbed the pain, and gladly stepped back. Flicking her wirst and throwing another dagger, tagging the fighter she was fighting in the shoulder where he had gotten her.

Tenora took her place in front, and smiled slowly.. it had been a while since she had had to use her fighting abilities, and she looked forward to stretching her muscles. She pulled out her scimitar and a short sword from her other side and then simlpy said , "Let's Dance.. shall we," and her movements began to sway.

Suddenly to Anya Tenora looked blurry, She wasnt sure if it was do to the spell or the loss of blod, or just a way kewl fighting ability. Tenora started to fight and slowly got her self surrounded, leaving one other fighter to Anya, the other fighter that watched the stairwell for a moment watched tenora, his eyes wideneing, " GET away from her you idiots," but they didnt listen.

Thinking that three against one they could easily bring her down. They all brought their swords in at once, thinking they would bring her down. Every one of their swords hit, but they bounced back, as though they hit a piece of metel. Tenora lifted her lip a littel and said, My turns. Spinning around she bent down so she was less than a foot above ground and spun her swords.

THe fighters all fell after their ankles snapped. Tenora, SImply stood there and said, goodbye. Sinking her swords in each, and then saying a few words. She was covered in their blood.

The Other fighter looked at Tenora and then said Your fight is with me... Tenora shook her head and said, " No your fight is with them... and turned to help Anya, only to see the fallen soldier and Anya no where in sight. THinking she probably went inside the cabin Tenora banged on the door and said, "open, Its me Tenora." The Door slipped open and a hand reached out and grabbed Tenora's hand and pulled her in.

The fighter turned to see Delbeath and Yrismir comming down the stairs behind him, and then smiled. It had been a long while since the odds were against him. Bowing to Tenora he flipped back and prepared for his inteneded battle, and then rushed towards them catching them by surprise.

Anya trying desperately to keep her balance, was too close to her fighter to throw her dagger, so she kept dodging. She didnt know how much longer she could hold on... THe fighter got into it with more zeal. desperately she moved back and forth, and witha last ditched effort, she knelt down and kicked as hard as she could.

Just as she expected, he grunted and had to fall back a few feet. Instinctively, she flicked her dagger, at him and itplunged deep into his chest. The man fell over and didnt get up. She looked both ways and saw the others were still occupied. She didnt want lily to see her this way, so crept a little bit a ways, and slipped out.

Turning the corner she saw another door, slipping into it she shut it and turned around. To her dismay, she heard a sleezy voice say, " Well well, I see you decided to come see me after all." Looking up she saw the fat greesy loking captain. "Shit!" Frantically she turned and twisted the knob, and pulled the door open, and tried to slip out.

Grabbing her hand and he yanked her back into the room, Anya cried out as the hand he yanked had pulled on the same side she had been hit against.Shutting the door and latching it, he turned and crushed her hand in his. Anya crying out again, She grabbed the nearest thing to her and threw it at him. A small pitcher of water, smashed against his head.

The captain grunted and swayed slowly, letting go of anya's hand. Anya in the momentum of trying to yank in out, fell back sprawling on the floor.

"Yer going to pay fer that you little wench." Anya shaking her head to clear the dizzyness, didnt see him comming at her, then next she knew, her head hurt really bad and she blacked out...

 

[DarkThoughts01]

Ivellias was ahving fun.
The drink had burned away for the most part,leaving him mellow as it always did.He laughed merrily and spun,sending a soldier ramming headfirst into the wall as his fighting brought him to the door with the others.The door was opoened and they rushed out,meeting another small rush of mercs."You lot go on ahead!,ill take care of these ones!"He laughed again and threw himself into the fray,the area having a bit more room,so his shepherds crook could help a bit more now.He locked wiht one solider,and headbutted him,sending him reeling back as another managed to graze his arm witha dagger.With a bellow of pain and anger he swugng the pommel of his dagger into the head of the offending merc,sending him toppling as he lifted the staff,ramming it roughly into a soldiers gut,then flipping it agains his chin,sending hi toppling backwards into hsi friends.
"is that all youve got?come on theres jsut teh Poor PEASANT fighting you now"He almost screamed and dived into the small knot of mercs again.

