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<blockquote data-quote="Emperor Valerian" data-source="post: 2723121" data-attributes="member: 15043"><p><strong>The Return of the White Wolf</strong></p><p></p><p>Felonca closed her eyes, and focused her mind.</p><p></p><p>Calmly, almost sedately, she pulled out her warfans, holding them out sideways from her body, her form perfectly balanced on the top parapets of the outer walls of the Xianfung Palace. She felt the first spring breezes blowing past her, through her, and just as they slipped and slid around her body, her body snapped into action, her warfans fluidly tracing deadly arcs through the air.</p><p></p><p>Below, she could hear the sounds of Guans and Zhong Weis barking orders to the now seasoned recruits that had spent all winter training, just as she had. She could hear the clatter of Han’s cavalry riding through the city’s main plaza, on their way to the marshalling grounds outside the city gates for practice maneuvers. Beyond all this noise, she heard her own soul, stretching free from winters chill now that spring had finally, inevitably arrived.</p><p></p><p>As she back-flipped from section to section of the parapet, her deadly balance and skill tested to the limit, the back of her mind still couldn’t wrap around the facts Won Wei had laid before them weeks earlier... that they would likely be facing a beast far more dangerous than any prince or dragon, and even now he was gone from the city, desperately looking for where Hu was conjuring this demon.</p><p></p><p>As she neared the end of her routine, she spotted a shape, and felt a prickly sense on the back of her neck. She landed on her feet, but in a move as full of finesse as fury, she snapped her warfans behind her, their bladed forms stopping less than an inch from the intruder’s neck.</p><p></p><p>“Ah... still training, Jiang Wa-Feng.” She smiled when she heard the elderly, cracked voice, and turned and bowed to the Governor of Dai. He looked far more elderly of late... his frame seemed more bent, his gait a step slower. But his eyes, they always burned with wit and intelligence, far beyond what she could imagine.</p><p></p><p>Yet today, she noticed, they seemed to dart about, swiftly, in a hurry. <em>Something isn’t right...</em></p><p></p><p>“As always, Governor Ling,” she rose, “We need to always be ready. Hu is crafty, and even if he’s wasting his effort on summoning beasts of power, he could send a spoiling attack to divert our attention. Has my father sent you...”</p><p></p><p>“Mistress Wa-Feng,” Ling said quickly, interrupting her, “I fear things have become far more complicated than a mere beast or a spoiling attack.”</p><p></p><p>“How so?” Felonca asked, slowly and guardedly as she sheathed her warfans. <em>What could be a bigger complication than having a gigantic beast from hell arise in our enemy’s hands? Something that’s making Ling, of all people, jumpy?</em></p><p></p><p>“I must be candid, Jiang, but I have heard rumors that you and the White Wolf Clan do not see eye to eye, so to speak,” Ling asked, curiosity in his eyes. “To be perfectly frank, not many who cross their path live long enough to allow for a disagreement to arise.”</p><p></p><p>Felonca crossed her arms and groaned. <em>Of all the times...</em> “How long have you sensed them?” Felonca growled in frustration. <em>Of all the times the White Wolf choose to raise their heads, they pick now! We’ve got an army to train, a tarrasque to stop...</em> “And how many are there?”</p><p></p><p>“Just one, that our scholars found in the streets of the city. He was headed towards the palace,” Ling replied, his wrinkled face showing worry. “We don’t know how many have escaped our detection, however. I have already ordered the palace guards to be extra vigilant, and detached one of my scholars to personally watch this would-be assassin.”</p><p></p><p><em>One would be assassin... either this man is very cocky, and assumes that he can’t be seen, or he wants to be seen...</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>...why would he be doing this? Why would the White Wolf be so brazen?</em></p><p></p><p>“Master Ling,” Felonca said, after several moments of thought, “I think we need to bring this man in for questioning. Do you happen to know where Master Wakabayashi is at the moment? I might need use of some of his magic...”</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>“A White Wolf?” Nayu raised his eyebrow a few minutes later, and Felonca vigorously nodded.</p><p></p><p>“Several scholars spotted him skulking about the city, yes,” she confirmed darkly, “and Ling checked up on it himself. They’ve only spotted one using their magic, but I am guessing that where there is one wasp, the nest is surely close by.”