Eyes Of The Lich Queen

[DEFCON 1]

"Nothing serious, I thought, and between Donovan's abilities and my own I should have thought everything was patched up beyond the point of leaving any marks. Curious."

Khalia fishes for a mirror with which to check herself, and Donovan glances at her concerned. Brother Ellston doesn't wait for this, and he excuses himself to go find Brother Anvil... the warforged priest of the Flame. Aern also excuses himself, as he wants to go pay his respects to Elder Nevillom now (as he was directly employed by the Elder for many years).

As the archvist brings the mirror up to her face, she can see the slightest hint of a dark point of a mark on her forehead. With curiosity, she reaches up and pulls her bangs back, revealing a little more of the mark... but it seems as though most of it is upon her scalp and thus covered with her abundance of dark hair. If she was to shave it off, Khalia is pretty sure she would see a dark brown dragonmark of some type across her head... but as she lets her hair drop back down, most of the mark gets covered again.

Khalia and Donovan look at each other, and Khalia says to the priest "I can tell by the color it is not a True mark. Aberrant it appears." She also comments that unlike Horatio, her skin is not itching or burning as the mark slowly grows darker and comes in.

She stands quietly for a few moments... considering what has happened to herself and Donovan previously. Almost instinctually and on a whim, Khalia raises and flips her hand... and the two of them stare in slight surprise as a disk of force crackles in formation between the two of them... before disappearing from view. When Donovan reaches forward with his hand, he finds it stopping flat at where the disk had briefly appeared.

 

[Velmont]

Jango looks at the mark appearing. What was happening. Donovan, then Jina. What about Khalia, Rogan and Aern... has they have manifested a mark. And what about him? Will his mark would come back? What was teh source of that. He couldn't believe in such coincidence. There must be a source about that.

As he slowly unroll the sleave, he froze. "Father? Mother?" tells with an hesitation Jango. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. What were they doing here? And now? If it wasn't for Jina reaction, he would have thought he was hallucinating. "What are you doing here?"

 

[DEFCON 1]

"You make a valid point. This cannot be coincidence. Something has caused this. Sur'Kil has got to have some sort of explanation. Let's go find him!"

With excitement, the rogue turns his body to head for the Guardian office... and promptly disappears... shocking Ari out of his boots! However, Rogan immediately reappears out of thin air about 40 feet away... standing right in front of the door they need. Both he and Ari react to this turn in shock... as it was not something either of them expected!

The monster hunter rushes up to the rogue, glancing around quickly to see if anyone noticed this... and there does not appear to be anyone around to have seen this. As soon as Rogan regains his composure, his mind quickly clicks into place and he remembers what it was he's seen on his own leg... it is in fact a True mark of House Orien. Rogan now wears the Mark of Passage.

Of course, his first thought on that score is...

I'm not a d'Orien! How is this possible?!?

 

[drothgery]

"Now, as it happens, I know my ancestry quite well, and there are no scions of the Dragonmarked houses, nor anyone with an aberrant or true mark, in the last six generations on either side. So the possibility that this is a natural occurance can be dismissed quite out of hand." She says.

 

[jkason]

Brother Donovan, warpriestly human cleric

Khalia and Donovan look at each other, and Khalia says to the priest "I can tell by the color it is not a True mark. Aberrant it appears." She also comments that unlike Horatio, her skin is not itching or burning as the mark slowly grows darker and comes in.

She stands quietly for a few moments... considering what has happened to herself and Donovan previously. Almost instinctually and on a whim, Khalia raises and flips her hand... and the two of them stare in slight surprise as a disk of force crackles in formation between the two of them... before disappearing from view. When Donovan reaches forward with his hand, he finds it stopping flat at where the disk had briefly appeared.

Donovan raises an eyebrow. "Looks like you've got a new block, lady," he says. "Lucky for us the mark grew up into your hair instead of down onto your face, I suppose. One mark's coincidence. Two? There's something going on. We need to find 'Zendarrill' and have a talk."

Anxiously, the priest looks and listens for the warforged priest to come their way.

 

[stonegod]

Ari grabs Rogan close. "Listen to me good, Rogan. Don't you ever do that where someone might see you... at least someone tied to the Houses. Not unless you can explain where you got that. I'm not saying one of your great-greats didn't have some sort of dalliance, but... Donovan and you getting a mark on the same day? I think we both would rather the Twelve didn't try to dissect you two." The hunter lets go, and quickly wraps on the door. "Lets find this dragon and be done with this."

 

[drothgery]

Donovan raises an eyebrow. "Looks like you've got a new block, lady," he says. "Lucky for us the mark grew up into your hair instead of down onto your face, I suppose. One mark's coincidence. Two? There's something going on. We need to find 'Zendarrill' and have a talk."

"And I have to wonder if any of the others have had something similar happen to them." Khalia said. "I dislike concealing things if at all possible, but I wonder if a little makeup and a slightly different hairstyle might be in order. Or perhaps a hat."

 

[Mista Collins]

Ari grabs Rogan close. "Listen to me good, Rogan. Don't you ever do that where someone might see you... at least someone tied to the Houses. Not unless you can explain where you got that. I'm not saying one of your great-greats didn't have some sort of dalliance, but... Donovan and you getting a mark on the same day? I think we both would rather the Twelve didn't try to dissect you two." The hunter lets go, and quickly wraps on the door. "Lets find this dragon and be done with this."

"Believe me, it was completely accidental. I'm going to keep a very tight lid on this." Rogan says to Ari with a whispered voice, in regards to his new mark. "Donovan's mark didn't belong to any of the Houses, but yet mine does. I can trace my lineage back more than ten generations and none carried the blood of House Orien. This is not natural. Donovan first, and then me. I wonder if any of the others have manifested marks also."

It is obvious the Guardian is worried with the days events. "It had to of come from the temple. Those walls had marks very similar to proper Dragonmarks, but none I recognized. We need to talk to Sur'Kil and the others as soon as possible."

 

[DEFCON 1]

"Father? Mother? What are you doing here?"

The figures of his mother and father make some unintelligible noises, and Jango glances at his sister... who suddenly shakes herself and instantly both of their parents disappear with a *poof*. It takes a quick analysis of spellcraft for Jango to realize that his parents weren't in fact there... but it was merely an illusion in front of them. If he had to guess, he'd say that Jina's mark manifested itself.

Of course... the use of illusions in a hallmark of the Mark of Shadow... under the auspices of House Thurani and Phiarlan. Why would Jina have that? Unless her mark was in fact a True one? But if that was the case, it would certainly beg the question why her mark was True when he originally manifested an Aberrant one all those years ago.

Things for the siblings to ponder on as they continue forth looking for the Sivis station.

 

[DEFCON 1]

Khalia and Horatio ponder what the appearance of their respective draonmarks mean when from outside the room there is a swift knocking. After a moment, the warforged templar of the Flame walks in, the mechanical man wearing his religious robes and looking rather saddened. Brother Anvil has been a loyal and devout member of the church here in Newthrone for several decades, having joined with a missionary group passing through Cyre during the course of the Last War.

The panels of adamantite that covered many parts of his wooden body reflect the sunlight through the window of the room. He nods in deference to both visitors and in a woody and metallic voice he says "Sister ir'Indari. Brother Donovan. I understand from Brother Ellston that you were inquiring about the Daggerspell leader, Zedarrill Lorren? How may I be of assistance?"