 

[The GrandMage]

Yrismir and Relissa

Yrismir's hands were covered in blood. He had a look on his face very different from his normal looks. He was angry, and he wanted to kill people. His face held all the savage brutality and barbaric bloodlust that made the Orcs such problems, coupled with training, knowledge, and the overriding feeling of duty.

He stopped as the soldier rushed them. He cocked his head to the side, and clenched his fists a moment before letting his arms go limp. He was aware of a sickening snap as two ribs broke. But it didn't matte, the man was close enough, now. Fingers were driven hard into his flesh, which parted for the offending digits. Screams broke out as flesh wedged itself in foriegn flesh, digging deep as blood poured out. He brought his head crashing against the fighter's, ripping muscle as his hands were ripped from the warm, bloodied wounds he had gouged.

He head stung, but he simply smiled. The man stared at him. He cocked his head the other ways as he began to fight in earnest. They traded blows and blocks, attacking each other. The man with a fierce need to dispose of his opponent, and Yrismir with the hot passion to tear at the other creature's flesh, to rend him from himself, and lead him into the land of the dead.

"Fight me! Fight me!" He cried out his angry need for battle as a fist crashed into his broken ribs, sending fresh waves of pain through his system. He ignored it, and focused on one thing, putting the man's corpse at the Wise One's feet.


Relissa pulled Tenora in quickly, slamming the door shut with a startling finality. Relissa was greatly worried for the Princess, and what these men might do to the young charge if they should get to her. Her arms and hands stung from battle, and one of her legs, she was sure, would not work properly for days. She ignored the blood trickling down the inside of the leg, and concentrated on the Princess's safety.

 

[LadyRozes]

Liliana skidded to a halt into the cabin, and turned to see that Relisaa was in bad shape, she didnt look well. Her leg looked like it was broken in a few places, Lily believed it was sheer will that was holding her up.

Looking at Relissa she said, "please let me help you with that.." but before Lily could do anything about it, she heard a muffled voice of Tenora asking for entrance. AMazingly, Relissa walked over to the door, pulled out her hand and yank3ed Tenora inside.

Tenora Looking at the two of them said, "WHere's Anya?!?" The two looked confused

Lily asked caustiously,".. wasnt she with you outside..??" Tenora replied, "she was and then I got a littel busy .. when I turned around I looked for her.. when I did see her or her body , I assumed she went in.. I think She got tagged pretty bad."

Looking over at Relissa Tenora continued, "You dont look well at all my friend, perhaps it would be a good Idea that you.." Motioning to Lily, "... should help her first before we worry about where Anya is... chances are she's probably just moved out of the area.

Lily looked over Relissa and helped her towards one of the cots in the cabin, She layed her down without much effort considering Relissa didnt have the energy to fight her. Closing her eyes, Liliana started praying a few words, and then a soft glow engulfed her hands like the last time. Slowly she put her hands on Relisaa's wounds and concentrated, after a few minutes, the glow faded, and lilana opened her eyes.

"It will probably be a little soar and stiff, yhou will have to walk it a lot, Because of the new tissue, so you should be fine in a day or so."

Liliana looked at Tenora and asked her, "What happened out there, did we get them all?"

"Well mostly, we got most of them, we didnt really expect to win, but then there was another guy out there I didnt recognize him but he and this other chic were fighting this big guy that was blocking one of hte stairwells, and of course when I went to get the other guy, your guard and Yrismir are currently tangling with him, so..."

"What do you suppose spurned this on? .. WE are two days away from the island.. what did they hope to achieve by attacking us??"

"I dont know your Highness, simply a mystery to me... but I have an idea.. we'll see if it comes to pass.."

"What's your idea?"

"Well see lets wait for the others to get back from dinner we'll talk about it then..."

 

[DarkThoughts01]

Ivellias
a little while later.....