</p><p></p><p>“Right,” the sorcerer replied, stroking his now long black beard. For a moment, there was a momentary thought in Felonca’s mind about Nayu’s handsomeness, but she banished it with ease. Months of practice had made being around him far easier. </p><p></p><p>“They might be just trying to send a message to us... that they’re alive, well, and still able to penetrate security,” the sorcerer continued, “or you’re right, and this is but the scouting party of an attack group against either you, me, or maybe even the Emperor. I wouldn’t put it past Hu.”</p><p></p><p>“No, they’re after me, I know it,” Felonca replied. <em>The White Wolf don’t just give up on a target. And I killed the son of the head of their Clan... Bai-Long Mao! Surely his father hasn’t given up seeking vengeance for his son’s death?</em> “It’d be folly for them to try to get into the palace... maybe you’re right, they’re just trying to send a message...”</p><p></p><p>“Either way,” her friend looked out, over the walls of the palace towards the sprawling city below, “I think we should take him in. Besides,” he turned back, smiled, and patted Felonca’s shoulder, “it’d be interesting to see how well a Jiang can intimidate an assassin!”</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Nayu felt gooseflesh run down his arm as the teleportation magic hovered around him, his mind shaping and warping it to engulf himself, Felonca, and a full squad of the Palace Guard.</p><p></p><p><em>It’s been all too quiet since Won Wei came back with news of the tarrasque, and I am desperately tired of reading legal documents and tax charters with Won Wei... and its still a few more weeks till its fully spring, and the armies can march...</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>...this will be some entertainment...</em></p><p></p><p>Already his mind was wrestling with problems and potentialities, even as he deftly focused his magic on the spot Ling had told them about. <em>If other White Wolves leap out of hiding, I can’t use my fire spells... we’re on a city street, full of innocents. I’ll have to hold them in place with arcane power...</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>...decidedly not as much fun as an explosion of fire, I suppose...</em> he mentally sighed, feeling the magic engulfing his ankles, then his legs, then rising up his body as arcane mists swept them to their destination...</p><p></p><p>...the middle of a city street, in the market district. To one side lay the sprawling tents of the market for farmers, all busy buying seed for their summer crop, and attempting to sell the snowrose winter flowers. To the other stood a large fountain....</p><p></p><p>...and a very surprised White Wolf bathing therein.</p><p></p><p>“Why hello there!” Nayu grinned, magic washing through his veins as easily as a stream flowed down a mountain..</p><p></p><p>For a split second, the tall, thin white wolf hung surprised in the air, halfway out of the water and halfway in, before he suddenly spun around, running as fast as his legs could carry him. As he pushed and shoved people out of his way, Felonca calmly drew her bow, notched two arrows she’d spent the morning preparing, and launched. A split second later, the white wolf tumbled to the ground, two poison tipped arrows in his back, before any of Nayu’s magic could come to play.</p><p></p><p>“Dammit,” the sorcerer growled, “you stole my thunder!”</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>“Who are you?”</p><p></p><p>Felonca had waited almost two hours for the sedatives to wear off, and overall, she was disappointed with her catch. The White Wolf chained before her in the bowels of the palace was no elder, and he bore no markings of one of the master assassins within the clan. As he blinked his eyes repeatedly after her question, she could sense the confidence in his eyes.</p><p></p><p><em>This will be a long talk...</em> she thought to herself.</p><p></p><p>“I am Bai-Long Di, of the White Wolf clan,” the wolf answered.</p><p></p><p><em>Wait... something’s not right. That was too easy! Why did he say so readily he was from the assassin clan?</em> Felonca fought to keep her face plain, even as confusion wracked her mind. <em>That makes no sense! They train for years to resist interrogation techniques, to never give up information! </em></p><p></p><p>“Why are you here?” she pressed. <em>Maybe he’s trying to spin a lie... the more information I ask, the harder it will be for him to keep this up.</em> “For trying to kill me, you did a rather pitiful job of running away.”</p><p></p><p>To her surprise, Bai-Long Di flashed a rather sneering smile, the smile one flashed to the last student in class to understand a concept. “I was not sent to kill you, that alone should be obvious. If I had, you would already be dead,” he said, filled with all the confidence in the world despite his bound position.</p><p></p><p>“You speak too highly of yourself,” Felonca shot back. “And you have yet to answer my question. Why are you here?”</p><p></p><p>“To deliver a message to you, Jiang of the Fourth Class Wa-Feng Felonca,” Bai-Long Di said, a toothy grin growing on his face at Felonca’s look of shock. “Don’t be so surprised, Jiang Wa-Feng. The White Wolf did not forget you all this time... we keep track of those that slip from our grasp.” He turned his head slightly to the side. “I should congratulate you, young Wa-Feng. You are now an anomaly.”