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Post by Azrael/Iris on Feb 26, 2012 16:43:59 GMT -6
Torak nodded as he heard the warning about the silver dust, he saw her throw the dust at him. The Assassin threw his arms over his face and leapt back. He could hear Sable's blades bouncing off his metal gauntlets and he removed his arms from in front of his face and grinned at her stiletto blades.
His face grew serious once more as he extended both of his arms and his twin hidden blades shot out from their hiding places. Torak had studied her movements and methods of attack. She fought much like Zanzabar did... except she seemed more... feral than the Wolf Demon was.
"I see that you have some slight skill... when you fight those who have been blinded by your dust." He readied himself into a fighting stance, keeping one blade in front and the other at his side at a ready stance. "Now let us see how good you are when you fight one who can return the favor."
And with that, he lunged at Sable, both blades were aimed right for her chest.
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Feb 27, 2012 14:52:44 GMT -6
Sable jumped back as her blades reflected off of Torak's gauntlets. "Is this one gonna put up a fight? How fun, Sable hasn't killed a fighter in a long time." She muttered. Torak's comment on her fighting blind opponents brought a wicked grin to her face. He jumped at her, aiming both blades at her chest, but she was quick to respond. Sable dropped to the floor, aiming a kick for the assassin's solar plexus. Instantly, she rolled forward and lunged at Torak. She sliced in a scissoring motion at his abdomen.
Lascivia's nostrils flared at the sight of the new woman. She easily saw through the woman's expression as she stared at Rhadamanthus. She raised her bow level with the new woman's head and released her arrow. The arrow flew past the woman and struck something behind her. A man stood in the door, a blade in his hand and Lascivia's arrow sticking out of his neck. Blood poured down his front, soaking the Amory Family Crest on his clothing. "Bastion's sent reinforcements."
Before the man had even collapsed, he was shoved out of the way as a crowd flooded through the door. "Cover me," Rhadamanthus said to Lascivia, then ran forward and slashed the first man who came through the door. A window behind them burst and several men crawled through. "You any good in a fight?" He asked the snake woman, standing back to back with her.
Lascivia shot another man right before he reached Rhadamanthus. "We need to move this out of here. Is there a back door?" She asked the shopkeeper, notching another arrow. She knew Bastion's men were not endless, but there was still more than they could take. And Ryoka couldn't use the earth magic that Bastion had spoke of while they were indoors.
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Feb 27, 2012 16:13:06 GMT -6
Sable's foot connected with the Carnavorian's solar plexus. He grasped it with one of his hands and desperatley tried to regain his breath. This was not the first time he had been hit there and memories of his old master repeadetly striking him there and telling him that the solar plexus was one of the weak points any enemy would go for.
Torak managed to regain his breath and roll around and managed to deflect her blades with his gauntlets once more. She was fast and had definatly seen many battles and from the way she moved the Assassin could tell that it indeed had been a while since she had fought someone who wasn't taken by her dust first.
"Remember... I am here if you need extra strength."Zanzabar lowly growled in Torak's mind.
Torak only grunted as he kneed Sable in the chest and sent his left blade down at Sable's jugular vein as he heard a crowd flooding in through the door.
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Post by Faro/Blade on Feb 27, 2012 18:51:22 GMT -6
"I'll get it open, but I can't go with you." The shopkeeper said before heading downstairs. He emerged seconds later with a torch in his hand and a few bags on his shoulders. "Take this, and get going." He passed the torch to Lascivia.
"Not yet." Sensaki said. She pulled her staff from its sheath and extended it. She pounded it once against the floor, and a thunderous sound was heard as the ground above the windows rose up to cover them. "Now, the only way in is the door." While Sensaki blocked off the windows, the shopkeeper reached into one of the bags, and produced a bottle of blue fire. He threw it to the left side of the shop and fired a bolt of magic at it with his right hand. It exploded among the men, freezing whatever it touched. A few men at the epicenter were completely frozen.
"You all get out of 'ere." The shopkeeper commanded. "Torak will join you once 'e finishes off the blind one." Sensaki didn't argue, but grabbed Rhadamanthus and Lascivia by their arms, pulling them down the stairs after her. The shopkeeper closed the door behind them, and turned to face the men crowding into his shop.
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Post by Iona on Feb 27, 2012 20:30:35 GMT -6
Iona was stuck in a trance as she admired Rhadamanthus. He was obviously well put together, she decided. He had an intelligent look to him and was very handsome...and clearly a noble and therefore rich. The Gerudo didn't think she was picky or greedy about the type of men that appealed to her; years of not knowing what would happen day to day made her ensure a safer, more comfortable lifestyle when choosing possible husbands. It was a sort of insurance, in her eyes.