Ivellias was having some trouble now,he had been fighting for a bit,and had been doing prety good,but he was getting tired.He had been hit in several spots,and almost then only thing kjeeping him going right now was the white hot core of rage and anger,fleeting images of a luscious green slice of paradise turning itno a burning,dead wasteland was the only thing keeping him going.He let loose all his rage,all his anger,all his grief,swinging and fighting,no longer taunting,hjust letitg his aggresion loose ons oemthing tangible.
He found himself backed up against a door,his skull banging against it as hes forced back,jarring him as he grappled wiht a large merc,the last on in teh hallway wiht him.the mercs sword was slid up against his staff,the edge pricking his enck gently,almsot carresing it as a small trickle of blood seeped down.He almsot gagged a bit,coughing and spiting blood into the mercs face,though he didnt flinch.he spit at him again,this time one of his molars,lost from an unluckily hit witha club,lending and sticking wetly to teh man s face.still,he didt move.he was now so close in pressing on him that he was being strangled,his shepherds crook pressed up painfully agains this neck,the soldiers blade caught luckily agaisnt the door and in the curve in teh wood,otherwise hed be beheaded by now.

 

[Third Magus]

Delbaeth gasped for breath. The man before him slowly fell to his knees, his blood staining the bodyguard's sword. He opened his mouth, in some curse or prayer or plea for mercy, but no sound emerged and, moments later, he was dead. In his mind, Delbaeth was replaying his final match with his brother. Every stroke was the blow that killed Jaedhar. His brother had been the first man Delbaeth had ever killed.

It was a terrible thing to kill a man, even an evil one. Delbaeth, no longer beset by enemies, stepped back and observed his companion. Yrismir seemed lost in a bloody haze; snarling and howling in frenzy. He continued to hack at one foe long after the man had died, tearing at the corpse with fist, feet and nails until it was just a bloody, reeking mess.

Delbaeth stared at him, repulsed. Yrismir had seemed calm and stable up until that point. Now Delbaeth was wondering how he kept such rage inside him repressed at all. In his mind, he began reviewing ways to kill the half-breed if the bloodrage should come upon him near the princess. It wouldn't be easy.

Quiet descended. Locking away his troubling thoughts into a lower level of his mind (a trick Delbaeth had long ago perfected), he nodded to Yrismir, and both took the steps down to the lower level.


Bursting open the door of Liliana's cabin Delbaeth took three steps in. His first action was to ensure his charge's presence. His second was to run to her side. His third was to look around.

"Where's Anya?"

 

[The GrandMage]

Yrismir and Relissa

Yrismir stood, and saw Dalbaeth watching him. He clenched his fists at his sides, and rolled his shoulders as he took a deep breath, letting the passion go, releasing itself to burn away. He sighed, returning to his normal manner, although he was covered in blood, most of it his enemies'.

He followed the guard in, and glanced over Tenora. He bowed to her, and went to clean himself up, he returned a few moments later, having poured water over himself and grabbed his things. He put on his armor and the rest of his gear as he watched the door.

"So, what's the plan? Slaughter the crew, dump them overboard, and take command of the ship?"

Relissa sat up, and began a series of healing exercises she'd been taught on the area, lossening the muscle and making it ready to use again. She hadn't really needed the help, but she was glad to have it. She glanced up as the others came in, curling her lip in disgust as the half-breed came in, covered in blood.

She did, though, agree with the idea of killing the crew and taking command of the ship. This proved they could not be trusted. In all truth, they probably should have sought a different ship, but she remained true to her vows, and waited to see what would happen.

 

[Strolling Gecko]

Lan and Jasmine

Lan was impressed by his opponent's quickness, especially one for his size. The lack of armor and weapons told Lan all there was to tell about this man's training. He used a style that was taught only in the most remote places of the world by men who used it as a path to enlightenment. This man had obviously been wooed away from that path by greed and the other vices that the world had to offer. Lan had fought against a few foes that used these techniques and he hated every one of those encounters. Nothing was more frustrating to a warrior, even one of Lan's experience, than completely missing your attempts blows. At least when you failed to penetrate armor or shields you got a satisfying clang.