</p><p></p><p>Felonca frowned sharply.</p><p></p><p>“Oh, don’t be upset,” Bai-Long Di gave a disturbing smile. “You’re fascinating to us, in a way... someone that has successfully evaded our grip for so long surely is someone of great skill, both in combat and in stealth. Many of our clan young-bloods wish to prove their mettle by testing you.”</p><p></p><p>“So your message is a mere, empty threat?” Felonca finally found her voice, even as her mind tried to find a way to deal with the entire White Wolf Clan coming after her. <em>How can I deal with all of them, then deal with Hu, and his minions... gah!</em></p><p></p><p>“Oh no!” Felonca frowned again as the White Wolf laughed. “That was decidedly not my message. Indeed, my dear cousin, Bai-Long Ji... you have heard of him, have you not?”</p><p></p><p>Felonca involuntarily shivered. <em>Ji is the head of the White Wolf Clan! And he’s the father of Bai-Long Mao...</em> The second name brought back decidedly unpleasant memories of the silver dagger still hidden in her boot.</p><p></p><p>“I see by your face you have.” Another distant smile. “He has decided that our clan should not strike out at you in such a haphazard manner. Indeed, he wishes to parley with you.”</p><p></p><p>“Parley?” Felonca gawked. <em>The White Wolf want to parley? Why? They NEVER parley with anyone that is one of their targets!</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Something is decidedly wrong here!</em></p><p></p><p>“You sound as if I am your dead nemesis, Master Hsiu,” Bai-Long Di smiled as Felonca imperceptibly cringed at the mention of the tiger hengeyokai. “Which is part of the reason why Master Ji wishes a parley. Our employer who wished us to catch you is sadly at this time unable to pay,” the wolf smiled again. “There is no sense in risking our valuable assets for a client who is dead... now is there?”</p><p></p><p><em>So Hsiu did hire them! But I killed Ji’s son with the dagger... no... no, there’s something more to this.</em></p><p></p><p>“Where is Master Ji right now?” Felonca asked. <em>If he wishes to parley, fine. If I know where he’s at, we can get some of the scholars to spy on him before I expose myself to the ‘trust’ of the White Wolf Clan.</em></p><p></p><p>“That, I cannot say,” Di replied with a rather smug smile.</p><p></p><p><em>Figures as much,</em> Felonca thought sourly, before turning towards the door. <em>He calls himself testing my patience... and this, of all times, is a time I have no patience.</em> She walked out into the hallway beyond the cell, and turned, where a pair of deep brown eyes turned to her in the torchlight.</p><p></p><p>“Nayu, he’s being stubborn,” she said simply, “I think he needs some sloth persuasion.”</p><p></p><p>Part of her soul shuddered when she saw his eyes light up, and the dark magic crackling between her friend’s fingers...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Emperor Valerian, post: 2723121, member: 15043"] [b]The Return of the White Wolf[/b] Felonca closed her eyes, and focused her mind. Calmly, almost sedately, she pulled out her warfans, holding them out sideways from her body, her form perfectly balanced on the top parapets of the outer walls of the Xianfung Palace. She felt the first spring breezes blowing past her, through her, and just as they slipped and slid around her body, her body snapped into action, her warfans fluidly tracing deadly arcs through the air. Below, she could hear the sounds of Guans and Zhong Weis barking orders to the now seasoned recruits that had spent all winter training, just as she had. She could hear the clatter of Han’s cavalry riding through the city’s main plaza, on their way to the marshalling grounds outside the city gates for practice maneuvers. Beyond all this noise, she heard her own soul, stretching free from winters chill now that spring had finally, inevitably arrived. As she back-flipped from section to section of the parapet, her deadly balance and skill tested to the limit, the back of her mind still couldn’t wrap around the facts Won Wei had laid before them weeks earlier... that they would likely be facing a beast far more dangerous than any prince or dragon, and even now he was gone from the city, desperately looking for where Hu was conjuring this demon. As she neared the end of her routine, she spotted a shape, and felt a prickly sense on the back of her neck. She landed on her feet, but in a move as full of finesse as fury, she snapped her warfans behind her, their bladed forms stopping less than an inch from the intruder’s neck. “Ah... still training, Jiang Wa-Feng.” She smiled when she heard the elderly, cracked voice, and turned and bowed to the Governor of Dai. He looked far more elderly of late... his frame seemed more bent, his gait a step slower. But his eyes, they always burned with wit and intelligence, far beyond what she could imagine. Yet today, she noticed, they seemed to dart about, swiftly, in a hurry. [i]Something isn’t right...