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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 494580" data-attributes="member: 105"><p><strong>Masked Ball, pt III...</strong></p><p></p><p>Seance yelled out in frustration as his spirit fused once again with his body. He slammed his fist against the stone walls of the larder where his body had waited for his return.</p><p></p><p><em>One more just one more! If I had only had a few more seconds...</em></p><p></p><p>Revenge on Bordulin would have to wait. Seance rose, dusted himself off and removed the gem from his pocket. Already, the light inside was beginning to fade. </p><p></p><p><em>No witnesses...</em></p><p></p><p>The young mage dropped the gem to the ground crushed it to powder underfoot. The sounds of commotion, undoubtedly from his failed assassination attempt, were starting to reach the kitchens and servants quarters. He changed form to resemble a comely serving maid and left the storeroom. </p><p></p><p>Soon he joined the throng of fleeing non-combantants as they spilled into the outer courtyard of Castle Cormaeril. He spied a fleeing and unnaturally handsome young noble entering a carriage flanked by four strong warriors. Rushing past them he stopped the young man from closing the door, batted his girlish eyelashes and pleaded with the young man to help her leave the chaos.</p><p></p><p>Nosr hesitated, but the serving girl's flattery overrode his small supply of wisdom. Still confused and wanting to escape back to the manor, he helped her into the carriage and commanded the driver to go. </p><p></p><p>**</p><p></p><p>Kith, in his disguise as Kyros's date, unaffected by the vampire elf's <em>confusion</em> had seen Nosr run from the banquet hall. Evaluating his options, including the possibility of being 'recognized' by the Night Masks, he bolted after the young <em>spellfire</em> wielder. </p><p></p><p>By the time he had caught up to the Stormwolves' waiting carriage, it was already leaving. Ditching his heels, he hiked up his gown and sprinted to catch up to the vehicle. One springy, doppleganger jump later took him to the stepside. He opened the door and found that Nosr had invited a serving wench to ride home with him. </p><p></p><p>Glaring, Kith said, "Jenner would not approve, " as he plopped himself across from them and began to probe the girl's mind. </p><p></p><p>It was suprisingly difficult. </p><p></p><p>He heard the rapid galloping of several heavy horses followed by a massive explosion from the far side of the castle compound. </p><p></p><p>Kith smiled. At least something had gone according to plan...</p><p></p><p>**</p><p></p><p>Jenner heard the galloping-signal from Varen and Jhovan and saw the <em>spectral steeds</em> race across the garden of the Castle Cormaeril. He braced himself for the explosion as he and the rest of the Stormwolves were led up the steps of the Tower. </p><p></p><p>As the guards reeled and were surprised by the noise and concussion, he looked to see that only Kyros was ready to make a break for it. He played up his shock and fell to the ground, but decided to stay with the party imprisoned as 'overnight guests' in the castle. The smell of burning smokepowder wafted over them and Jenner knowing what to look for thought that he spied four figures--one the size of a child--steal through a breech in the curtain wall. </p><p></p><p>The guards separated Valeria from the rest of the group, roughly dumping Manta's body in the spartan, one bed, room with Kyros and Jenner, while the paladin was led upstairs.</p><p></p><p>They waited. It was long enough that Manta regained consciousness, but fortunately could not remember much of what had happened. They heard Valeria being escorted down the stairs. Manta rushed to the door and demanded release. His tirade was ignored. </p><p></p><p>An hour or so later, they heard her return. Then the door to their room was opened and Jenner was led away. With an adamant plea, Kyros and Manta did not try and make a break for freedom, but they thought about it while their leader was gone.</p><p></p><p>**</p><p></p><p>"Your escort is an Orbaskyr loyalist. Explain <em>that</em> Mr. Stormwolf!"</p><p></p><p>The private meeting between Lord Tagereth Cormaeril and Jenner Stormwolf had gone on for some time. So far Jenner had apparently answered satisfactorily the basic questions: who, how, what...Mostly, his answers had been truthful.</p><p></p><p>The latest question gave him pause. However, he continued his honest trend. </p><p></p><p>"Yes, that is correct. In fact, her father was a Field Marshall among the Purple Dragons. What of it?"</p><p></p><p>Cormaeril's face reddened slightly, but then he regained his composure. </p><p></p><p>"I know you know where we stand with the usurpers. I had assumed, that when I saw your name on the guest list, that you desired to make contacts for future expansion into Cormyr especially knowing that my grandson is the heir to the throne. Fortunately, being a nobleman, you are protected--<em>she</em> is protected--as a guest in my house."</p><p></p><p>"Lord Cormaeril, you are partially correct. I too am loyal to King Azoun and the Steel Regent. Therefore, I am loyal to House Orbaskyr. I have come to you with a proposal."</p><p></p><p>"I can already predict. What you will ask is impossible. The feud and the desire for revenge runs deeper than you can fathom."</p><p></p><p>"Times are changing. Cormyr is in dire straits. Your love for your country <em>must</em> go beyond personal vendetta, " pleaded Jenner. "Put aside your differences. Your <em>grandson</em> will one day rule. Can you not see that Cormyr's very existence lies on the edge of a sword? Those who love her must unite lest she become a memory."</p><p></p><p>Tagereth Cormaeril folded his arms, "Better no Cormyr than one ruled by Azoun's brood!"</p><p></p><p>There was a tense silence.</p><p></p><p>Lord Cormaeril continued, "But you have given me something to think about. I need to regroup. We are abandoing Westgate, for undoubtedly the Night Masks will return. Cyric take whomever sent that assassin who ruined my whole extravaganza! You want to convince me, Stormwolf, of your sincerity? Find out who started what happened tonight. Bring me his head. Then, maybe, I'll hear yours and the red-head's arguments again."</p><p></p><p>He motioned to the guards who began to help Jenner up and return him to his room.