Lan and the man circled each other. Lan thrusted his sword forward, testing his opponent's reflexes. The monk nimbly avoided it. Lan wasn't sure which was the better option: Fight down below decks where there was less room to manuever and be trapped with this large foe or up on deck where there was plenty of trappings to use. He opted for above deck.

Lan led his opponent up the stairs and felt the warm sea air whip against his face. The monk advanced forward. Lan swung in an arc, going for the head, but the monk easily ducked it and swept Lan's feet out. Lan hit the deck on his shoulders before rolling back onto his feet. The monk came at Lan with a front kick, but Lan whirled to his left and swungs another blow, but the monk ducked it again and threw out an elbow which caught Lan hard in the stomach. Lan gasped for breath just as an uppercut connected with his jaw which sent him reeling. Lan went to a knee. He looked up and saw the monk readying a double fisted sledge attack for a finishing blow. Lan braced himself for the blow that never came.........Jasmine had appeared and leaped onto the monk's back before she drove her dagger deep into the monk's shoulder. The monk howled before hurling Jasmine off him into some nearby nets. He was distracted enough that he failed to noticed Lan had risen to his feet, a hidden power flashing behind his eyes. The monk swung with a haymaker, which Lan avoided by ducking, spinning, and cutting the monk's hamstring in one smooth move. Lan continued to circle as his opponent dropped to his knees. Lan tossed a pair of daggers through the back of the monk's knees, pinning him to the deck, before slashing across the monk's back with his sword. The monk arched backwards with a scream that was quickly silenced by Lan's sword thrusting downward into his sternum.

Jasmine watched as Lan retrieved his sword from the monk's chest. She had never witnessed a killing that efficient, that quickly, that effortlessly. She was glad he was on her side. Her eyes never left him as he approached her.

"Are you ok?" he asked. "You took quite a toss."

"Fi...fine," she responded, taking his hand. "But shouldn't we check on the others?"

"Smart girl. Let's get below deck."

Lan and Jasmine hurried back below deck. The stepped over a pair of dead bodies and ran right for Lily's room. The two arrived at her quarters just in time to hear Delbaeth exclaim.

"Where's Anya?"

 

[LadyRozes]

Before anyone could respond to delbeath, Newcommers came barging into their cabin.. Liliana and Relissa recognizing the male elf, as Lan, the fellow lily had saved right before she collapsed. The human woman .. was a completely different story.. she had no idea who that was.

"Where did you guys come from??" She looked towards Delbeath.. "We dont know where Anya is .. Tenora thought she came inside, after getting the last guy,.. we hoped you might have seen her...

"Lets search the ship .. she has to be somewhere..."


Some hours later.. somewhere else in the ship..


"Uuuuuhhh... my head, " Groaned Anya, she tried to move, only to realize she couldnt move, her hands were tied to the railings of some cot .. a surprisingly soft cot ... her weapons were gone and so was the tunic she wore.. her leathers were missing, she looked around frantically and she saw that she was tied up and her side and been bandaged .. surprisingly well..

"Well for a slight little girlie ya sure carry a lot of weapons.. what does a girl likeyou need so many weapons..when there are big strong men like me to take care of you.." A familiar sleezy voice spoke to her.. she looked up to see the captain standing over her body.. His lusty gaze roamed over her petite lithe form..

Anya tugged on her hands and frantically started to yank herself loose...

"You bastard.. get away from me.. where the HEll is all my stuff???"

"Now now .. young women shouldnt have mouths like that .."

"I could be your grandmother .. you fat greesy ..." Anya screamed..

Another cloaked figure appeared from the shadows.. "Now, now my dear.. if you wanted your stuff.. you should just ask"

Anya fidgeted around wondering if her knock spell would open the ties around her wrists.. while trying to figure out who the new commer was. She knew that the Captain couldnt have dont this onhisown... She ground out... "can I have my stuff?.......................please"

"Of course my dear.. All you have to do is give me something.. I want..."

