Post by Jotari on Aug 7, 2011 19:48:24 GMT -4
The couple, attired in black assassin garments, silently scaled the stone walls of Murate castle. There was a new moon and clouds filled the sky, covering any chance of light except for the gleaming torches positioned strategically along the castle walls. Landing deftly, the smaller femme figure reach the top first and skillfully slit the throat of the guard. The male figure, much larger, took care of two more. They ran along the wall, evading capture by causing funerals. Slipping in through a window, they now darted for the throne room. The deadly team scared, knocked out, or killed anyone who got in their way. They had intentions and nothing was going to stop them. The femme fatale went forward as they neared the throne room doors and spoke to the guards. They silently disappeared into the shadows. The male raised one eyebrow is silent question as to why the guards obeyed his sweet companion, but that could be answered later. He walked quickly forward and shoved the immense doors open. The wooden things opened with a high squeak and the female darted in first.
They both entered cautiously. Removing their hoods, it was clearly seen to be Black Star, now going by the name Eris since her marriage, and Siarles. Eris, beautiful and healthy once more, held an assassin’s dagger in her hand as well as her own precious dagger in its sheath. Siarles had his knifed hand gauntlet. That was the only visible weapons, but it would not be a surprise to any that they had numerous weapons hidden beneath their clothes. They have a very simple plan, kill Magrej. That would mean Murate had no royalty except that sniveling bitch Abigail and Araxes would be looking for a new pet. Eris knew very well that the goddess would be taking away the sky gem’s power, but good riddance for too long; she had suffered because of that wretched gem and its bloody power. It had cost her a normal life. But no matter, she was happily married to the most powerful man in the world, or he would be if all went to plan, and would be queen of a great nation. Siarles bellowed, “Magrej, come out here!” It was not a request, but a cold and chilling order.
Tonight, Magrej would die.
They both entered cautiously. Removing their hoods, it was clearly seen to be Black Star, now going by the name Eris since her marriage, and Siarles. Eris, beautiful and healthy once more, held an assassin’s dagger in her hand as well as her own precious dagger in its sheath. Siarles had his knifed hand gauntlet. That was the only visible weapons, but it would not be a surprise to any that they had numerous weapons hidden beneath their clothes. They have a very simple plan, kill Magrej. That would mean Murate had no royalty except that sniveling bitch Abigail and Araxes would be looking for a new pet. Eris knew very well that the goddess would be taking away the sky gem’s power, but good riddance for too long; she had suffered because of that wretched gem and its bloody power. It had cost her a normal life. But no matter, she was happily married to the most powerful man in the world, or he would be if all went to plan, and would be queen of a great nation. Siarles bellowed, “Magrej, come out here!” It was not a request, but a cold and chilling order.
Tonight, Magrej would die.