[/i] “As always, Governor Ling,” she rose, “We need to always be ready. Hu is crafty, and even if he’s wasting his effort on summoning beasts of power, he could send a spoiling attack to divert our attention. Has my father sent you...” “Mistress Wa-Feng,” Ling said quickly, interrupting her, “I fear things have become far more complicated than a mere beast or a spoiling attack.” “How so?” Felonca asked, slowly and guardedly as she sheathed her warfans. [i]What could be a bigger complication than having a gigantic beast from hell arise in our enemy’s hands? Something that’s making Ling, of all people, jumpy?[/i] “I must be candid, Jiang, but I have heard rumors that you and the White Wolf Clan do not see eye to eye, so to speak,” Ling asked, curiosity in his eyes. “To be perfectly frank, not many who cross their path live long enough to allow for a disagreement to arise.” Felonca crossed her arms and groaned. [i]Of all the times...[/i] “How long have you sensed them?” Felonca growled in frustration. [i]Of all the times the White Wolf choose to raise their heads, they pick now! We’ve got an army to train, a tarrasque to stop...[/i] “And how many are there?” “Just one, that our scholars found in the streets of the city. He was headed towards the palace,” Ling replied, his wrinkled face showing worry. “We don’t know how many have escaped our detection, however. I have already ordered the palace guards to be extra vigilant, and detached one of my scholars to personally watch this would-be assassin.” [i]One would be assassin... either this man is very cocky, and assumes that he can’t be seen, or he wants to be seen... ...why would he be doing this? Why would the White Wolf be so brazen?[/i] “Master Ling,” Felonca said, after several moments of thought, “I think we need to bring this man in for questioning. Do you happen to know where Master Wakabayashi is at the moment? I might need use of some of his magic...” “A White Wolf?” Nayu raised his eyebrow a few minutes later, and Felonca vigorously nodded. “Several scholars spotted him skulking about the city, yes,” she confirmed darkly, “and Ling checked up on it himself. They’ve only spotted one using their magic, but I am guessing that where there is one wasp, the nest is surely close by.” “Right,” the sorcerer replied, stroking his now long black beard. For a moment, there was a momentary thought in Felonca’s mind about Nayu’s handsomeness, but she banished it with ease. Months of practice had made being around him far easier. “They might be just trying to send a message to us... that they’re alive, well, and still able to penetrate security,” the sorcerer continued, “or you’re right, and this is but the scouting party of an attack group against either you, me, or maybe even the Emperor. I wouldn’t put it past Hu.” “No, they’re after me, I know it,” Felonca replied. [i]The White Wolf don’t just give up on a target. And I killed the son of the head of their Clan... Bai-Long Mao! Surely his father hasn’t given up seeking vengeance for his son’s death?[/i] “It’d be folly for them to try to get into the palace... maybe you’re right, they’re just trying to send a message...” “Either way,” her friend looked out, over the walls of the palace towards the sprawling city below, “I think we should take him in. Besides,” he turned back, smiled, and patted Felonca’s shoulder, “it’d be interesting to see how well a Jiang can intimidate an assassin!” Nayu felt gooseflesh run down his arm as the teleportation magic hovered around him, his mind shaping and warping it to engulf himself, Felonca, and a full squad of the Palace Guard. [i]It’s been all too quiet since Won Wei came back with news of the tarrasque, and I am desperately tired of reading legal documents and tax charters with Won Wei... and its still a few more weeks till its fully spring, and the armies can march... ...this will be some entertainment...[/i] Already his mind was wrestling with problems and potentialities, even as he deftly focused his magic on the spot Ling had told them about. [i]If other White Wolves leap out of hiding, I can’t use my fire spells... we’re on a city street, full of innocents. I’ll have to hold them in place with arcane power... ...decidedly not as much fun as an explosion of fire, I suppose...