"NO way you son of a whore.."

"My My what a mouth on you... such language.. perhaps we should wash it out.." He nodded at the fat man beside him, " Captain.. "

THe Captain laughed lustily...

"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MOnkey headed baffoon," she screamed Kicking the nearing Captain in groin..

"Now now.. You should have done that ....I am a much harder person to deal with..."

The cloaked figure neared her.. lowering his hood smiling.. his eyes flashed a fiery color

Meanwhile during the search....

Tenora and LAN feel a huge surge of power.. anyone else with any magical ability will feel a tingle down their spine...

A few minutes later... A shrill scream .. echoed throughout the entire ship...

(OOC) if you want to be the first to find her... then you should check the OOC thread and you can find out where and what state she is in

 

[DarkThoughts01]

The Door to teh cabin BANGED open as the two of thems tumbled inside,the emrc almost roaring,brering him back and down on to a cot.their weapons were throw to teh side,clattering away as the merc grabbed him around the throat,stranglign him as he punched repeatedly a this tomach,trying to get air to his lungs.There was a slick,gross noise as Ivellias grabbed the knife from the mercs own waist and plunged it deep into his gut,rolling him on to the floor and off him before fallind down on his hands and knees,choking for a moment before lifting himself up a bit before freezing,hearing a scream,jumping up and looking into a tall mirror."Wha?huh!"he said of course,and spun,but the bed was empty.He looked back as he stood,scratchign hsi head.He grimly picked up the mercs sssword,slinging his crook behind his abck again,and swung brutally at the mirror....

(lol direct approach here )

 

[LadyRozes]

Ivellios swings the sword into the mirror attempting to break the mirror.. however to his surprise, the sword shatters, and the mirror remains intact... although the mirror does give off some powder...

Having searched for the better part of an hour, they could find no trace of where Anya was, then Tenor felt the surge of power and became extremely cautious, it wasnt until the scream that she broke out into a run grabbing Lily and whomever else was with her, she headed towards the voice...

"Come on, I think I heard the scream comming from this way..."

 

[The GrandMage]

Yrismir and Relissa

The two guards weren't the best when looking for Anya.

Quite frankly, it didn't look as if either of them cared. Instead, they followed their respective charges around. Relissa throwing dirty looks at Yrismir, and Yrismir glaring at Relissa, preparing to rip her head from her shoulders.

They didn't like each other, that was obvious. While Yrismir had no idea why she didn't like him, he didn't care enough to find out. But if she ever tried anything, he was more than ready to kill the elven bitch. Whatever she had against him only seemed enough to make her look down at him, and it was starting to piss him off.

He'd managed to avoid her most of the trip, but she was rubbing him the wrong way. Then a scream broke out, and everyone was running like bloody hell. The two guards kept easy pace with their charges, scanning the area constantly for fear of hidden enemies showing themselves.

 

[LadyRozes]

(OOC) thats okay DT .. I find I would only expect that of your charcter..


Tenora barges into the captain's cabin.. and sees the broken wall where Ivellios fell through the secret door.. She slips through the hole in the wall in time to see Ivellios raise his sword again to the mirror... "STOP!!" She screams managing to stop him from actually hitting the mirror.

She slowly walk towards the mirror, and then says slwoly... "My Word, someone of great power could only have done this.. " She motions to everyone.. "stand back.. and cover your bodies.. this is going to get messy..."

Raising her hands up she speaks in an ancient language which.. Yrismir realizes of course that only one person he know .. could speak..

Suddenly a loud shattering sound reverberates through the room and the room is covered with broken shards of glass.

Lying in the cot is Anya.. at least what looks to be Anya.. she is laying in the captain's cot... her body completely covered in some sort of yellowish thick liquid, and splashes of blood, her body is covered in cuts some deep and some not so deep .. and she is nude....

A soft gasp slips through Tenora mouth, "Holy Mother Gaia.. what has happened to you.." She creeps forwards, and Anya screams again her voice is broken and horse.. as though she has been screaming a long time.