It was too late when she noticed the arrow shot at her; it whistled sharply past her ear and she heard itself audibly force itself into the man behind her with a solid thunk. She backed away from the door, glaring at the auburn haired female. Competition. Iona didn't like it.
"You good in a fight?" a smooth, utterly pleasant voice asked her. She turned, and flinched in realizing the proximity the young nobleman was to her. "Uh...duh...?" she stammered, only able to think how such a wonderful voice befitted such a good looking man perfectly. It was rather musical, Iona thought on a whim, her blush returning. She was quickly making a more wittier response than the one she gave previously when the auburn haired woman snatched up Rhadamanthus by the arm rather unceremoniously , leading him away into a door.
"What are you doing?! He's mine!" she exclaimed as the heavy door slammed closed behind them, the end of Rhadamanthus's cape fluttering as the door shut. Ignoring the chaos of Torak's and Sable's fight, she stood there, utterly indignant, her hands balled into fists as she blinked several times. Iona tossed her hair over her shoulder and grumbled, running up to the door and flinging open with such surprising strength that it banged against the wall and sprinted after her first crush with the alarming speed and intensity of one infected with a twisted and abnormal form of puppy love.
Aetis slithered away from the sleep inducing cold of the frozen reinforcements with a shudder and came to the open doorway, then, as if deciding on something, stopped and watched Sable and Torak fight, their reflections visible in his striking new-gold colored eyes.
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Mar 2, 2012 11:06:05 GMT -6
Sable wheezed as Torak's knee slammed into her chest, stabbing at his shoulder as she stumbled back. Before she could even pull her blade back, she had to desperately scramble out of the way, barely avoiding the assassin's blade. Sable stood and jumped back out Torak's immediate reach, clutching the stiletto she had kept. She suddenly started shaking oddly, as if she was having some type of seizure. As she shook, the sashes her body was wrapped in fell around her until there was only enough to cover her pelvic area and her breasts. The black sashes hung from her like tendrils of shadow, clinging to her pale skin. Her emaciated body was incredibly bony, and her skin seemed stretched over this frame
"Time for him to see the true darkness!" Sable yowled as her wicked grin returned. She pounced at Torak in a spiraling jump, sending the sashes twisting around her in a shadowy whirlwind. The silver dust clouded the room like a thick fog, blinding anyone with open eyes. Sable twist kicked savagely at Torak's head and stabbed downward at his skull. Her stiletto was made for piercing, so a skull was hardly any protection at all.
End stood in the alleyway where Riot and the civilian woman had been killed. The alley was spotless, not a drop of blood stained the walls or the stone ground. Both corpses were long gone and all traces of them, Riot's sword and crossbow, and the woman's groceries, were nowhere to be found. Even the spent bolts from the crossbow had vanished. That was the job End was assigned. He was an expert at making incidents disappear. Many aristocratic families hired agents such as him, but few had the luck of finding one with such skill. The Amory family had been lucky in that respect. There had never been a word spoken against that family, and no evidence or witnesses to change this. This was End's work.
It would have been easier to say that Rhadamanthus had viciously murdered them both, but the guards were already in possession of the corpses he had really killed. The ravages of Sable's stilettos were nothing like the clean slices and stabs of Rhadamanthus's rapier. The bodies had to be disposed of.
End left the alleyway and headed for the Trading Post. With Sable ahead of him, he knew he had a lot of cleaning to do.
To his confusion, Rhadamanthus received only stuttering to answer his question. Before he could ask, he was swept away along with Lascivia by Sensaki.
As the door slammed behind them, Lascivia notched an arrow and checked the alleyway in which they stood. "All clear," she said, shouldering her bow and dropping the arrow back in the quiver at her side. "This alley leads back to the marketplace though," she observed, watching the throngs of shoppers passing by the alley, "and that's a little too close to where Rhadamanthus killed those guards. We'll have to be careful."
Just then, the snake woman burst through the door screaming that he was her's. Rhadamanthus just stared at her, slightly confused, and Lascivia looked furious. Her cheeks turned red as she glared at the woman. "If you wish, you can come with us," she said in a controlled tone, "but please refrain from having outbursts like that."
Rhadamanthus shrugged, oblivious to Lascivia's anger. "Sensaki, do you know of any ways to get out of the city quickly and quietly? Obviously, the front gate didn't work out too well for me..."
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Post by Faro/Blade on Mar 3, 2012 1:04:35 GMT -6
The shopkeeper noticed the dust flying out of Sable's wraps and quickly dove behind his counter. He grabbed a vial of clear liquid and poured the contents into his hands. As he rubbed the cool liquid into his face and eyes, he could hear panicked screams from the men inside the shop. He stood quickly to find them all clawing at their eyes and taking wild swings at one another, some even attempted to attack Sable as if killing her would somehow get rid of the dust. Instead of attacking them, he picked up an empty bottle and threw it at Sable's head.