</p><p></p><p>"One more thing. One of my defectors, a Tashaltan was seen on the grounds this evening. Do you know anything about that?"</p><p></p><p>Jenner Stormwolf shrugged his shoulders on the way out feigning ignorance. Hopefully, the crusty, old Grandfather of Assassins would buy it....</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 494580, member: 105"] [b]Masked Ball, pt III...[/b] Seance yelled out in frustration as his spirit fused once again with his body. He slammed his fist against the stone walls of the larder where his body had waited for his return. [i]One more just one more! If I had only had a few more seconds...[/i] Revenge on Bordulin would have to wait. Seance rose, dusted himself off and removed the gem from his pocket. Already, the light inside was beginning to fade. [i]No witnesses...[/i] The young mage dropped the gem to the ground crushed it to powder underfoot. The sounds of commotion, undoubtedly from his failed assassination attempt, were starting to reach the kitchens and servants quarters. He changed form to resemble a comely serving maid and left the storeroom. Soon he joined the throng of fleeing non-combantants as they spilled into the outer courtyard of Castle Cormaeril. He spied a fleeing and unnaturally handsome young noble entering a carriage flanked by four strong warriors. Rushing past them he stopped the young man from closing the door, batted his girlish eyelashes and pleaded with the young man to help her leave the chaos. Nosr hesitated, but the serving girl's flattery overrode his small supply of wisdom. Still confused and wanting to escape back to the manor, he helped her into the carriage and commanded the driver to go. ** Kith, in his disguise as Kyros's date, unaffected by the vampire elf's [i]confusion[/i] had seen Nosr run from the banquet hall. Evaluating his options, including the possibility of being 'recognized' by the Night Masks, he bolted after the young [i]spellfire[/i] wielder. By the time he had caught up to the Stormwolves' waiting carriage, it was already leaving. Ditching his heels, he hiked up his gown and sprinted to catch up to the vehicle. One springy, doppleganger jump later took him to the stepside. He opened the door and found that Nosr had invited a serving wench to ride home with him. Glaring, Kith said, "Jenner would not approve, " as he plopped himself across from them and began to probe the girl's mind. It was suprisingly difficult. He heard the rapid galloping of several heavy horses followed by a massive explosion from the far side of the castle compound. Kith smiled. At least something had gone according to plan... ** Jenner heard the galloping-signal from Varen and Jhovan and saw the [i]spectral steeds[/i] race across the garden of the Castle Cormaeril. He braced himself for the explosion as he and the rest of the Stormwolves were led up the steps of the Tower. As the guards reeled and were surprised by the noise and concussion, he looked to see that only Kyros was ready to make a break for it. He played up his shock and fell to the ground, but decided to stay with the party imprisoned as 'overnight guests' in the castle. The smell of burning smokepowder wafted over them and Jenner knowing what to look for thought that he spied four figures--one the size of a child--steal through a breech in the curtain wall. The guards separated Valeria from the rest of the group, roughly dumping Manta's body in the spartan, one bed, room with Kyros and Jenner, while the paladin was led upstairs. They waited. It was long enough that Manta regained consciousness, but fortunately could not remember much of what had happened. They heard Valeria being escorted down the stairs. Manta rushed to the door and demanded release. His tirade was ignored. An hour or so later, they heard her return. Then the door to their room was opened and Jenner was led away. With an adamant plea, Kyros and Manta did not try and make a break for freedom, but they thought about it while their leader was gone. ** "Your escort is an Orbaskyr loyalist. Explain [i]that[/i] Mr. Stormwolf!" The private meeting between Lord Tagereth Cormaeril and Jenner Stormwolf had gone on for some time. So far Jenner had apparently answered satisfactorily the basic questions: who, how, what...Mostly, his answers had been truthful. The latest question gave him pause. However, he continued his honest trend. "Yes, that is correct. In fact, her father was a Field Marshall among the Purple Dragons. What of it?" Cormaeril's face reddened slightly, but then he regained his composure. "I know you know where we stand with the usurpers. I had assumed, that when I saw your name on the guest list, that you desired to make contacts for future expansion into Cormyr especially knowing that my grandson is the heir to the throne. Fortunately, being a nobleman, you are protected--[i]she[/i] is protected--as a guest in my house." "Lord Cormaeril, you are partially correct. I too am loyal to King Azoun and the Steel Regent. Therefore, I am loyal to House Orbaskyr. I have come to you with a proposal." "I can already predict. What you will ask is impossible. The feud and the desire for revenge runs deeper than you can fathom." "Times are changing. Cormyr is in dire straits. Your love for your country [i]must[/i] go beyond personal vendetta, " pleaded Jenner. "Put aside your differences. Your [i]grandson[/i] will one day rule. Can you not see that Cormyr's very existence lies on the edge of a sword? Those who love her must unite lest she become a memory." Tagereth Cormaeril folded his arms, "Better no Cormyr than one ruled by Azoun's brood!" There was a tense silence. Lord Cormaeril continued, "But you have given me something to think about. I need to regroup. We are abandoing Westgate, for undoubtedly the Night Masks will return. Cyric take whomever sent that assassin who ruined my whole extravaganza! You want to convince me, Stormwolf, of your sincerity? Find out who started what happened tonight. Bring me his head. Then, maybe, I'll hear yours and the red-head's arguments again." He motioned to the guards who began to help Jenner up and return him to his room. "One more thing. One of my defectors, a Tashaltan was seen on the grounds this evening. Do you know anything about that?" Jenner Stormwolf shrugged his shoulders on the way out feigning ignorance. Hopefully, the crusty, old Grandfather of Assassins would buy it.... [/QUOTE]
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