 

[Third Magus]

Delbaeth, staring at Anya's naked, tortured body and hearing her hoarse screams, felt sick to his stomach. His face turned grim and cold, hiding the turmoil within, he stepped forward, through the shattered mirror and reached out a hand to her, trying to say something comforting.

She flinched away, her screaming redoubled, and, with his head bowed, Delbaeth stepped back.

 

[DarkThoughts01]

Ivellias (btw not Ivellios,and hey why would you expect that!
Ivellias held his left hand in his right,cradling the lacerated palm,having gotten a handful of glass as the mirror shattered.His face went ghastly white and he stared at Anya before turning,stumbling ashen faced outm of the room and emptying the gruel-like dinner he had shared before with the ships crew and most of the drink from teh evening into the doorway of the other cabin,A minute later he straightened up and came abck in,wiping his lips clean and spitting to tget the bad taste out of his mouth,his hand smeared red from teh blood trickling down it without him even noticing it,"thats.....wrong.."he managed to say,then swallowed heavily,face still ashen.I may not know Anyone ehre that well,but if i find whoever would do that to Anybody ,i swear to all the gods above ill kill them myself!"HE stumbled back,bumping against the doorway and sinking down into a crouch,breathign deeply.

 

[LadyRozes]

Anya shuddered.. she couldnt think straight.. her mind kept running through the images in her head over and over.. until the voices came.. she tried to remember where she had heard the voices but she couldnt.. her mind was completely fragmented...

A hand reached towards her.. not know whose it was she flinched and sreamed again.. thinking that the hand was going to do more harm to her...

A thought running through her mind..I wont tell you anything... nothing.... I kill me ... please.. just kill me.. I dont want them to see me like this...

 

[DarkThoughts01]

Ivellias
Ivellias stood up slwoly and walked closer,sitting donw in front of the bed/cot.He started murmuring soothingly,though nto getting any closer for the moment,treating her liek a scared animal,being cautios,always staying in ehr eyesight,not reaching otu to touch yet,merely murmuring soothingly,since no one else was doing anything.He crooned softly,babling nonsense to her,seeing if he could calm her enough to be taken care of.

 

[The GrandMage]

Yrismir

He grunted, and moved forward, pushing people out of his way, looking at Anya on the cot. He turned, and grunted. "We'll need water. A large tub or barrel. Big enough to dunk her in."

He stretched, and looked at her. He sighed. "I'm take care of getting her under control. But we need to get her cleaned up first. We can't help her get over whatever happened with her in this state."

He sighed, and moved towards her, ignoring her screams and preparing to subdue her.

 

[LadyRozes]

Tenora watched Yrismir grab Anya. Her screams echoed through the cabin. Tenora stepping forward. she layed a hand upon her shoulder and spoke something in that incoherent language. Slowly but surely ANya calmed down adn went to sleep. Nodding to Yrismir she took Anya from him and went into her cabin.

Lily turned to Ivellies and said, "Thank you so much for caring, but I feel that she really needs women with her... besides .. now that she is asleep, we will be able to clean her up... After that we can all take watches, making sure that she is taken care of.. and do me a favor ... find that bastard captain.. and run him through... run him through over and over.. until he screams like she does.."
hastily she wipes the tears slipping down her cheeks. Lily turns and follws Tenora into the other cabin and then promptly shuts the door in everyone else's face.

 

[DarkThoughts01]

Ivellias smiled a bit thinly but tipped her a salute with the tip of his staff,then remembered and sketched a quick little bow.
"dont worry 'bout that,ill take care of the bastard when i find him!"He called out after her then slipped teh staff and headed out,determined to search the ship plank by god damn plank

 

[The GrandMage]

Relissa

Relissa was horrified at the shape the girl was in, but kept to herself. Lily and Tenora took the poor soul into another cabin, and Relissa leaned aginst the wall next to it, thinking.