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"I've been in Hyrule for all of three weeks. I thought you or Lascivia would know." She looked to the other woman who had joined them. Pushing Lascivia aside she asked, "Excuse me, do you know any secret ways out of the city?"
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Mar 3, 2012 18:15:45 GMT -6
Torak barely managed to throw his arms over his eyes as Sable twirled her wrappings. Cursing, he lowered them after a few seconds and felt Sable's foot connect with his skull and made him fall to the floor.
"Roll!! That is... unless you like having your brain stabbed by a blind witch!" Zanzabar growled in Torak's head.
The Master Assassin rolled out of the way and watched as Sable's stilettos stabbed into the ground as he rolled. He got to his feet and had to take a moment to regain his balance as the room was spinning from the combination of being kicked in the head and rolling. Torak grinned and he raised both of his blades and looked at her from under his hood.
"You rely too much on your dust, amica." Was all he said before leaping at her again, his blades were in a scissor-like position and when he was close enough, he scissored at her neck.
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jun 24, 2012 16:40:30 GMT -6
Sable shrieked as a blinded thug swung at her. "To the darkness with the traitor!" She screamed, plunging a stiletto into the man's temple. Suddenly, Torak was upon her, slicing his blades at her throat. Leaving her stiletto in the thug's head, Sable ducked under the assassin's hidden blades and dove between his legs. Her small frame fit through with no trouble at all, and she scrambled to her feet instantly. She thrust her remaining stiletto at Torak aiming at his spinal cord. Before she could touch Torak, a glass bottle smashed into her head. The bottle shattered on impact, and Sable stumbled back in a daze.
The door burst open and silver dust swarmed out. End stood back and allowed the dust clear, holding a handkerchief over his eyes for good measure. As he entered the shop, he was quick to notice the blood splattered all over the floor. No doubt Sable had blinded everybody inside. "What a mess," he muttered, looking about. Most of the hitmen that had been hired were dead or blinded. Most of the savage fools had killed each other in their blindness. The shoppers were all dead, and the shopkeeper was cowering behind the counter. Was he cowering, or taking a stand? It seemed more to be the latter. "That one could potentially be trouble..." He muttered. That was when he noticed Torak and Sable. Sable was stabbing at him, but the shopkeeper chucked a bottle at her head just in time. End sighed as he tossed a fist sized bomb into the center of the room. Smoke burst from the casing of the bomb, blinding everyone in the room that hadn't been blinded by Sable first. When the smoke cleared, End, Sable, and both stilettos were gone. __________________________________________________________
"Nobility has no use for secret passageways, officially speaking. I'm sure Lord Bastion has a couple handy, but we are not important enough to know of them." Lascivia answered, shaking her head.
"That he does," a voice said from the mouth of the alleyway. Ayishe stood facing them, her heavy black overcoat shining from the rain, and her long crimson braid tossed over the front of her shoulder. "Three, in fact. All well guarded. But the Amory family once had four. Since the death of Rhad's father, the last was abandoned. It was too inconvenient, not even close to Amory Manor. And too dangerous..."
Rhadamanthus's eyes widened at being called 'Rhad'. Only one person had been too lazy and disrespectful to use his full name. His old tutor. He pushed passed Lascivia, moving quickly to greet the Gerudo. "Ayishe! You've returned."
"I never forget a student." Ayishe commented, not at all returning his warmth. She looked around at the surrounding women. Why was it that this boy was constantly accompanied by an entourage of women? She recognized the Shinjukese women as a member of the royal family. Lascivia was yet another former student. And if she wasn't mistaken, the girl was Klaus's estranged niece. What a group. "Ryoka, Lascivia, Solas brat... I'll assume none of you will object? Then we'll make four the Fourth Passage." She said, turning to leave the alley.
Rhadamanthus looked back at them imploringly. "She's not as bad as she seems." He explained, smiling half-heartedly. He followed the Gerudo out of the alley, into the crowd.
Lascivia shrugged, she remembered Ayishe, but she had never quite been as close to her as Rhadamanthus. To her, Ayishe had just been another tutor. A little more volatile than most, but just another regardless. "I believe she can be trusted. But don't let your guard down," she muttered to Sensaki and Iona. She caught up to Rhadamanthus and walked close to him, slightly between him and Ayishe. __________________________________________________________
End dropped Sable roughly on the fine hardwood floor of Bastion's office. "She had slaughtered nearly everyone, but Lord Rhadamanthus was not among them. Riot has been eliminated by Torak Wolffang. He almost killed this one too, but I intervened. Lascivia and Odd are both missing in action." He reported as a woman with long blond hair tended to Sable.
