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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 843994" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 050 “Dhojakt Unleashed”Feevet hated this job some days.  He was proud to be a Veiled Alliance member.  He was proud to serve them even if it meant his life.  But this was torture.  Whenever possible, Feevet would polymorph himself into a lizard and crawl up high on the walls near the Naggaramakam, the royal fortress and home to the Shadow-king.  From here he could spy on the courtyard and main entrance, taking note of persons coming and going.  With the recent bloody massacre in the noble district, there was much to watch.  Folks were not trying to sneak in or out today.  No, it was a quick in or out according to the duties and responsibilities the person was carrying out.  The one person he disliked the most to observe was active within the courtyard.  The only known heir to the throne- Dhojakt had been released.Dhojakt was a mutation beyond mortal words being able to describe.  It was rumored that his mother gave birth to him near the Pristine Tower in an attempt to give birth to a powerful son worthy of the throne…and closer to mother.  What was created that day was a ½ man ½ insectiod creature similar to a cylops.  A cylops is a large powerful tracking creature resembling a centipede with a humanoid head and arms.  To make matters worse, Dhojakt has been seen to have a good deal of defiling power.For this reason alone Feevet knew he would have to try to keep up the impossibly quick mutant son of Nibenay.  But the truth is, Dhojakt only came out to play when the templars felt they needed his power and presence.  His being on the streets may very well stop the bloodshed this day.Feevet reached the ground and quickly morphed once more into his young ½ elven self.  He checked again to be sure no one saw him before leaving the alley.  He reached site of the main gate just in time to see Dhojakt burst from the opening and take to climbing the walls and roofs of the buildings nearby.  Cursing to himself, Feevet lost track of the insectiod but knew where he was going.  He was going to the nobles’ section of the city.He arrived there a mere 10 minutes after the mutant son did.  Dhojakt had already broken the arm of one servant and spit an acidic glob onto another because they did not clear from him quick enough.  Feevet had no way to follow him inside the townhouse. Watching again for bystanders, Feevet caste a brief spell onto himself allowing him to improve his hearing.  He could hear a baby crying three blocks away but nothing inside.  It was magically protected from this.  “Wonderful” he muttered as he began to walk closer fearing being seen for what he was- a spy…a magic using spy.Two hours had gone by before Dhojakt emerged from the house.  He took to the roofs quickly again.  Feevet was uncertain if he did this for the speed of it or to avoid being with the throngs of common folk.  Either way, once more he found himself trying to keep up.  He had lost him completely and totally.  The Veiled Alliance was going to have to rely on the other resources at their disposure to learn what Dhojakt had found within the building of the bloody massacre.</blockquote>

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