If she were the Captain, what would she do? Make for the longboats, going through a ship full of hostiles, or perhaps he has more faith in the mercenaries he hired? Perhaps he would head to wherever he hid his gold, keeping with monetray greed, or stuff his fat face full of a victory feast.

No, even an idiot of his calibur would quickly recognize the ship was no longer under his control. What was it then, make for a daring escape, hoping not to be tortured to deathj for what he's done, or perhaps hide somewhere?

Hide someplace? But where could you hide that no one would want to go-...

Relissa moved away from the wall, going into the underbelly of the ship to check the slave holds.

 

[LadyRozes]

Tenora and Lily had washed Anya's body.. They spent the whole day and night tending her wounds, and making sure she was comfortable..

Anya didnt wake the enitre time. She slept.. and slept..

An Hour or so before dawn Tenora walked out nodded at Yrismir and Delbeath.. doing their guardly duties..

"I am going to head back to the captain's cabin.. mayhap we will find comething from the scene .. I didnt have time looking at it... Either Anya had someone really powerful for an enemy... or... " tenora didnt finish her sentence... SHe didnt need to. They all KNew ANya was extremly Loyal to The Princess.. she would die, before anyone would get to LIly. "Will you accompany me to the cabin Yrismir?"

After they left a few hours later, Lily came out of the cabin and she looked as though she was run through herself. She looked around and of course .. her guard was guardiing the door.

She smiled kindly at Delbeath and then asked, "Is it possible, you could look after Anya.. I need to sleep, I am very tired... dont worry she has been sleeeping this entire time.. and we are due to port tomorrow anyway.. so it should only be for a few hours.. I just need some rest."

With that Lily went back inside and slipped into the other room in the cabin. She slid onto the hammock tied there and fell asleep instantly..

Tenora searched through the broken shards of mirror... It looked as though she was searching for something specific. Suddenly she stopped and spoke a few words out loud in that unusual language of hers. Suddenly the mirror shards.. connected back together.. and she peered into the mirror.

To everyone but Tenora the mirror looked normal, like she was looking at herself in the mirror, .. Tenora however... saw what she had been dreading.. knowing the impending doom that was comming, had already begun to amass....

"May the Gods Protect us.." SHe whispered. She turned and then said, "We need to gather everyone... there is something I wish to share.."

 

[The GrandMage]

Yrismir

Yrismir watched Tenora as she looked at the mirror. To him, it appeared a mirror. But, appearances could be decieving, as he well knew from his time with the Wise One. He glanced at the mirror again after she had finished speaking.

"As you wish. We shall gather together the others. But, I take it what you have to say does not need to be said here? I know not what you saw, but if it causes such a reaction, I would prefer not to have you in the same room as it's tool."

 

[Third Magus]

Delbaeth sat brooding by Anya's bedside. Once he stood up, and began his daily sword-practise, re-enacting his brother's death with the shadows on the walls of the cabin. But it was too narrow, and Delbaeth felt too weary and sick. It just reminded him of another failure, like his failure to protect the princess, or Anya.

Jaedhar, in his place, would have done better. Jaedhar had always known what to do, would have been able to show up out of nowhere in the nick of time. That was what royal guards were meant to do. Delbaeth, every time, had shown up far, far too late.

Silently returning his sword to his scabbard, Delbaeth bowed his head.

 

[LadyRozes]

Tenora nodded. Before she left the room, she casted one last spell, no sense in what ever had done this .. to come back without their knowing..

She walked back to the cabin gathering her thoughts.. wondering what she could say, and whether they needed to know the whole truth... whether they were ready to accept it.

Tenora Opened the dorr of the Cabin and saw that Delbeath was watching Anya. She walked over to Anya's resting form. She layed one hand upon her forehead.. the woman's eyes grew soft.. it was always hard for the victoms...but time would tell how stron Anya is.

"Her body has been healed...her mind..well we shall have to see whether she come's back to us.. we really havent given her a reason to... " Standing Tenora spoke to Delbeath, "Meet with us in the other room in an hour's time, there is much I need to share with you all..."