Bastion leaned forward, placing his elbows on the desk and resting his chin in his hands pensively. "Hm... Wolffang is involved?"
"Yes, milord. And he fights for Lord Rhadamanthus," End answered.
"That will definitely be an issue. And the trading post? Has it been cleaned?"
"Not yet, but I left behind a charge that should detonate any second now."
"Very good, and as for-"
Bastion fell silent as a knocking resounded from the double doors of his office. The blond woman who had been tending to Sable opened them. The man who entered the room wore a black cloak like a shroud of shadow. His footsteps made no noise, though he wore boots. "Bastion, I have news on your cousin."
Bastion stared at the man in front of him strangely. "Welcome, Sepul. What have you learned?" He said in a voice that sounded less than welcoming.
"At least a thousand rupees worth, maybe more."
"You will be paid. Now what is it you have found?"
Sepul grinned wickedly. "Your agent, Lascivia, now works for Rhadamanthus," he said with a dramatic air. It was as if he expected Bastion to have a stroke and die at this news.
Bastion merely raised an eyebrow at Sepul's theatrics. "Did you not expect this? Lascivia has been Rhadamanthus's bodyguard since he was born. She was raised to worship the ground he walks on. I was quite aware that she intended to defect. Is that all? Because I hardly believe that information was worth a thousand..."
"Ayishe! The Gerudo. She has taken charge of your cousin's escape. She leads them to the Fourth Passage now," Sepul growled, obviously disgruntled that his first bit of news was worthless.
"Hm, interesting," Bastion said, peering over at Sable. "Well then, you have a mission. Take Fell and Rend, wait for them at the Fourth Passage. Capture my cousin and Ayishe, kill the others."
"What about my-"
"Ten-thousand if you succeed. Now go." __________________________________________________________
By the time they arrived at the Fourth Passage the rain had already faded to a light mist. They gathered in the enclosed courtyard of an old manor house at the edge of town. In the center of the courtyard was a boarded up stone well. With some effort, Ayishe and Rhadamanthus managed to pry of the boards covering it, revealing the dark depths within. "Entrance A to the Fourth Passage. The most painful way into this particular secret passageway, and the only one where you don't die... Rhad goes first, 'cause I said so."
Rhadamanthus wasn't quite sure about jumping into a dark well into a secret passageway that he'd never heard of. Not to mention the painful part and the fact that Ayishe kept referring to it as a dangerous place. But, he trusted his old mentor. And if she decided to send him down a well, than how could he resist? With a deep breath, Rhadamanthus stepped into the darkness and let himself freefall into the shadows below.
The ground was a lot closer than he thought it would be. Rhadamanthus landed skillfully on his feet, but they slid out from under him instantly. Before he could stop himself, he was thrown onto his back. Apparently the ground was incredibly slippery, slick with some substance that Rhadamanthus was unsure of. The passage was lit up by an odd glow that seemed dye everything the wrong color. After a moment of slipping and sliding in this odd substance, Rhadamanthus managed to make it to his feet, though he was now drenched in it. He moved out of the way of the others and looked around as he waited for them. The Fourth Passage was a long tunnel, roughly hewn from what was probably a cavern at one point. As far as he could see it continued on in both directions for miles. One way sloped downward and then upward out of sight, and the other kept going at the same height for as far as the eye could see. All around the passage were boulders the size of a large man, these seemed to be the source of the strange glow. They covered the floor, the walls, and the ceiling. It seemed they were made of some metallic substance that gave off a silvery luminescence.
"Okay, who's next?" Ayishe said, turning back to Sensaki and Lascivia. It seemed the Solas kid had disappeared. Odd, but it didn't matter. She would go in last, to be sure that they were not followed or seen.
(Not a great post, kind of rushed actually. But it will be sufficient to restart this thread...)
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Post by Faro/Blade on Jun 25, 2012 17:00:46 GMT -6
"Ill go." Sensaki volunteered. "I might be able to clear away whatever was making that squishing noise." She removed one of the stones from the well with her power and used it float gently down into the Fourth Passage. She stepped off of the stone carefully, and managed to maintain her footing in the slippery muck. He stifled a small chuckle when she saw Rhadamanthus, but couldn't hold back the smile that now split her face. Getting back to business quickly, she removed her staff from her back, but did not extend it. Her hands and eyes glowed yellow. She struck the ground with her staff and pulled it forward, sending a fizzure down the tunnel that curved upward to contain the slime. She repeated the process in the other direction, in case they intended to go that way, and called back up the well.
"I cleared away the slime." She called to Ayishe and Iona. "Well, not all of it." She admitted to Rhadamanthus.
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