[/i] he mentally sighed, feeling the magic engulfing his ankles, then his legs, then rising up his body as arcane mists swept them to their destination... ...the middle of a city street, in the market district. To one side lay the sprawling tents of the market for farmers, all busy buying seed for their summer crop, and attempting to sell the snowrose winter flowers. To the other stood a large fountain.... ...and a very surprised White Wolf bathing therein. “Why hello there!” Nayu grinned, magic washing through his veins as easily as a stream flowed down a mountain.. For a split second, the tall, thin white wolf hung surprised in the air, halfway out of the water and halfway in, before he suddenly spun around, running as fast as his legs could carry him. As he pushed and shoved people out of his way, Felonca calmly drew her bow, notched two arrows she’d spent the morning preparing, and launched. A split second later, the white wolf tumbled to the ground, two poison tipped arrows in his back, before any of Nayu’s magic could come to play. “Dammit,” the sorcerer growled, “you stole my thunder!” “Who are you?” Felonca had waited almost two hours for the sedatives to wear off, and overall, she was disappointed with her catch. The White Wolf chained before her in the bowels of the palace was no elder, and he bore no markings of one of the master assassins within the clan. As he blinked his eyes repeatedly after her question, she could sense the confidence in his eyes. [i]This will be a long talk...[/i] she thought to herself. “I am Bai-Long Di, of the White Wolf clan,” the wolf answered. [i]Wait... something’s not right. That was too easy! Why did he say so readily he was from the assassin clan?[/i] Felonca fought to keep her face plain, even as confusion wracked her mind. [i]That makes no sense! They train for years to resist interrogation techniques, to never give up information! [/i] “Why are you here?” she pressed. [i]Maybe he’s trying to spin a lie... the more information I ask, the harder it will be for him to keep this up.[/i] “For trying to kill me, you did a rather pitiful job of running away.” To her surprise, Bai-Long Di flashed a rather sneering smile, the smile one flashed to the last student in class to understand a concept. “I was not sent to kill you, that alone should be obvious. If I had, you would already be dead,” he said, filled with all the confidence in the world despite his bound position. “You speak too highly of yourself,” Felonca shot back. “And you have yet to answer my question. Why are you here?” “To deliver a message to you, Jiang of the Fourth Class Wa-Feng Felonca,” Bai-Long Di said, a toothy grin growing on his face at Felonca’s look of shock. “Don’t be so surprised, Jiang Wa-Feng. The White Wolf did not forget you all this time... we keep track of those that slip from our grasp.” He turned his head slightly to the side. “I should congratulate you, young Wa-Feng. You are now an anomaly.” Felonca frowned sharply. “Oh, don’t be upset,” Bai-Long Di gave a disturbing smile. “You’re fascinating to us, in a way... someone that has successfully evaded our grip for so long surely is someone of great skill, both in combat and in stealth. Many of our clan young-bloods wish to prove their mettle by testing you.” “So your message is a mere, empty threat?” Felonca finally found her voice, even as her mind tried to find a way to deal with the entire White Wolf Clan coming after her. [i]How can I deal with all of them, then deal with Hu, and his minions... gah![/i] “Oh no!” Felonca frowned again as the White Wolf laughed. “That was decidedly not my message. Indeed, my dear cousin, Bai-Long Ji... you have heard of him, have you not?” Felonca involuntarily shivered. [i]Ji is the head of the White Wolf Clan! And he’s the father of Bai-Long Mao...[/i] The second name brought back decidedly unpleasant memories of the silver dagger still hidden in her boot. “I see by your face you have.” Another distant smile. “He has decided that our clan should not strike out at you in such a haphazard manner. Indeed, he wishes to parley with you.” “Parley?” Felonca gawked. [i]The White Wolf want to parley? Why? They NEVER parley with anyone that is one of their targets! Something is decidedly wrong here![/i] “You sound as if I am your dead nemesis, Master Hsiu,” Bai-Long Di smiled as Felonca imperceptibly cringed at the mention of the tiger hengeyokai. “Which is part of the reason why Master Ji wishes a parley. Our employer who wished us to catch you is sadly at this time unable to pay,” the wolf smiled again. “There is no sense in risking our valuable assets for a client who is dead... now is there?” [i]So Hsiu did hire them! But I killed Ji’s son with the dagger... no... no, there’s something more to this.[/i] “Where is Master Ji right now?” Felonca asked. [i]If he wishes to parley, fine. If I know where he’s at, we can get some of the scholars to spy on him before I expose myself to the ‘trust’ of the White Wolf Clan.[/i] “That, I cannot say,” Di replied with a rather smug smile. [i]Figures as much,[/i] Felonca thought sourly, before turning towards the door. [i]He calls himself testing my patience... and this, of all times, is a time I have no patience.[/i] She walked out into the hallway beyond the cell, and turned, where a pair of deep brown eyes turned to her in the torchlight. “Nayu, he’s being stubborn,” she said simply, “I think he needs some sloth persuasion.” Part of her soul shuddered when she saw his eyes light up, and the dark magic crackling between her friend’s fingers... [/QUOTE]
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